That day was yet another market day, and with the New Year fast approaching, it was a rare occasion to see a bit of sun. Madam Xie stayed home with Chuner to wash clothes and quilts, so they could welcome the New Year clean and refreshed.
Heading to town to sell river snails, only Xuexue and Big Bull were left.
Although the weather was cold, with the end of the year drawing near, there were still many people on the streets. Plus, it was not the first time for Xuexue and her snails, well-known for their good taste, so she had many repeat customers. By midday, the two buckets of cooked river snails had already been sold out.
"Xuexue, your business is really getting better and better," said Auntie Zhang, who sold jewelry next to them, enviously, as they began packing up before noon.
"Auntie, you only see the good side of my business, but not when we go to pick the snails, braving the freezing cold, rolling up our pants, and wading into the water with bare feet, it's so cold."
