"Picking carrots, what's so special about that? Xiaojun, when does this family smoke? Grab two sticks!"
It was Grandpa Wang from the group speaking, an old smoker. Secretary Xiaozu smiled subtly and said, "Smoking depends on Grandpa Song... Well, Grandpa Wang, if you don't need it, you don't have to pick. Brother Xiaoli, since there's nothing much on this mountain, why don't you pick one carrot to try?"
Brother Xiaoli, who was beside Grandpa Wang, grinned broadly, showing off his bright, white teeth. "Alright!"
With that, everyone opened their respective room doors. The house didn't have the air conditioning on, so it was chilly inside. However, the overall temperature was slightly better than the Imperial City. Everyone quickly tidied up their luggage, put on padded cotton pants and thick boots!
"Oh my!" Lao Zhu exclaimed with delight, "These forty-yuan pants are actually pretty warm!"
