"Alright, I'll listen to you, Sister Yu," Su Hu naturally agreed without hesitation.
The bamboo grove wasn't large, and it took the father and daughter a whole morning to make a complete round, selecting three sturdy and deep green Cuizhu bamboo canes. They cut these at the waist and harvested suitable sections to be placed in their carrying baskets – material for crafting bamboo flutes.
"Sister Yu, let's head back. The midday heat is oppressive, and it's uncomfortable being in the woods for too long," Su Hu said, concerned about his young daughter missing lunch and going hungry. Using that as an excuse, he suggested they head back down the mountain.
