He always remembered what she said
"Hey, kid, stop right here."
"Hey kid, why are you always pretending to be cool?"
"You finish your meal, you waste food and lose your fortune."
In the memory, she always hit him on the head and she was cruel to him, but for some reason, she always felt sweet in her heart.
This may be the taste of love.
It's just that I don't know what some people will think about this love. . .
She is always shouting to go home. The most hateful thing is that she has an "uncle" rival in love.