“Ada, don’t push me. I can’t see it.” Ling Maomao stood in front of the dough figurines stall. He stared at the stall’s owner kneading dough figurines. The big dog, Ada, also stood close to him and looked at it excitedly, wagging its tail. Holding sugar-coated haws on sticks in each hand, Ling Zhang looked at Ling Maomao’s and Ada’s ...