Xiao Li reluctantly looked back at the old man.
The elder gave Xiao Li an encouraging look, forcing her to bite the bullet and ask, "Um, could you sell me this cotton candy?"
"But my child really likes this cotton candy." The woman's expression changed, clearly displeased.
Xiao Li gritted her teeth, crouched down, and said to the little girl, "Little girl, do you see that elderly man? He's my grandfather and he suffers from Alzheimer's disease, which is senility. He really wants your cotton candy, could you sell it to me?"
"That grandpa does look rather foolish and pitiful. Mom, may I give the cotton candy to the elderly man?" the kind-hearted little girl asked her mother.
The woman, initially unhappy, showed a touch of affection upon hearing her daughter's innocent words and patted the girl on the head, "Yes, Nannan, take it to Grandpa, you're a good girl."
