Liu Xiaomei thought it over and had to agree, finally cheering up.
Juhua wanted to go in the spring. She yearned to see the charm of a riverside town shrouded in a silky spring drizzle. 'Wouldn't it be brimming with an ancient, timeless beauty?'
The two began to imagine what would be for sale at the Xiatang Market come spring. They weren't talking about goods in the established shops, but what the villagers themselves might bring to sell.
Juhua laughed. "It would be great if someone was selling fruit tree saplings—it'd be cheap to buy some to plant back home. Say, do you think anyone will be selling sheep? I'd love to raise one."
Liu Xiaomei chuckled. "Don't go looking for more trouble! Your family has enough to deal with already. If you start raising a sheep, won't you be even busier?" Juhua had to admit she was being a bit greedy.
