Therefore, the stall owner waved his hand dismissively, looking annoyed: "If you're not going to buy, then leave! Go away!"
Xia Ning had just deliberately raised his voice, and many people around looked over. The stall owner next to him looked at him with disdain.
Xia Ning didn't continue arguing. In any case, her fuss had served as a warning to those around her, and the stall owner no longer dared to sell defective goods.
For the rest of the time, Xia Ning wandered around, looking here and there, but because she had prepared well in advance, she didn't find anything she wanted to buy.
As Xia Ning approached the exit, her gaze was drawn to a mother and daughter.
A young mother sat on a picnic blanket with a little girl who looked about four or five years old. The blanket was decorated with fairy tale books, small toys, and Barbie dolls.
The little girl was fair-skinned and delicate, and her bangs were stuck together in clumps with sweat, but it didn't affect her work at all.
The little girl said in her childish voice, "Uncle and Auntie, don't miss it when you pass by."
Xia Ning was extremely fond of the well-behaved little girl.
She walked over, squatted down in front of the stall, and gently asked the little girl, "Are you willing to sell such a beautiful Barbie doll?"
That voice was so gentle. If Ji Li were there, she would definitely exclaim that her little sister had been possessed and was starting to use a mixed-tone accent.
The little girl first looked at her mother, and then, encouraged by her mother, said, "I don't want to, but Ningning wants to donate money to the children in the disaster area. Their families are gone, they are so pitiful."
Xia Ning was charmed by the sensible and kind little girl, so she generously bought it all.
She specially gave an extra hundred yuan to do her part in the reconstruction of the disaster area.
As a result, this rare act of compassion failed to move the little girl.
When the little girl heard that Xia Ning was going to buy them all, her lips trembled, her eyes welled up with tears, and she threw herself into her mother's arms and burst into tears.
Her mother frantically tried to comfort her daughter, then gave Xia Ning an awkward smile.
"We set up this stall mainly to give the kids some experience. We originally thought selling just one or two items would be enough, but look..."
I understand, no need to say more.
The mother is just playing with the child, going through the motions.
The little girl could bear to lose one or two toys, but Xia Ning made her say goodbye to all her beloved treasures as soon as she appeared, and the little girl couldn't take it.
Xia Ning was incredibly embarrassed. Forgive her, she had only ever been a naughty child, never a parent.
In the end, the two sides put on a show for the little girl.
Xia Ning patted her pocket dramatically: "Oh dear! I don't have enough money, I can only buy one item, I'm sorry."
The little girl's eyes were red, but she couldn't hide her joy: "It's okay."
They exchanged money for goods.
The girl's mother said, "Say thank you, sister."
The girl nodded obediently: "Thank you, sister."
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
Xia Ning fled in panic.
As a result, after browsing around, Xia Ning only got a copy of "I Can Poop".
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