The crowd dispersed when the sun disappeared out of sight from the sky.

The stall was left with racks and several clothes.

Li Aizhen couldn't believe that the three large woven polypropylene bags of clothes were almost sold out in a afternoon.

"Xiao Wan, am I dreaming?"

Xia Wan carefully put away the change bag on her back, swallowed hard to clear her burning throat, and whispered,

"Pack your things quickly. We're going home ...