"What are we waiting for? Let's hurry and see if there's anything good." Big Ya waved the small hoe in her hand, her cloth bag swaying along with it.
Not only she but all the girls who were close friends with Hua Jin also carried a cloth bag, which was obviously stuffed with items.
"Be careful, and take Black Da with you." The old woman, not far from them, called out with concern.
"Don't worry, village chief grandma, we'll take good care of Jin'er." Hua Xiaomao replied, patting her own hip bag. "We have this," she said with a trace of pride.
The old woman glanced at the bag and smiled. Whenever it involved her beloved granddaughter, she couldn't help but worry, even though she trusted the children's ability to take care of themselves.
Moreover, the nearby mountains had already been cleared several times by her son and others. There were small animals but no dangerous beasts.
