Yu Xiaolian lowered her head to pack pastries for the scholar, catching a glimpse out of the corner of her eye of that aunty who was pushed and wanted to argue with the woman, but was forcefully dragged away by her young son.
After that, Yu Xiaolian's stall was never quiet, selling one portion of pastries after another, until the government officer at the exam venue entrance rang the assembly bell, Yu Xiaolian finally found some respite.
There were still some pastries left unsold on the cart. On her way home, passing through the market, Yu Xiaolian stopped her cart next to Aunt Ge's stall, planning to holler for a bit more.
Wearing a mask, Aunt Ge didn't recognize her at first, but once she removed it and Aunt Ge saw who she was, she immediately leaned in conspiratorially to tell Yu Xiaolian that something big might be happening in Yangcheng soon.
"Something big?" She hadn't heard anything!
