Chapter 672: The Ugly Old Lady
Just as the couple was about to leave, the owner of the bun shop uncovered a steamer lid.
A delicious meaty aroma spread through the air.
These buns were truly fragrant, and Ivy and Alexander couldn't help but salivate.
Even though they had just eaten lunch not too long ago, the aroma of these buns was irresistible, making it difficult to take another step.
The bun shop owner said, "Freshly steamed meat buns, would you like to try a couple?"
"Sure, give us two!" Alexander took out his phone, ready to scan the code.
"How much does one cost?" Alexander casually asked.
"My buns are of good quality and are branded, so they are a bit expensive. The meat buns are eight dollars each, and the other buns are four dollars!" The bun shop owner said as he gave Alexander and Ivy a meat bun each.
When the buns were handed over to them, he generously said, "You introduced so many contestants to me, so I won't charge you for these two meat buns. Enjoy them while they're hot!"
"We appreciate it!" Alexander took the bun and was about to take a bite.
By chance, he saw an old lady with scars all over her face and half of her hairless head reaching her hand into the steamer.
"Cough!" Alexander coughed loudly.
The bun shop owner saw the ugly old lady trying to steal a bun and immediately became angry.
"Old lady, how could you do this? If you wanted a bun, you should have told me, and I would have given it to you. But instead, you reached into the steamer, which was seen by other customers. Who would dare to come and buy now?"
"I... I'm sorry, I'm just so hungry..." The old lady pitifully extended her dirty hand. "Please give me a bun..."
The bun shop owner felt both angry and helpless. He brought out a plastic bag, uncovered another steamer, and picked up two vegetable buns. "One bun is not enough. I'll give you two, go ahead and eat."
He thought the old lady would be grateful, but instead, she pointed at the meat buns and said, "I want to eat meat... I haven't had meat for many days..."
The bun shop owner couldn't take it anymore and snapped, "Old lady, you are crossing the line. You said you're a homeless old lady whose own children don't care about you. I gave you two vegetable buns, which is already considerate enough. But instead of being grateful, you are asking for meat buns. Do you know how expensive they are?"
Tears filled the old lady's ugly face, and she said, "I... I haven't eaten meat in years. Your meat buns smell so good. Can you please give me one to try... just one..."
"I'll give it to you!" Ivy immediately handed her meat bun to the old lady.
"Thank you... thank you, young lady..." The old lady gratefully accepted the bun.
As she lifted her head, she froze when she saw Ivy's face.
Ivy stared at the old lady, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The old lady's face was full of scars from burns, and half of her hair was clearly burned off in a fire.
Thinking of her biological mother, Scarlett, who was also disfigured in a fire, Ivy suddenly felt that this old lady could be her real mother!
To confirm, she wanted to touch the old lady's chest with her hand, just...
I have learned the truth.
Ivy transferred the energy of the river clam's Magic Pearl to her hand, and as she was about to touch the old lady's chest, the old lady suddenly dropped her steamed bun, covering her head, and said, "I don't know you, I don't know you!"
She quickly ran away.
Perhaps due to frequent escapes, she was accustomed to running, and the old lady ran incredibly fast.
"Don't run, wait for me!" Ivy chased closely behind.
Alexander didn't know why Ivy was chasing the old lady, but by the time he figured it out, they had already run far away, so he quickly got in the car to chase after them.
At an alleyway, Ivy stood there in confusion and helplessness, not knowing where the old lady had gone.
Alexander quickly got out of the car, "Ivy, where is the old lady?"
"I don't know, she ran too fast..."
Ivy threw herself into Alexander's embrace, crying, "Alexander, I have a strong feeling that she is my mother, but I can also sense that she is intentionally avoiding me. She clearly knows who I am, but doesn't want to acknowledge me. Why is that..."