Peaches costing seven or eight yuan per jin, truly delicious, bursting with juices, crisply snapping with each bite – sour yet sweet, Xue Yuantong effortlessly devoured 8 of them!
She was very polite and even returned the plastic bag the peaches came in.
Uncle Zhang was furious, lips pressed tightly, his jaw slightly lifted, his jowls tautly stretched – he never imagined that little Xue Yuantong could eat so much!
"Damn it!"
With a flick of his wrist, Uncle Zhang stormed off.
Behind him came Xue Yuantong's voice, "Jiang Ning, Uncle Zhang won't be angry now, right?"
Jiang Ning, "Don't worry, your Uncle Zhang is broad-minded, he wouldn't get angry over a few peaches."
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang almost couldn't catch his breath.
Xue Yuantong put the peach peels into the plastic bag, tying it tightly.
Black Back Wolf Dog, seeing this, stretched its head out, grabbed the bag in its mouth, ready to take it home, allowing it to return to its rightful place.
