City (2)

"The pharmacy, I know where that is. It's at the intersection ahead, turn right. In that alley, there's a pharmacy, it's pretty big." This uncle who sold newspapers… after seeing Chen Meng'er's tender and cute face, his attitude unconsciously became a lot better as he answered. 

"Thank you, Uncle. Uncle, you're really nice." In this life, Chen Meng'er had long grasped the essentials of being liked as a child. That was to be sweet-mouthed. 

As soon as Chen Meng'er said these words. It was to coax the uncle who sold newspapers to smile. "Ah, you little girl, you're so cute. Your words are also so nice." 

Chen Ping, who was standing behind Chen Meng'er, memorized the address the uncle who sold newspapers said while listening to the person praise his daughter. He said proudly, "Sir, thank you."