"We're done." Jiang Yue replied.
"Okay, then I'll carry it on my back." Jinshan walked over with a big stride, and put a basket on his back. Because he has been told that the strawberry has a thin skin and can be bruised easily, his movements were quite light.
He carried the other basket of strawberries in his hand.
Jinshan carried back two shallow baskets of strawberries, put them on the ox cart, and covered the baskets with a piece of cloth to shade them from the sun, and then drove the ox cart to town.
Fortunately, the ox cart was slow and the road was not bumpy so the freshly picked strawberries will not be damaged in any way.
Jiang Yue was not in a hurry to go back down the mountain. She stopped by the cornfield with Xue Yan to have a look at the progress.
