The young man also took a fancy to the hairpin and took out a pack of American biscuits from his bag.

This is the same hard currency as the US dollar.

The old woman selling hairpins shook her head slyly.

The young man took out another pack of biscuits, opened it, took out five pieces from it, and said in local dialect: "There are only so many."

The old woman immediately took the biscuit and handed the hairpin to the young man.

Seeing that her beloved things were bought by others, Sarni felt disappointed.

What might be the solution?

Yesterday, she begged Dillon if he could give her some food so that she could exchange for her favorite hairpin, but Dillon refused.

In Dillon's opinion, it is simply stupid to exchange such precious food for a beautiful but useless hairpin.

With endless disappointment, Sarni had no intention of shopping anymore.

"Hey."

Just when she was about to go back, the young man suddenly caught up with her.

"You, what's the matter with you?" Sarni couldn't help but take a step back.

"this is for you."

The young man handed the hairpin in his hand to Sarni.

Sarni was stunned.

What does it mean?

The young man smiled and said: "I saw you yesterday, and you have been looking at this card. Today, you are here again, so I bought it and gave it to you."

"No, no, I can't have it." Sarni said quickly.

"I have no ill intentions, believe me." The young man continued: "It's just that you look a lot like my sister, very, very much. I am an overseas Chinese, and my name is Meng Zhejun!"
Chapter completed!