In the old lady's eyes, Shen Qiuhua was still very young, about the same age as her children. That was why the old lady called Shen Qiuhua "kid."
Most villagers were simple and unadorned, so Shen Qiuhua would not refuse to answer whenever someone spoke to her. She said, "These aren't peanuts, ma'am."
"What are you doing at the oil mill if those aren't peanuts?" The old last was curious since Shen Qiuhua had many filled-up sacks on the oxcart.
"These are rapeseed," Shen Qiuhua patiently explained, "We can use these to extract oil, similar to peanuts."
The old lady did not know what rapeseed was or had ever heard of it. She was puzzled. "Since you can get oil from rapeseed, can you also get oil from other things?"
The queue members heard this and said, "I've only heard that peanuts can produce oil. That's why we gather peanuts to get oil. You're not from around here, are you, miss?"
