"It's all stuff from when I was a kid, I've forgotten about it." Zhengzheng put the items she chose on the cashier counter, where there happened to be a Transformers toy, seemingly new inventory that hadn't been put on display yet—the clerk was checking the list to price it.
"If you like it, buy it." Nan Zhan reached for the Transformers and tossed it into the shopping basket.
Zhengzheng said, "My sister doesn't permit me to accept things from others; you should put it back."
In the end, she's still a child. Despite saying that, her eyes lingered yearningly on the Transformers.
"I'm buying it for myself to play with; can she control that?" Nan Zhan thought to himself, I'm not just anybody, I'm your…
"Big brother, although my sister's IQ isn't as high as ours, she's not an idiot either. Your excuse is too…"
Jian Si, who was cooking, sneezed twice. Touching her reddened ear, she murmured, "Somebody must be speaking ill of me, just don't let me hear it."
