The distance from Peace Hall to the market is not too far.
It's about a twenty-minute walk.
For the past few days, Xia Yangyang has been going to buy groceries by herself.
Along the way, Xi Zijun held onto Xia Yangyang's coat corner.
Xia Yangyang walked very slowly, frequently turning back to look at her.
Some of the green bricks in the alley were slightly damaged, and Xia Yangyang carefully reminded Xi Zijun when she saw the bumpy spots.
Soon, they arrived at the market.
The market here is quite large, filled with older men and women early in the morning.
It was bustling inside, with people haggling animatedly.
Xia Yangyang turned to Xi Zijun and said, "From now on, you must stay close behind me and not let go."
Xi Zijun smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be careful by myself."
Along the way, Xi Zijun was talking to Xia Yangyang, asking about the surroundings, seeming very curious.
