151. Fines and Relatives _1

At the corner of the market.

Mao Li and Sun Yanyan, who had just walked over, immediately stopped in their tracks before looking at the pickup truck with uncertainty:

"Yanyan, you have sharp eyes. Take a look, is it the police coming to collect fines?"

Sun Yanyan stretched her neck like a wild duck in the field to take a closer look, and sure enough, she saw the uniformed police officer with an unpleasant expression, who also took the money from Song Tan's hands.

"Most likely," she answered confidently:

"What can she do! Driving her scrappy little truck around every day, selling overpriced vegetables, recognizing only money, not people... If this were the past, my cousin's neighbor's son worked at the Urban Comprehensive Law Enforcement Bureau, I would have surely asked for a favor, put in a good word or two. But now..."

She snorted: "It's normal for those who make big money to look down on us poor relatives."