It had been drizzling for several consecutive days, and the riverbank was still damp. The calm water in the river began to awaken from its winter austerity, adorned by nature's colors to look even more verdant.
"You damn girl, these are my and my brother's clothes. If you don't finish washing them, don't think about eating lunch." A haughty sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl looked at another girl, who was a head shorter than her.
"Big sister, your clothes are always washed by Auntie; I only need to wash my family's clothes." Xu Wan bit her lips in grievance, daring not to speak up, her eyes brimming with tears. She had already helped her big sister wash clothes many times.
And after washing clothes, she still had to gather firewood and forage for wild vegetables. If she didn't gather enough firewood, she definitely wouldn't have lunch.
