In the early morning, Qin Yao, who had only slept at midnight, got up when she heard the roosters crowing in the village.
She tidied up a bit, grabbed the two drawings she had stayed up making, and prepared to head out.
Second Lang poked a small head out of the room, looked around, and, not seeing his father, whispered, "Auntie."
Qin Yao was about to step out the door when she heard the low call from behind. She turned around and asked in confusion:
"Why are you up so early?"
He wasn't usually so eager for morning exercise.
Clearly, the little guy wasn't up for exercise; he had something else on his mind.
He clutched his chest, ran over, and took out eight cents from his pocket, asking if she was going to Lower River Village and if she could buy something for him.
There was also a peddler in Lower River Village, offering a wider variety of goods than Liu Huolang's.
"What do you want to buy?" Qin Yao asked with an amused smile.
