The three-year-old baby looked at her parents, bewildered.
Her parents were equally bewildered, seeming as if they had inadvertently offended Xiao Qimo.
Xiao Qimo insisted, "Call me brother!"
The little girl compromised and sweetly called out, "Uncle Brother!"
Certain uncle: "..."
Lu Mian didn't understand why he was so insistent on the title, but she found it quite amusing and let out a light laugh.
When she turned her head, she saw Xiao Qimo tossing a bag of fruit over in a sour mood, which he accurately threw into her shopping basket.
Before she could say anything, the man slightly bent over and naturally took the shopping basket from her.
Lu Mian: What's he sulking about?
The two hadn't said much, but when they bumped into each other by chance, they naturally ended up together, waiting to check out.
The conversation of a family of three in front of them floated over clearly.
