Ten Dollars

"Are you selling glutinous rice flour?"

"Yes, yes. We have to sell it so that we can have money to buy food," An An quickly explained.

The man nodded,

"Alright, I'll buy it. Where is it?"

The two little fellows looked at each other happily,

"This way, uncle. This way, this way."

...

When An An and Xinxin brought the customers back to the stall, Shi Tou and Yuer had also brought theirs. Their customer was a young auntie who had been taking pictures with her phone.

When she saw An An and Xinxin, she cried out in surprise,

"My God, are you An An?"

An took two steps back before nodding,

"Yes, I'm. Do you know me?"

But why didn't she recognize this auntie?

The young woman exclaimed in surprise,

"I'm a fan of your father. I've seen your photo on Facebook."

A fan of the father?

So that's how it was!

"Hello, auntie. Are you here to buy glutinous rice flour as well?"