"Good! Good!" Pei Qin nodded in agreement, since she hadn't figured out what to sell next at the stall, she'd just stick with the sesame sauce flatbread stand for now!
Soon, September ended and October began.
The first day of October was the Cold Food Festival, and it was also the day of ancestral worship. Together with Qingming, the Double Third Festival, and the Ghost Festival, it was one of the four major traditional festivals dedicated to the deceased.
Today also happened to be the village market day, and Pei Qin did not set up her stall. Instead, she stayed at home to fry sweet potato balls, bake sesame sauce flatbreads, make dumplings, and cut a basket of paper money to take to the mountains of Back Mountain Village to pay respects to Lady Fang.
