The plump waiter was taken aback; their restaurant only steamed thirty pork buns in total each day, and they had not even opened for business yet. She had not expected this little girl to buy them all up in one go. Whose daughter was she? Why would she carry so much money with her?
Nevertheless, she quickly gave Tian Sisi the change and wrapped up the buns in paper, all the while smiling and reminding her to be careful of the heat. In her view, this little girl must come from a family that was either rich or noble; her parents certainly must be remarkable people, and therefore, she should be treated with great care.
Right there and then, Tian Sisi handed four buns to Donghua and urged them to eat quickly. Seeing that Tian Sisi wasn't eating, Jianguo would not eat either. Donghua then said, "Brother Jianguo, you eat first. My sister doesn't like to eat pork buns; she didn't eat them last time either."
