The Spicy Strip looked up at Old Master Xie with a puzzled expression. Its childish eyes were filled with curiosity.
Old Master Xie gently patted the head of the spicy stick. ""Don't listen to your dad's wild guesses. It's fine."
"But Grandpa, I think your eyes tell me that it really has something to do with our family," said the man outside the spicy stick.
Old Master Xie was speechless.
He couldn't laugh anymore.
"No, your second aunt is ..."
"Second Aunt, you don't like me very much, do you, Grandpa?"
Old Master Xie's hands trembled. He was happy before because his grandson was extremely smart, but now, Old Master Xie's heart was bitter…
"No, why wouldn't anyone like spicy sticks?"
Spicy Strip shook his head. " Grandpa, there will be. Many people don't like me. I know that. "
Old Master Xie: " That won't happen. Spicy sticks are so cute and sensible. Who wouldn't like them? "
