Someone finally managed to speak clearly, "It's so cool to eat this on such a hot day! I almost died from the heat. I feel so much better now! We should eat this on a hot day! They didn't sell this in the past, but now that they do, I will definitely come more often. Look at these two capable kids! By the way, your family will be selling this every day in the future, right? The stall is the same, it won't leave, right?"
"As long as it's hot, it'll be sold." Jiang Yue said. "Yes, that's the stall over there. Xue's Rice Noodles. We will be here all summer."
"Alright, alright, I'll remember it. Oh," the man noticed the words on the box. "It's written here too. Xue's Popsicle. The words are pretty."
"My brother wrote it," Jiang Yue replied.
"Who's your brother?" The man asked casually.
"It's him." Jiang Yue glanced at Xue Yan.
