Scarlett Glenn shook her head: "Uncle has already carried a lot of things, he can't hold me anymore, I'll walk back with Uncle."
Dylan Young saw she was insistent, so he could only carry all the things in one hand while holding her hand with the other.
As they passed by a store selling cosmetics, they had already walked past when he stopped. He remembered the women at home, each wishing they could bring back all the cosmetics in the world, spending so much money on their faces that it couldn't be counted. However, it seemed like Nell Harris rarely put things on her face.
Dylan Young turned around with Scarlett and went back.
Standing in front of the counter, looking at the dazzling array of cosmetics, Dylan's eyes were overwhelmed.
Dylan frowned, these... what on earth are all these things?
The clerk asked Dylan what he needed?
Dylan looked down and asked Scarlett: "Scarlett, what should we buy for your mother?"
