You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1919: A Happy Family

On their way home, Anderson saw a small handcart by the roadside with the words "Watermelon Ice" written on it. He knocked on the car window, "Can we stop for a moment?"

The car slowed down, and Aaron pulled over to the side of the road.

Joyce embraced Anderson, looked in the direction he was gazing, and asked, "What's up?"

Anderson pointed to the small cart outside, "They're selling watermelon ice by the roadside, and I want to have some."

"Chuckle," Joyce laughed, "You had a lot for dinner. Are you hungry again?"

Turning around, Anderson replied, "Dinner was a bit too much. I suddenly feel like having some watermelon ice."

"Can we eat stuff from the roadside? What if it's not clean?" Luther questioned. He never ate from street vendors. "We have a fruit platter at home with all kinds of fruit. Or if there's something specific you want, we can ask Aaron to get it when we get home."

"But I want this," Anderson insisted rarely.

"Okay," Joyce gently patted his head. "Alright, since you want it, let's get out now."

Although Luther was not very willing, he still got out of the car and opened the back door for them.

Anderson jumped out of the car and ran towards the watermelon ice stand by the roadside, stopping in front of it.

The vendor was a woman in her fifties, her skin dark in the night, with deep wrinkles on her face, showing the marks of time.

"Little kid, it's hot weather. Do you want a bowl? It's very cheap, only $15. Our watermelons are home-grown, and the ingredients are all homemade. It's natural, organic, healthy, and hygienic." The vendor enthusiastically promoted her watermelon ice.

On a summer night without breeze, the air was sweltering.

of cooling ice

making a face that clearly

him slightly, signaling him not to spoil Anderson's mood.

one," Joyce handed

took the money and started working. She scooped out the ice from a large pot, added freshly cut

you want some nuts? Any allergies to peanuts or the

everything is

to Anderson,

okay, I'll stand and eat," Anderson shook his head, took a spoonful of ice, and ate heartily. It was refreshingly cool and delicious. Being cooped up

Is it good?" Joyce asked

too," Anderson scooped a spoonful and fed

lit up, "It's really good, give me

"You're pregnant, and ice is cold. What if it upsets your

Who says pregnant women can't have cold

Luther, "..."

when pregnant. It's appetizing and refreshing. When I was pregnant, it was summer, and I had a bowl every day without fail. The children I gave birth to have such clear skin, not like my old

spoke, she prepared another bowl of ice and handed it to

my sister too," Anderson had already

family, you're really blessed," the vendor said happily upon hearing about Anderson's sister and his mother's pregnancy. "Sir, do you want one too? What about

1 free, I'll

hundred-dollar bill, "One for each person, plus one to go. Keep the

vendor happily took the money

the car and

should have

smiled

when they were tense. Even Aaron breathed a sigh of relief

the ice was handed to Luther, his expression

You look so repelled. It really tastes good. Don't underestimate street vendors; they often represent traditional craftsmanship. I grew up eating these, and I