"It's so heavy, I can't carry it." Zhou Xinxin whined, "Lu Bai, could you help me carry the tent?"
"I'm carrying two tents, can't do it." Lu Bai ruthlessly refused. He had to carry his own tent and Lu Xiaojiu's tent. Lu Xiaojiu was carrying the barbecue grill and food, fruits, and vegetables.
Zhou Xinxin glared angrily at Lu Xiaojiu.
Ouyang Mansha also found it a bit difficult to carry her burden. Xiaojiu asked, "Should I help you carry it, and you take these things instead."
"It's fine, I can carry it. I'll call on you if I can't handle it anymore."
"You guys should have just brought a simple tent; why carry something so heavy?" Chu Lin said.
Zhou Xinxin's tent wasn't heavy at all, weighing less than five kilograms, yet she claimed she couldn't carry it. Lu Xiaojiu and Lu Bai's tents were exaggerations, marching tents for wind and snow, each weighing over twenty kilograms.
