That evening, Gu'er went home and told her adoptive father, Zhou Mazi, about the matter.
But she didn't specify what she would be doing. She just said a family was having a wedding and needed some help, so they had asked her to lend a hand.
Zhou Mazi didn't say anything after hearing this.
He knew in his heart that the wild vegetables weren't selling anymore. The money Gu'er had been giving him these past few days was getting smaller and smaller; today, she had only brought back twenty cents. Zhou Mazi wasn't satisfied, but he understood it couldn't be helped. Fresh vegetables were coming into season, so no one would be eating wild ones anymore. Besides, there wasn't much variety left to pick. They really couldn't be sold.
'It's good that Gu'er found a job helping someone out. Even though it's not as much as the several dozen cents she usually brings me, fifty cents for two days is still pretty good. Too bad it's not a long-term thing.'
