"When did you buy me candied hawthorn sticks," Wenren Ya looked at Xu Zimei in surprise.
She quickly said, "You clearly stole my candied hawthorn sticks."
"Stop it," Xu Zimei scolded as he looked at Wenren Ya.
"Is it because Brother Su didn't buy more for you?
You can't eat too much of that stuff, it's bad for your teeth.
If you really want some, wait until after Grandfather's grand birthday celebration is over, Brother Su will take you to buy some tomorrow."
After Xu Zimei finished speaking, he didn't give Wenren Ya a chance to retort and raised his head to smile at Wenren Yao.
"Uncle, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now.
Brother Su is looking for me for something else!"
"Go ahead," Wenren Yao nodded slightly.
Xu Zimei left the problematic spot with some embarrassment.
Although it wasn't a big deal, taking a child's candied hawthorn sticks to eat did seem somewhat bullying when spoken aloud.
"Daddy, he's lying," Wenren Ya said, on the verge of crying again.
