"Alright, we're okay." Xie Ning reached out and patted her cousin's shoulder. "No matter how hard the world gets, we just have to work together."
"Mhm." Song Kexin lifted her head slightly, her voice thick and nasal. "We'll work hard together!"
Xie Ning looked at her cousin's face, streaked with dirt like a little urchin's, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Song Kexin felt a little embarrassed herself and quickly pulled some tissues from her pocket to wipe her face.
Xie Ning went around to the back of the sedan, opened the trunk, and scrounged up some useful tools.
There were also a few unopened bags of snacks in the car, which she took along as well.
She turned to Song Kexin and tilted her head. "Let's go."
The two of them climbed into the RV, and Xie Ning promptly sent her mother, Song You'ai, to the booth seating in the back to rest.
