Lady Fang led Si Ya and Pei Wendong in gathering a pile of dry firewood. The small cave was also lined with thick straw, and stones of various sizes were piled up at the entrance of the cave, where they anxiously waited for Pei Qin and San Ya.
Seeing the two return, Lady Fang hurried over to receive them. "What's wrapped up here?"
"Mom! These are the wild persimmons that my elder sister and I picked! There's still a pile halfway up the mountain, we couldn't carry it all! If we take them to the market tomorrow, we can make some money!" San Ya excitedly explained to Lady Fang.
Lady Fang's eyes filled with acid tears as she quickly took the bundle and carried it into the small cave. "Rest for a while before going to get the rest!"
"Can you make baskets?" Pei Qin asked Lady Fang, setting down the wild persimmons.
Lady Fang looked at the wild persimmons wrapped in clothing and nodded. "I'm not very good at it."
