Inside a large supermarket in Nanjiang…
Yan Wangchuan was pushing a shopping cart and following closely behind Song Fengwan. She was holding diapers and comparing them. The diapers they had used before were bought at the supermarket near the hospital, and there were fewer brands.
"Uncle Yan, do you think domestic products or foreign ones are better? The reviews online are all good," Song Fengwan asked.
"Let's go with domestic."
The Yan family's style was traditional and old-fashioned, and they basically used domestic products. Up until now, Old Madam Yan still used a domestic face cream that came in a traditional tin box.
"Okay, let's get some first." Song Fengwan threw a few packets of diapers into the shopping cart. She sized up Yan Wangchuan from time to time and kept feeling that he was strange too.
Not happy with a son?