Early in the morning, as Zhang Guoqing's biological clock rang, he woke up without waking his wife. After confirming the time, he closed his eyes and sorted out the tasks that still needed arranging today.
After a while, he felt some movement and said with a chuckle, "I've been awake for a while. Seeing you tired, I wanted to let you sleep a bit more. Are you sure you still want to go to the morning market?"
Zhou Jiao rubbed her eyes, lifted the blanket, got up, and laughed, "You scared me! I thought I overslept. Let's go! Grandma Jiang said that early in the morning at Eight Immortals Bridge, there are people pushing carts selling hairy crabs and knife fish. I want to see if there are any specialties from here that we don't have in the Northeast. After this year, even if we come again, it won't be easy to buy them."
