The Pei siblings were also excited and thrilled beyond measure, looking over the silver note again and again.
"Alright, off to bed early! We won't be setting up a stall tomorrow, but we've got even more to do." Pei Qin put away the silver note and watered the slightly sprouted sweet potatoes twice.
The next morning, Pei Wendong took the zongzi and had just gone to find Feng Wei when, not much later, as dawn was breaking, Shen Songming got up and swaggered over to knock on the door.
Pei Qin, who hadn't slept well the night before, yawned as she got up.
Seeing her expressionless and sleepy face, the spirited Shen Songming felt a sudden pang of worry. She wouldn't have a temper when she woke up, would she? Her waking temper wouldn't involve hitting people, right? Was he again walking right into a beating?
Pei Qin let him into the house and sit down, then emerged from the outhouse, washed her face, got ready, and finally looked energized.
