So, Luo Shuxiu spoke to Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, how about this? Let's go to that new mutton hotpot restaurant that just opened nearby tonight for hotpot. I'd also like to meet Aunt Song. Oh, and there's no need to make a reservation in advance—it's a new place. I passed by once and felt that their soup base smelled authentic and should be delicious. What do you think?"
Song Yunuan thought about it; she had actually wanted to treat Luo Shuxiu to a meal.
But since Luo Shuxiu had suggested it, she agreed.
She handed the paper bag to Luo Shuxiu, "I guess this size should fit Little Ze."
Luo Shuxiu didn't want to accept it, feeling that the gift was too expensive.
Just a few days ago, her son had asked her if they could buy him a tracksuit.
He said many of his classmates had one.
When she inquired about the price, a tracksuit was actually fifty-eight yuan.
