Upon hearing this, several children's eyes sparkled with excitement. Their families often made pickled vegetables, and they had grown weary of eating them every day. Now, learning that these same pickles they were so tired of could be traded for different food, they were naturally thrilled!
Even Wang Niu felt a tug of temptation after hearing this. After all, she was just a child, quick to heal and quicker to forget the pain, no longer remembering that they had been quarreling just moments ago. She blurted out, "Then, can we also exchange the vegetables from our home?"
Before Jiang Xia could respond, Jiang Gu stood up, "Our family does not wish to associate with those who gossip about others! You always bully people and spread bad words about us everywhere. We certainly do not want to praise your pickles!"
Wang Niu paid her no mind; Jiang Xia was the one speaking, and Jiang Gu had no say in this. She couldn't care less about Jiang Gu.