But the parents had a more comprehensive view, looking at both stalls selling candied hawthorns.
The parents chose Lin Zhou's stall without hesitation.
At the same time, I also reasoned with the child.
"Those candied hawthorns sold on the roadside are all dusty and unhygienic. Let's buy the ones from the cabinet; they're cleaner."
Lin Zhou: ......
In an instant, Lin Zhou realized the disadvantages of having good eyesight and hearing.
The crying child was dragged away from the uncle's candied hawthorn stall by his parents.
Then the uncle selling candied hawthorns probably overheard the conversation between the mother and son, and looked over at Lin Zhou.
At this distance, if he hadn't drunk the gene-modifying fluid, Lin Zhou was certain he wouldn't have been able to see the uncle's expression or hear the mother and son's conversation.
If you're just buying candied hawthorns, why are you comparing them in front of others?
This is just making him the target of hatred.
Although what the mother said makes sense.
These candied hawthorns, which are stuck bare on straw targets without any protection, will indeed get covered in dust.
Putting aside everything else, the dust generated by the cars passing by on the roadside alone is considerable, not to mention the occasional large truck passing by.
"Boss, two skewers of candied hawthorn, please."
The crying child stopped immediately when he saw the candied hawthorns in the glass cabinet and heard that his mother was going to buy them for him.
Lin Zhou was deeply troubled by her crying if she didn't buy it for him.
Even if he's in business, he'd still be afraid of encountering this situation.
The sound of a child crying is truly piercing and extremely sharp.
In short, it's a sound that can cause discomfort.
"Okay, what flavor do you want?"
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