Tian Sangsang returned to her usual spot, set down her bamboo basket and wicker tray, spread a clean white gauze cloth on the ground, and began arranging her goods.
The sun was still mild at this hour, its rays half-illuminating Tian Sangsang's plump figure. She supported her waist as she eased herself onto the ground.
Pedestrians passed by one after another. She thought she needed to save up quickly—buying a proper shop would surely be better than living like a street-side beggar. Raising her eyes in wistful thought, she saw a young man approaching her.
"Oh, you're here! Yesterday, I didn't see you, but today I waited here, and you indeed came." Xu Yiyuan's eyes carried a gentle smile. He approached her unhurriedly.
Tian Sangsang blinked nervously but steadied herself as she replied, "Sir, it's you again. Sorry, I don't do business on weekends."
