"Eat slowly, don't choke."
In a lamb bun shop, Long Yue looked at the mother and son devouring their food and gently shook her head.
How many times has it been? In a previous life perhaps, when she was down and out, she ate buns like this.
And almost choked herself to death.
The memories are distant now, yet the feeling remains vivid, so she advised them.
"Ah, thank you Madam, thank you Madam!"
The woman realized her eating manners were unsightly, embarrassed, and quickly stopped.
She looked at Long Yue, hesitating to speak.
"What's wrong? If you have something to say, just go ahead and say it."
Long Yue smiled. This woman, about the same age as her, yet so humble, made her feel sad.
"Madam, are you... do you want a child?"
"Hmm?"
Long Yue was startled, a child? What does she mean? They aren't thinking of having a child, are they?
Then, the woman said eagerly, "Madam, if your household lacks a child, then... then take my Bao'er away!"
