The sky in the desert was very blue.
They set off at eight in the morning, just as the sun had risen, and the wind that greeted them already carried a dry heat.
Qiao Dongyang closed the car window, turned on the air conditioning, and casually handed a bottle of water to Chi Yue, "Have a drink."
Chi Yue: "I don't want to drink."
Qiao Dongyang glanced at her and took a sip himself.
"What are those people doing?" he asked, looking out of the car window.
A few desert villagers were dragging several wooden carts along the side of the road, creaking as they moved, followed by two sheep and two laughing children.
Chi Yue glanced over, "Hauling water."
"And the sheep, what about them?"
"Taking the opportunity to give them a drink of water."
"..."
After thinking for a moment, Qiao Dongyang asked, "And why bring the children along?"
"There's no one to watch the kids at home, so they bring them along too. They can also get a bath."
"But isn't that drinking water?"
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