Shen Qinglan laughed, "Pick the big ones."
She had just cracked open a few with a stone; each one was plump and tender, which would taste great when grilled.
Duan Yunfei looked at Shen Qinglan and smiled, "You and Miss Du go check on the children. Junyan and I will do the picking."
Shen Qinglan looked around and finally nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you."
It was not until dusk that they were ready to return to the farmhouse.
The two children, who had been playing wild all day, were now sweetly asleep on the backs of Le Zhao and Xuan Ying.
Duan Yunfei and Fu Junyan each carried a basket of oysters, while Shen Qinglan and Du Bingxue walked alongside them.
The sea breeze swept through them, bringing a slight chill.
Back at the farmhouse, after settling the children, they began to process the oysters.
After borrowing some ingredients from the nearby fishermen, that night, Shen Qinglan started preparing grilled oysters for everyone.
