At Wang Yunfa's vegetable stall.
The old lady came by bus early in the morning with a bag of green apples and sour plums.
Ever since she started coming to the shop to help, she bought some sour food almost every two to three days. At first, Li Xia could still eat them since it was considered something different, but as time passed, she could not stand it anymore.
Even if she was pregnant with a son, she shouldn't be eating like this, right?
These days, everything in her mouth was sour.
She had just gotten pregnant not long ago. When she thought about eating until she gave birth, Li Xia felt she could not take it anymore.
Seeing that the old lady had washed the green apples for her, Li Xia finally said, "Mom, I really can't eat these anymore. Even my saliva is sour now."
When the old lady heard this, she was not angry. Instead, she looked at Li Xia with concern and said, "Then tell Mom what you want to eat?"
