Before dawn the next day, Mrs. Yang knocked on Xiaoguo's door with a bag of handkerchiefs. "Coming!" Xiaoguo replied as she turned around and urged Zhuang Zhuang to brush his teeth. She walked to the door and opened it. "Mrs. Yang, come in and wait for a while. I'll fix up the donkey cart."
"Hey, sure. Let's do it together."
With Mrs. Yang's help, the donkey cart was quickly set up. Xiaoguo drove the donkey cart to the door and called out to Zhuang Zhuang, "Zhuang Zhuang, let's go!"
"Hey, I'm coming!" Zhuang Zhuang replied from inside the house.
Mrs. Yang stopped Xiaoguo. "Xiaoguo, are you bringing Zhuang Zhuang along?" Mrs. Yang felt that it was dangerous to bring the child along. After all, there were many people in the market.
Xiaoguo knew what Mrs. Yang was worried about, so she turned around and comforted her. "It's fine. I brought him there the last time. It's fine. I will carry him along the way."
