Finally, Cheng Jia bounced happily back to the camp. Mr. Cheng saw him and scolded, "Brother Jia, why are you jumping? Don't you know your foot is injured? Doesn't it hurt? If it gets worse and you can't walk, don't cry!"
Cheng Jia giggled foolishly, ignoring his dad's reprimand, not bothering to explain anything, just grinning happily, making people worry that he might have gone silly.
The brother and sister exchanged a knowing look, feeling like they were the only sober ones in a world of drunks.
That day, it was Cheng Sicheng, Hu Yixiu, and Cheng Yongtian's turn to be in charge of the team's safety.
They all went to the other side of the mountain. Cheng Genzi was very excited; under the snow lay a few Sandalwood Trees, much to the delight of him and his teammates.
A few big men surrounded the large sandalwood trees, each over ten meters tall, excitedly caressing the trunks as if they were treasures, handling them cautiously like children.
