The saleswoman, who was knitting, saw Ma Hua come in and quickly put down her yarn, smiling, "Xiao Hua, what brings you here today?"
Ma Hua immediately replied with a smile, "Auntie, you're on duty today? I just got paid, so I'm buying some candy for these two little ones." The saleswoman's surname was Liu, and she was a good friend of his mother's. He usually called her "Auntie" when they met.
“Okay, then you can see what you want to buy,” the aunt said without any hesitation, smiling directly at Ma Ziming. “Ziming, your height isn’t good; you can’t see things.”
Hearing the sales clerk's words, Ma Ziming was almost furious. The counter was level with him, and he could only see by standing on tiptoe. "Grandma Liu, my mom said that as long as I eat well, I will grow taller. I will definitely be able to see next time I come."
"Auntie, give me some, this, that, this," Ma Hua said without any hesitation, asking for a bunch of random things. What was there to be afraid of? He had money and tickets now.
The sales clerk was startled by Ma Hua's words and hurriedly said, "Xiao Hua, you're really something else, why are you buying so much stuff?"
Ma Hua chuckled a few times: "I've been promoted to a permanent position, so my salary will be higher. That's why I'm buying more to show my respect to my parents. Don't worry, Auntie, I have the tickets."
Ma Hua pulled out the money and receipts she needed from her pocket. Although her aunt didn't ask, she knew she had to be sensible. If they weren't acquainted, she would have already scolded her. Buying so much so close to closing time! These days, sales clerks are incredibly arrogant. If they don't like you, they might just tell you it's all gone, and you won't even get angry. If you talk back, they'll beat you up, believe it or not.
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