As Yu Xiaolian and the group approached, she asked Sun Manbo, "Third Brother, why aren't Dongxue and Qiuxue riding in the carriage? They're so young."
When leaving Weicheng, Yu Xiaolian had mentioned that children under ten could ride in the carriage and didn't need to walk.
Upon departure, she had specifically checked and found there were fourteen children under ten, including those who were exactly ten.
The older ones all tried to squeeze into the carriage by all means, yet these two little ones were walking?
Sun Manbo felt embarrassed when questioned by Yu Xiaolian. Among so many brothers, his family didn't have a son, only two money-losing girls. He couldn't bear to let those money-losing girls ride such a fine carriage; they weren't destined for such luxury.
"Xiaolian, I saw the carriage already packed with people, so I didn't let them on.
They're not tired. It's only been a few hours, and besides, we just rested after lunch.
