"I certainly did see, but we're trying to be polite here, aren't we? It's not nice to enter someone's house without even saying hello," Sang Shen explained.
He felt somewhat uneasy under Tiantian's gaze, which regarded him as if he were a fool.
The elderly woman in the living room, who was watching TV, responded too, looking out, "Who are you guys? What do you want?"
"Ma'am, we're here to sell laundry detergent; it's only two yuan per bag. Do you need any?" Sang Shen asked, slowly moving closer with Tiantian, speaking in a friendly tone.
He also opened up the box in his hands to show the old lady.
The old grandma squinted her eyes, very cautious. Having learned a lot from recent anti-scam promotions, she knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
Laundry detergent for only two yuan a bag definitely smelled fishy, and this man was accompanied by a little girl—a sure sign of a repeat offender, knowing that a child could easily soften people's hearts.
