Lin Qingmu picked up a slice and bit into it directly.
The apple was both sweet and juicy, satisfying enough to make his eyes squint.
"Sweet!" he praised.
Lin Qingshan was much more refined in his eating, but he also ate half in one go.
"Hmm, indeed very sweet, Tangtang, where did you buy these apples? They couldn't be from the supply and sales cooperative, right?" he asked, his eyes filled with doubt.
There was an unmistakable concern in the depths of his eyes.
The smile on Lin Tang's face didn't fade, it even grew deeper.
"Big brother can't think I got these from the black market, can he?"
She shook her head with a laugh, "The black market wouldn't have something this good."
Lin Qingshan looked at Lin Tang, meeting her clear, pretty, and obviously feigning ignorance dark eyes, and felt a little helpless.
"As long as you know what you're doing."
If she didn't want to talk about it, that was fine, as long as his sister wasn't doing anything dangerous.