Xue Wufu was very sensitive when it came to Xue Yan and Jiang Yue's voices. Even if they were not shouting, he could still hear them from the carriage and was immediately delighted by the sound. "Whoa, you guys are here? Wait, let me send the popsicles over first."
He kept gesturing for them to stay where they were.
"Okay." Although Jiang Yue and Xue Yan had agreed, they still put away their folding stools and returned to their stalls after the carriage left.
"Why are you guys back?" When Xue Wufu saw them, he immediately jumped over. "It's so hot here. Do you want to eat popsicles? We've made a lot of them, and Hehua also made two buckets of sour plum juice. Do you want some?"
Xue Sifu smiled, "This sour plum juice is delicious. We haven't added the ice yet, quickly scoop some and drink it before it gets cold."