Yan Kai thought for a moment, deciding to keep this matter from his father. Anyway, the plan was unlikely to succeed, making her understand this thoroughly could also be a relief, and she could find an average family to marry into.
Sun Chan sold fruit for two more days. Business was average; the persimmons sold out, but the apples looked a bit wilted. Fortunately, they were just leftovers and were sold off cheaply at five yuan for three jin overnight. Finally, everything was sold.
She pushed her cart home. It was already the end of the year, nights came early, and it started to snow lightly. The road wasn't easy to walk on, and the alley where Sun Chan lived was somewhat secluded, so she walked quickly. Somehow, she felt someone was following her, which made her nervous, worrying someone might be trailing her.
