I figured, no matter how I sliced it, I shouldn't have denied my daughter and dampened her fledgling curiosity about the unknown in the world. That is to say, I should have let my daughter experience what the American apple tasted like. So I burned the midnight oil for a few days, sold a few more stories, made a bit more money, and dashed to the grand mall. There I took out a one-hundred-yuan bill and bought two American apples from a young, all-smiling sales girl. When I got home with the two apples, my daughter jumped for joy, but she didn't want to eat them. Instead, she placed the apples right next to the white rabbit, her favorite toy. Every night before going to bed, she would take one last look and feel the apples in her hand gently. I said: Why don't you eat them. I'll buy you more if you like them so much. She would shake her head, her eyes still fixed on the mouth-watering apples. She didn't have the heart to bit nto the apples that looked so perfect in her mind. What do the narrator's actions in paragraph 5 reveal about his relationship with his daughter.

A. He is proud of her determination

B. He is frustrated by her constant demands

C. He is supporting her open-minded was about other cultures.

D. He is perplexed by her regard for inanimate objects​