"Oh, thanks a lot, Landlord,"
Wei'er's mom gratefully responded, her hands holding cash, but if she paid the rent first, it would mean she couldn't afford Wei'er dad's medical treatment for now. So if the landlord wasn't in a hurry, she could use the money to buy medicine for Xia Wenjun first.
"By the way, I heard that the weight loss popsicles you sell here are quite good. Let me try one."
The landlord whispered.
Wei'er's mom had an epiphany, realizing that after all this time, the landlord was being so polite because she was here for the weight loss popsicles, but indeed, there were none available today.
"Landlord, they were all sold out yesterday, and I haven't made any more today. How about you come back later, and I'll save one for you?"
Wei'er's mom said with a smile.
The landlord seemed a bit disappointed but still said, "Alright, I'll come back for it in the evening. Just don't sell them all."
"I won't, I'll definitely save one for you."
