"My husband even praised you, saying you have a revolutionary spirit!"
"You really are the bravest woman I've ever met!"
"...Are you heading out?"
"Yes, Auntie." Tian Sangsang truly had no clue who this person was, so she could only smile and reply politely. "Today's my son's birthday, I'm just heading out to shop, shop, shop."
"I just got back from outside. Here, take this taro. Don't bother buying taro later, make a taro soup instead."
Tian Sangsang took a look—it's fragrant taro, betel taro, a pretty decent variety. Last time she checked at the market, it was quite pricey given current prices.
"Auntie, I can't accept this!"
"Take it… go ahead, take it… it's my heartfelt gesture. Seriously, your singing is just too beautiful, it makes us feel totally relaxed and refreshed!" Without waiting for a response, the auntie stuffed the taro, now bagged, into her arms, leaving her no chance to escape.
