At the head of the market, a vendor was running an iron wok set over an oil drum, frying golden fried dough cakes. Ning Jie gently took Lin Yuezhi’s small hand and asked, "Should I buy you some fried dough cakes to eat?"
Lin Yuezhi leaned close to Ning Jie’s ear and whispered, "You want to eat them? I can fry some for you when we get back. His might not even taste good."
Ning Jie said, "You’ve worked hard all year, it would be nice to rest."
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