Gu Yuanfeng quickly straightened her up. "Be a good girl, Chuncao. If you don't carry the quilt, we'll catch a cold at night.
"You carry it first. When you get tired, Mom will take over."
He Chuncao felt her shoulders and found it wasn't too heavy. "Then Mom, remember to help me carry it later."
Gu Yuanfeng gave a perfunctory nod. As a result, the bundle never left He Chuncao's shoulders for the rest of the journey.
"Tuping, how about we put your brother on the cart and push him?" Although the old ox was gone, the ox cart was still there.
He Tiping shook his head. "Mom, it's all mountain roads up there. The cart won't be able to move at all. We have to abandon it here. We'll have to rely on ourselves to carry everything."
"Oh, my heavens! How are we going to survive this..."
