The old mer was quite surprised. He stared at Luo Huian without saying anything for another three seconds before smiling kindly.
"I—I like the red bean buns a lot," said the mer with a sweet smile. "When my wife was still alive, she would bring me loads of red bean buns. But then—" The mer stopped speaking but Luo Huian and Wei Yu Cheng understood what he was trying to say.
After the death of his wife, he was probably sent to the old age home by his daughter and did not get a chance to eat the red bean paste buns as the old age home was already struggling.
Luo Huian didn't have red bean paste buns but she had something closer to it.
"You really want red bean paste buns?" she asked as she walked to the aisle. Luo Huian didn't want the mer to hesitate just because he was worried about the cost of the cakes and the pastries.
