Xiaofeng felt that Dabao's mood wasn't quite right, and looked down at Dabao: "What's wrong? You don't seem very happy."
Dabao glanced behind him and then shook his head: "Mom, it's nothing, let's go."
"Brother, are there any squirrels behind us? Are they cute?"
"There were a few squirrels foraging there. I just startled them, and it seems I scared them away."
After resting for a while, the four-person family resumed climbing to the top.
Quite a few people carried incense up, aiming to reach the summit, offer a few sticks, and wish for good fortune and smooth weather.
The road behind got increasingly difficult to walk, and Dabao was struggling a bit.
Xiaofeng had no choice but to take out some food from the space to replenish their energy.
After Dabao ate some of the stored food from the space, he indeed regained some strength and stopped fussing about wanting to be carried.
Seeing her brother energized, Xiaobao insisted on climbing the mountain herself.
