The next day, the doorway to Deng Yuyuan's room was piled high with gifts. There were more outside the Knowledge Youth Institute, too, all brought over by neighbors who had belatedly found out about her birthday.
Because of the short notice, there hadn't been much time to pick out anything extravagant, but every item was carefully wrapped and adorned with freshly picked morning flowers. Gathering the gifts into her arms, Deng Yuyuan thanked everyone one by one, in exceptionally high spirits. Her sweet disposition charmed the neighbors into stuffing her with even more New Year goods.
No one could possibly dislike a pristine, beautiful little white cat like her.
