"Auntie, where are we going now?"
After leaving the post office, Qin Jiu held Yi Chichi's hand, his face full of curiosity as he turned his head to look around.
Actually, there wasn't much to see. It's a weekday today, and there weren't many people on the street; those who passed by were rushing.
Yi Chichi patted his head, "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
They had left the house after a good breakfast. Throughout the journey, it was Auntie who rode the bike while he sat firmly as a passenger at the back. His legs weren't tired, and he wasn't hungry.
Thinking about how Yi Chichi had ridden the bike all the way, Qin Jiu said, "Auntie, if you're hungry, I can accompany you to eat."
Before the words were finished, he pulled out some money from his pocket and offered it to her, "I have money, I can treat Auntie."
Yi Chichi looked at the money he handed over, reached out, and counted it: two yuan, three mao, and six fen; no notes.
