Zhao Cheng carried Zhao Zhitong's small bundle, allowing her to walk lightly at the very front, hopping and skipping. Qiao Muchen followed closely behind her, while Wei Shulan and Zhao Yue walked side by side behind him. Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu brought up the rear, watching over the children to prevent them from getting lost.
Along the way, the little ones were chirping and chatting, discussing the wildflowers by the roadside, the stones on the path, and could even spend ages debating a single tree, their energy seemingly endless.
However, they soon came to a halt.
They had reached a fork in the road and needed to choose which path to take. The children stood at the junction, looking left and then right.
Qiao Muchen asked, "Tongtong, which way should we go?"
He had only accompanied Grandma Qian twice, and both times they had taken an ox cart. Thus, he had no clear memory of the route and could only pin his hopes on Zhao Zhitong, who had been to the county town several times.
