But for some reason, she remembered last night when she wanted to buy star fruit to thank Jiang Ning and them, who would have thought the taste of that fruit was so unique.
Even someone as frugal as her found it hard to swallow.
She simply had no face to face Jiang Ning and the others.
Xue Chuchu saw the fruit stand by the roadside, and the water in her eyes flowed. Finally, she made a decision: 'Buy fruit again.'
She released the throttle, the speed of the electric scooter slowly decreased, and finally stopped in front of the stall.
The vehicle for transporting goods at this fruit stand was a tricycle with a cargo compartment, so there were several kinds of fruit.
After observing, Xue Chuchu pointed to the pile of oranges and asked: "Boss, are these oranges not sour?"
The fruit stand owner was a middle-aged uncle, with a somewhat weathered appearance, wearing a gray-white work uniform, smiling very friendly.
