The parent, seeing the bespectacled parent's firm stance, got anxious and repeatedly said, "Come on, don't be like that. How about I treat you to something else? My kid is drooling just looking at it. Be kind, and share one skewer with us!"
"Uncle, just sell me one skewer, please, pretty please..." The little kid joined in with their pleading as well.
Finally.
Under the relentless persuasion of both child and parent, the bespectacled father reluctantly parted with a skewer of candied hawthorns, under the soulful gaze of his own child.
The father and child duo cherished their remaining portion, eating quickly like starving dogs fighting for food, all the while vigilant of their surroundings, afraid another "unexpected guest" might have designs on their hawthorn skewers.
The mother and child who were lucky enough to taste the hawthorns relished the sweet flavor, savoring every bite.
