It was not until after four in the afternoon, when it'd become dark and hard to see, that the flow of people gradually lessened, and Shen Yunfang and her companions began packing up to head home.
By the time they got home, Mu Huazhen had finished work, and the women went to cook, the men unloaded the car, and the children rested.
It wasn't until after six in the evening that they finally had their dinner.
"Yunfang, why did you agree to sell it to that young man for so cheap this year? Are we losing money on this?" Li Xianglian had been dwelling on this all afternoon, and now that they were home with no outsiders around, she finally voiced her question.
Mu Huazhen and Ma Liguo wore expressions of 'what are you talking about', necessitating Shen Yunfang kindly to fill them in on the afternoon's encounter with the young man wanting to wholesale spring couplets.
