For a moment, the normally bustling residential square fell completely silent. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, the only sound being that of people gulping.
"Eighteen Yuan? My goodness..." an old auntie, who had been hard of hearing for half her life, called out with a tremor in her voice.
The female office worker was no longer calm. The fitness beauty stopped her leg stretches. The pregnant woman stood up. An auntie who had just come home from faking an accident promptly lay down right in front of Xia Liang's car.
"This old man has a daughter," the grandpa from before interjected, putting down his pipe and cupping his fists toward Xia Liang. "I'm not sure if I should mention it, but she is an absolute delight! You will surely like her."
"No, no, no, Auntie, Grandpa, you heard me wrong," Xia Liang hurried to explain. "It's... 17 milliliters, not 17 Yuan." Otherwise, this mob of aunties would carry him off, and the worst part was that he couldn't fight back.
