Naturally, Jiang Tingxu had no idea what was happening on the set.
The taxi had already arrived at the entrance of the shop. Mother and son got off the car one after the other, and saw the long line at the entrance.
This was the first time the little one had seen such a situation. He could not help but ask:
"Jiang Tingxu, are they all here to eat fish? "
"Yes, that's right. "
Immediately, the little man's face scrunched up:
"There are so many people. It must be very delicious. But Ningning's stomach would be flat from hunger by the time it's our turn. "
Jiang Tingxu was amused by her son's childish words. Grabbing the little man's hand, she then joined the line.
"Don't worry. We won't wait for long. For the sake of eating delicious food, we'll put in some effort. That's fair, isn't it? "
Was it?
Although he was a little doubtful, he decided to believe Jiang's words, since she was the one saying them.
