The backpack wasn't found, there were no travel bags in this house.
However...
Zhao Yu picked up two colorful children's backpacks from the sofa and asked, "Which one do you want? Although the capacity isn't big, it's quite light, not much of a burden."
Mu Qiu closed her eyes, swallowed her words of refusal, and said with difficulty, "Can you cover it with a plastic bag?"
She really didn't want to walk around with an Ultraman or Snow White backpack, it was too embarrassing.
Zhao Yu put down the two backpacks: "Are you annoying or what? So many demands, take it or leave it."
"...I'll take it. I want the Ultraman one."
Then both of them endured the embarrassment and put on the kindergarten kids' backpacks. One carried a bag of dried seaweed, and the other a bag of used tissues.
They were so poor and destitute that even half a pack of tissues was cherished immensely.
After raiding two rooms on the third floor, they prepared to go to another floor.
