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The children stayed inside the carriage. Two little heads leaned out of the windows, Yue Hong and Yue Xia, each responsible for one of the younger ones. The twins were ten years old, so there was no need to pay them much attention.

"Mom, what's that?" 

"That's a sugar sculpture. It's not tasty, and it's not very clean. They make it by blowing with their mouths, so their saliva sticks to it." 

"Oh, I won't eat that, then. What about this?"

"That's sticky rice cake. Mom knows how to make it, and it's even more delicious than what they make. Look at their hands, all dirty. Can you eat something like that?"

"I won't eat it."

Unintentionally, Qiao Mai seemed to be cultivating four little neat freaks. However, she was right. Food had to be clean, or they might get stomachaches.

"Mom, can't we get out and walk?" 

"We can't. There are too many people, and there are kidnappers around."

"Okay."