Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Luna looked down and saw that the bundle in her hand was indeed a three-yuan bundle of small rice dumpling leaves.

She: "..." Kids these days will retaliate?

She handed the palm leaf back: "Auntie wants the five-yuan kind."

Tongtong quickly switched to a different bundle, then flashed a standard, business-like sweet smile:

"Thank you, Auntie! Goodbye, Auntie! Come again next time!"

Luna stood up, took two steps, and then stopped.

She turned around and said in a low voice:

"Sweetie, please don't tell anyone about Auntie buying bamboo leaves from you, okay?"

Tongtong blinked, her little hand already instinctively reaching out.

Luna: "..."

She silently took out another dollar.

Tongtong took it, beaming, "Don't worry, Auntie! Tongtong's got a tight tongue!"

Luna, clutching the bamboo leaves, left the stall with unsteady steps.

After walking a dozen meters, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, raised her hand, and gently slapped herself twice.

"Luna, Luna, you big idiot!"

She cursed herself under her breath, "I've lived most of my life, and I've been completely fooled by a three-year-old! How can I face anyone after this?"

After she finished cursing, she couldn't help but look back one last time.

The little dumpling was still calling out in its childish voice, "Bamboo leaves, bamboo leaves, fresh bamboo leaves~"

Someone else squatted down next to us at some point and was asking the price.

Luna stopped and watched from a distance.

Then she saw the man squat there, say a few words to Xiao Tuanzi, take out money, take the bamboo leaves, stand up, and leave with a subtle expression.

Luna couldn't help but smile.

Ha, another sucker.

She quickly walked over and stopped the man: "Hey, brother, how much did you pay for those bamboo leaves you just bought?"

The man looked up at her, his face wary: "What do you want?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking," Luna said with a grin. "How much did you buy it for?"

The man paused for two seconds, then whispered, "Six yuan."

Luna was taken aback: "Six yuan? Isn't it five yuan a bundle?"

The man's face visibly turned red.

He looked down at the bamboo leaves in his hand, then at Luna, and suddenly realized something: "You were tricked too?"

Luna's smile froze on her face.

Looking at her subtle expression, the man suddenly smiled, a smile of relief: "So I'm not the only one."

Luna: "..."

The man held the bamboo leaf in front of his face and walked away quickly, muttering to himself, "So embarrassing, so embarrassing..."

Luna stood there, watching his figure disappear into the crowd.

Then she couldn't help but laugh, clutching her stomach.

"Hahaha!!!"

As she laughed, she suddenly remembered that she was also one of the "suckers," and her laughter stopped abruptly.

She looked down at the bamboo leaves in her hand, then glanced at the small figure still calling out from afar, her expression complex.

After a long while, she sighed and muttered softly, "Oh well, a dollar for some fun isn't a bad deal."

After saying that, she realized her words weren't very convincing, shook her head, and walked away with the bamboo leaves in her arms.

In the distance, more and more people were gathering in front of Tongtong's stall.

"Is this the child?"

"Yeah, yeah, I heard they're really shrewd; they just tricked several people..."

"Really?"

"Try it if you don't believe me!"

"Let's give it a try!"

"Go ahead, go ahead, but remember to bring enough money."

Tongtong was completely unaware that she had become a legendary figure in the market. She still sat upright on her small stool, with a sweet smile on her face, greeting each customer in her childish voice.

"Uncle, do you want to buy some bamboo leaves for making zongzi? Fresh ones, please!"

"Auntie, this costs five yuan!"

"Cheap? No way, Tongtong is so tired from hiking..."

"Suffering a loss is a blessing? Then give that blessing to your older sister!"

"Discount? After the discount, a bundle is six yuan!"

More and more people came, and more and more people asked questions. Before she knew it, she had sold out of all the bamboo leaves she used to make zongzi.

She looked down at her empty basket, then looked up at the huge crowd in front of her, her little face full of confusion.

"Huh?" She scratched her head. "Where are the bamboo leaves?"

Nearby, Mo Ye's lychees were also snapped up by a crowd of people who were just buying some as well.

In less than two hours, everything was sold out, and the place returned to its deserted state.

Tongtong squatted on the small stool, completely unaware of the desolation around her.

She lowered her head, her two chubby little hands carefully taking money out of the small pocket in front of her overalls, one bill at a time.

"One dollar... two dollars... five dollars..." she counted softly, spreading the banknotes out, folding them neatly, stacking the coins into a pile, and then carefully dividing them into several groups.

Mo Ye and He Wanqing stood to the side, neither of them urging her, just watching quietly.

The sunlight fell on her small figure, making the two little tufts on her head look fluffy.

After counting three times, Tongtong finally raised her head, revealing her signature little teeth, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled: "Mommy, Daddy! Tongtong earned so much money!"

Mo Ye squatted down and reached out to rub her little head: "Tongtong is so amazing."

He Wanqing also squatted down and kissed her on her chubby cheek:

"Tongtong is much better than her mother. When we were that age, all she knew was to ask for money to buy candy!"

"Giggle giggle..." Tongtong laughed so hard she swayed, her two little pigtails bobbing up and down.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly remembered something, looked down at the money in several piles in front of her, then looked up at her parents, and her expression became serious.

"Mom and Dad," she said, stretching out her chubby little hand and pointing to the piles of money, "Tongtong earned a total of one hundred and fifty-six yuan! Four yuan of it was hush money!"

Mo Ye was taken aback: "You still remember hush money?"

"Of course I remember!" Tongtong proudly puffed out her little chest. "It was given to me by my uncle and aunt!"

He Wanqing couldn't help but laugh.

Then Tongtong stretched out her little hand and began to distribute the items:

"Mom and Dad, you each have thirty-nine yuan, Great-Grandma has thirty-nine yuan, and Tongtong has thirty-nine yuan!"

As she spoke, she stuffed two piles of money into Mo Ye and He Wanqing's hands.

Mo Ye was taken aback for a moment, then quickly pushed it back: "Tongtong earned it herself, she should keep it. We don't need this from Dad and Mom."

"No, no!" Tongtong shook her head like a rattle-drum, stubbornly stuffing the money into their pockets with her two little hands.

"Mom and Dad worked so hard too! Accompanying Tongtong hiking, helping Tongtong sell zongzi leaves, and Mom and Dad also had to earn money!"

That little face, so stubborn and earnest, was just like a kitten that was possessive of its food but insisted on sharing it.

Mo Ye and He Wanqing exchanged a glance, both seeing a gentle smile in each other's eyes.

"Okay," Mo Ye stopped refusing and put the money in his pocket. "Then thank you, Tongtong, Mom and Dad."

He Wanqing took the money, then bent down and kissed Tongtong on the forehead again: "Tongtong is such a good baby."

Tongtong looked happily at the remaining pile of money in front of her—thirty-nine yuan, it was hers!

She carefully folded the money and was about to put it in her pocket when she suddenly remembered something and stopped.

"Dad," she looked up, a hint of confusion on her face, "Tongtong bought snacks to share with her friends, and it cost over thirty yuan..."

Mo Ye nodded: "Yes, I bought it."

"Money is so hard to earn..." Tongtong looked down at the thirty-nine yuan in her hand, then thought about how much she had already spent, and her little mouth pouted slightly. "Money goes by so fast..."