As Bai Ruozhu and Fusa were approaching the stall, Zhu Jiapozi was sitting at the table. However, there was no pancake in front of her, nor any bowls or chopsticks. Zhu Shucha was standing by her side, looking extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing Bai Ruozhu glance that way, Fusa asked with curiosity, "Do you know that old woman?"
Bai Ruozhu nodded, "She's from the same village, but not a good person."
Having heard this, Fusa did not ask further but threw Zhu Jiapozi a hostile look.
At that moment, Zhu Shucha saw Bai Ruozhu, he hurriedly took a couple of steps forward to greet her.
"Ruozhu, you're back. My mother wants you to see her illness." Zhu Shucha is a straightforward person and his intention was clear as soon as he started to speak.
Bai Ruozhu smiled and said, "Uncle Zhu, what are you talking about? I am not a doctor. How would I know about diseases? When did you arrive? Have you tasted our pancakes yet?"
