"Oh, a verification is needed," He Aimin glanced at Lin Nianhe then turned to Yang Daniu, "Daniu, my fountain pen is at home. Run and fetch it for me."
"Alright!"
Yang Daniu's eyes were still red, but he appeared cheerful, his energy completely different from before, showing no signs of the depression that comes with emptying one's savings.
He ran off into the rising sun with big strides.
He Aimin, hands behind his back, watched Yang Daniu for a while then turned to ask Lin Nianhe, "Miss Lin, tell me the truth, how much is this hearing aid really worth?"
Lin Nianhe turned to look at him, eyes full of innocence, "Twenty yuan."
He Aimin rolled his eyes, "Daniu might be naive, but do you think I'm a fool too? This is for ears, how could it only cost as much as a city worker's monthly salary?"
Lin Nianhe tentatively asked, "Then, twenty-five?"
He Aimin: "..."
