"That's great! My kids love the pineapple buns you make."

"I used to run a fruit shop, but I don't think I need this anymore, right?"

"It's said that you can apply for it. If you want to do this business in the future, you have to register it with us. At least among our group of time travelers, we can't steal similar businesses. It seems that everyone is doing their own business, and duplication is not allowed in the future. I guess that's a restriction."

"This restriction is quite good, as it will prevent conflicts from arising from future competition. After all, there are only a few of us, so there's really no need to go to this extent."

"That makes sense, but I'm too lazy to do it. I have a courier anyway, so forget it."

"You've become a child, why are you still doing business? My son is going to send me to school. He signed me up for the first batch. That's enough. Why should I study?"

"We still have to study. Even though we've grown smaller, learning never ends. Maybe we can even go to university in the future."

"It's not just us who need to study, our children also need to study. No one can escape this."

"Oh, it makes me so worried just thinking about it. I never thought I would have to go back to school. My grades were terrible when I was in school. If I keep going like this, won't the kids laugh at me?"

"So how are your child's grades?"

The child who was just worried suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, with a mature expression on his face: "Hey! I'm not worried about anything! My son is always the last or second to last."

A group of people who looked like children were sitting at the entrance of the village, but their expressions were like those of aunties eating melons. Why? Ah! Their legs were crossed very neatly!

"I don't know when the school will be completed. Let's wait and see. I'll start studying next year."

"It's too hot. I wonder if solar power can power the air conditioner..."