Zhang Zian didn’t know where Little Celery lived; he only knew that she came from the north. So after he left the shop, he wandered in that direction.
When he had almost reached the corner of the street, he saw Little Celery running towards him, holding a bag of nuts in her hand.
Today, her two ponytails were pointing 10 o’clock and 3 o’clock on top of her head.
"Little Celery!" He waved at her.
"Oh! Brother Manager!" Little Celery responded with excitement, covering her little mouth.
"Be careful when you cross the street," he reminded her.
"Yes, I know!" Little Celery nodded. She waited until the traffic light turned green and the cars stopped. She carefully looked left and right, then ran across the street.
"Why didn’t you stay in the shop, Brother Manager?" Little Celery ran to him and asked. "Who is taking care of all the pets?"
Zhang Zian squatted down and answered, "Actually… I have some matters to deal with these days. I will have someone else help me."
