An Guoqing's words, though a bit coarse, weren't wrong.
It wasn't just him; An Ning hadn't gone to the bathroom all morning either.
An Sancheng and the others who had gone to sell things all agreed. There were just so many people.
"Second Brother, will this stock last for two more market days?"
"Just about. I reckon we won't have enough to sell even on the market day of the twenty-seventh."
The family ate their noodles and chatted for a bit. After they finished, they all went back to their rooms to sleep.
For the next two days, the An family rested at home.
They just didn't expect that quite a few people from the village would still come to their house to buy New Year's couplets.
But even for the villagers, the price was the same. At most, they'd get a few extra pieces of candy when they bought some.
Over these two days, Lin Cuihua kept busy at home, washing, starching, and stretching the quilts.
It was An Ning's first time seeing quilts being prepared this way.
