"That's…" Daniel's expression immediately stiffened upon hearing that. He'd been afraid that the conversation would head down this path. He'd thought that he would be able to somehow distract Yaya, but her focus still fell on that beautiful purple kite.
"I want that kite! I want that big kite!"
"The big kite is so fun! The little kite isn't fun! I want that one!"
"Father, didn't you say before we came here that our kite would fly the highest? It's not flying high at all now. Waaah, you're a liar."
Yaya was not the only child who was throwing a tantrum following the contest between the two kites; all of the other little kids also followed suit. The large purple kite in the sky was a completely different beast compared to the other kites below it, and the little kids could only throw tantrums at their parents to exert pressure upon them.
"Don't cry, father will make you a bigger and better one when we get back."
