The more the children cried, the more the mischievous kids relished their ice pops.
"Hey, Zhang San, you should tell your dad to work harder and win some cold-drink coupons! They don't cost anything—they're rewards from the factory. I heard there are dessert coupons too. It'd be a waste not to eat them!"
Another boy waved his ice cream bar in front of a child's face. "Li Si, it's not that I don't want to give you a taste. My mom says we have to be hygienic, and you can't share food that's already been in your mouth."
All at once, children ran home to their mothers demanding ice pops, and the air filled with the sounds of scolding and spanking.
