Qian Xinxin thought it was easy to get and planned to buy it from the kid who owned the snow hibiscus. However, the kid refused to sell it.
"Kid, why don't you sell it to me? Do you think the price I offer is too low? You can continue to bargain!"
Qian Xinxin looked at the wooden box containing the snow hibiscus tightly held in her hands. She was worried that the snow hibiscus would lose its effect if it stayed in the wooden box for too long, so she raised the price directly and wanted the child to sell her the snow hibiscus.
"I already said I won't sell it! How do you know if you're a liar? And I don't even know you. I just want to go to Yue Lai Grocery Store to exchange some supplies. Don't stop me."
The child holding the wooden box looked at Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun and Qi Ming warily. He stared at them with a particularly vigilant gaze, which made Yang Kun, Qi Ming and Qian Xinxin feel puzzled.
"I told you, kid, if you sell me the things in this wooden box, I can give you double the price. Why don't you use the money to buy something else? Why do you have to go to the grocery store to exchange things yourself, right? Why can't you turn around?"
"No, no! No matter what you say, I won't let you do that! Mom told me to take it to the grocery store to exchange it. What if you guys don't acknowledge it after you get it? It's safer to go to the grocery store."
Qian Xinxin was helpless. It was the first time she saw such a stubborn child. No matter what she said, she refused to do it and insisted on going to the grocery store to exchange things. Wouldn't it be better to sell it to her and get the money directly? It would save her the trouble of running away, but she just refused to do it!
"I've already told you that I'm the owner of Yuelai Grocery Store. It's the same whether you sell to me or to the grocery store. How about this, you give me this wooden box, and I'll send a message to the owner of the grocery store to have him deliver the things you need to your house, okay?"
"No, no!"
"you!"
Qian Xinxin really had no choice but to go to the grocery store with the children, Yang Kun, Qi Ming, and others.
When the child saw Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun and Qi Ming following him, his eyes became more vigilant and he held the wooden box in his hands even tighter.
Looking at such a vigilant child, Qian Xinxin was really curious. What kind of family raised such a stubborn child? And why did this family not let adults exchange things but let the children do it instead? Don't they know that the world is not peaceful now? It's really reassuring.
"Hey kid, what's your name?"
Qian Xinxin asked curiously: "Why didn't your mother change the things herself, but asked you to do it instead? If that doesn't work, there's still your father. Where are they?"
The child glanced at Qian Xinxin and then continued to walk slowly with his head down, staring at the road, without saying a word.
Just when Qian Xinxin thought the child couldn't speak, she heard his voice.
"My name is Wang Damao. My mother was sick and couldn't move, so my father went up the mountain to collect herbs. He finally picked this snow hibiscus, but my father... my father died..."
Qian Xinxin paused, exchanged glances with Yang Kun and Qi Ming, and then apologized to Wang Damao: "I'm sorry, I didn't know your father... or your mother was in poor health. I'm really sorry for what happened just now."
"It doesn't matter. It has nothing to do with you. My mother said that no one wants something like this to happen. The dead are dead, but the living have to continue living, so we can't continue to indulge in sadness."