This laugh, along with the old grandma selling sugar-coated hawthorns, was tickled into laughter.
"This child is just too adorable."
Gu Chen also laughed heartily, "Children say the darndest things, children say the darndest things."
When she grows up, he must tell her all about how cute she was as a child.
The bright red hawthorns were arranged on a bamboo skewer by size, and at that time, the sugar-coated hawthorns were not nearly as large as the ones from old Beijing that came later.
There was no paper packaging, just five or six hawthorns strung on a skewer, covered with a thin layer of maltose, looking sparkling and translucent, very tempting.
The old lady gave Gu Chen two skewers, and he handed one to Tangtang and the other, turned around and gave it to Ji Pianran.
"I..."
Ji Pianran looked at the sugar-coated hawthorns in front of her, feeling somewhat embarrassed for no reason.
She was already so grown up, it seemed inappropriate to still eat sugar-coated hawthorns.