When Michelle Fuller heard the little girl, she wasn't happy. "Hey, you can't talk like that, kid. We're just concerned about you."
"That's right. Who said we weren't buying any? I'll take them all." Sean Fuller gave a grand wave of his hand. "Tell me how much it is."
Hearing this, a look of excitement spread across the little boy's gaunt face. "Really? You're going to buy all of them?"
"That's right." Sean Fuller nodded, his tone growing a little more serious. "Once you sell out, you go back to school, understand?"
The little boy furrowed his brow and muttered, "But Dad won't let me and my sister go to school."
The little girl shushed him. "Stop talking and start bagging the pomegranates."
The brother and sister filled four bags with pomegranates, which weighed out to forty-eight pounds.
The little girl looked at Sean Fuller and called out, "Sir, it's forty-eight pounds total. At five yuan a pound, that comes to two hundred and forty yuan."
