Xinyan noticed Uncle had mistaken her for a bad person, so she smiled and said, "Uncle, don't you recognize me? I bought two jujube saplings from your stall at the town market in Shang'an Town before."
The old uncle listened but still couldn't remember, although he did sell jujube saplings at the town market. It seemed he truly was old, unable to recall things.
Xinyan realized the old uncle still didn't recognize her, and she was suddenly aware that she was made up, so it was quite normal for him not to recognize her.
However, she wasn't bothered by this. Anyway, the old uncle brought a lot of jujube saplings that day. Next time, if she could meet him in her usual appearance, it wouldn't affect their conversation.
Now, the old uncle wasn't as wary of Xinyan as before, "Getting older, memories fade away. Miss, do you need anything?"
Xinyan smiled and said, "I overheard you talking about setting up a stall, so I wanted to see if there's anything I need."
