Xiaochun's expression was a bit blank.
In the past two years at Shan Hall, she had learned not to eat dirty things.
Moreover, unlike other little beggars, she had never begged on the streets.
"Mother, it's dirty..."
Wuya nodded, "Especially delicious, very sweet!"
Xiaochun's face lit up instantly: "Yeah, I think so too! Auntie Ji often says that when there's something tasty, you should share it, so I wanted to share it with Mother!"
The milk candy was really sweet.
Too sweet.
It was so sweet that every cell in Wuya's body felt cloying, sour, and astringent.
In this moment, she seemed to understand some things she had not known before.
But Xiaochun was unaware of her inner thoughts; looking at the dirty milk candy on the ground, she licked her lips: "Mother, can I eat the rest of the candy?"
Since Mother had eaten the dirty milk candy, it should be okay for her to eat it, too!
"No!" Wuya flatly refused, "You're a child, you can't eat dirty things!"
