There was a lake outside Huang Yang Town. It was full of lotus and they stretched for more than ten miles.
It was a pity that the lotus this season were already very old. They were not as tasty as when they were young and tender.
Lu Sheng passed by the lake on a horse carriage. In the horse carriage, besides Lu Jiang and Lu Xin, there were two other village elders selling eggs.
The carriage stopped at the downtown area quickly, and two elders alighted from the carriage, carrying their baskets.
"Thank you, Lu Sheng. Since we're here, go and do what you're supposed to do."
"When will you two grandmas return to the village?" Lu Sheng asked.
Both of them were amiable elders in Liu Yue Village. Although they were already in their sixties, they were still very hardworking.
They would either work in the fields, collect wood from the mountains, or sell eggs.
Lu Sheng did not mind picking them up when she returned.
