His uncle loved to read, so they used up a lot of kerosene.
After buying two large bags full of items, they finally left the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
"Yu Cheng, give me one bag," Su Wanyu said as she stretched out her hand, seeing that Yu Cheng was carrying things in both hands.
"No need, Aunt Wan, these two bags aren't that heavy, I can carry them myself."
"Okay then, if you get tired just say so, and we can take turns carrying them," Su Wanyu said, worried that Yu Cheng might tire himself out.
"Got it," Yu Cheng knew Su Wanyu was concerned about him, but for him, carrying this bit of stuff really wasn't a big deal.
Su Wanyu watched her daughter eating a popsicle, swinging back and forth as she walked ahead, and thought to herself how Yu Cheng really spoiled Mianmian, buying things for his uncle but also not forgetting to get her a popsicle.
