When Wen Nan went to find Lv Xiaohong, he had already arranged for Guan Ailin to sit on a small stone bench at the edge of the small square, instructing her not to go far and to ensure she remained within his line of sight.
Guan Ailin was soon attracted by the small stalls laid out on the sidewalk beside her.
She got up from the stone bench, walked to the nearest stall, crouched down, and stared intently at a neatly arranged row of socks, observing them for a long time.
The street vendor had been squatting on the other side eating a box lunch. Seeing Guan Ailin's keen interest, he immediately put down the lunch and grinned at her,
"Pretty lady, feel free to choose. Two yuan for one pair, five yuan for three pairs."
Guan Ailin was stunned. She lifted her head and widened her eyes, looking at the vendor as if unable to comprehend his words. After pondering for a while, she pointed to the socks in front of her and asked, "These... are actually... items for sale?"
