At the tail end of summer, as she tidied up the mats, she thought of the saleswoman from the bamboo mat shop and remembered Grandma saying they needed a meditation cushion, so she decided to go to the bamboo mat shop to see if she could have a few cushions made to order.
But Meixin happened upon a coincidence; the bamboo mat shop had turned into an Agricultural Specialty Store, which now also sold sweet potatoes, and by an even greater stroke of fortune, they also sold meditation cushions. The only regret was that the saleswoman from last time was no longer there.
Another saleswoman, who looked somewhat similar to her, said she had gone off to study.
So she was still a student, thought Meixin, feeling somewhat downhearted when she learned this.
Although she didn't see the woman, the cushion she bought from that store was very good; not only was the design simple, but the grass material was also quite special. With a price of five hundred yuan each, they were still worth buying.
