There were not many people in the market in the afternoon. Some vegetable stalls closed their stalls early and went home, leaving only stalls selling small commodities and fruits.

This is very much in line with Fu Ya's wishes.

The little guy held Song Zhiwei's hand and looked around, his big eyes shining with obvious interest.

She is neither noisy nor fussy, and even if there is something she likes, she will not ask for it. At most, she will keep her eyes on it for a ...