"Mom, can we buy this home to play with?"
Huanhuan suggested, since she couldn't carry it anymore, she had to put it down.
Qin Mu's mouth twitched, this, take it home to play?
Chengcheng picked up a long yam, holding it between his two hands: "Mom, does it look like a sword?"
Qin Mu...
A sword?
"It's just a yam, put it down quickly, it might get you dirty, and you might even have an allergic reaction."
Once Chengcheng heard "allergic", he quickly put the yam down, but accidentally broke it in half.
Huanhuan...
Chengcheng...
Qin Mu...
The three of them instinctively stared at the yam for a while and then instinctively looked around to see if there were people nearby. They found some people, who glanced at them but walked past casually, seemingly not noticing the broken yam?
"Quick, let's go!"
Qin Mu urged in a low voice, and the siblings, being very alert, immediately turned and walked away.
