Tang Huai laughed and said, "I want to buy some mushrooms, not sure if the supermarket has any."
Yang Jinghai said kindly, "If there are no mushrooms, you can buy some meatballs. The ones you made last time were delicious, Grandpa salivates just thinking about them. Too much happened today, let's just go straight to the supermarket to buy."
Upon hearing this, Tang Huai chuckled, "Grandpa, those meatballs are not available in the supermarket, and even if they were, they wouldn't be as fresh and clean as homemade ones."
"Then what would you like to eat?"
"Let's buy a fish."
"Fish is good too, your braised fish is delicious."
"Fish meat is also very tasty in hot pot."
...
They walked farther and farther away, their voices becoming fainter and fainter.
From the shop Yang Jinghai had exited, a tall figure appeared.
He stood in front of the window, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked towards Tang Huai.
