Axiang turned around and saw Xia Dabao. Xia Dabao had also come to the riverbank to wash clothes, but she was different from the others. When others saw her, they felt awkward, but Xia Dabao still approached her enthusiastically.
Axiang had no choice but to smile at Xia Dabao, but the smile was somewhat strained, almost like she was about to cry.
Xia Dabao acted as if she didn't notice, just ran up to Axiang, "Axiang, let me wash with you!"
"Okay," Axiang replied. She had always admired Xia Dabao, wondering how she could live so carefree and unrestrained?
The two girls squatted by the river washing clothes, with Axiang remaining silent, so Xia Dabao was the first to speak, "Axiang, are you staying at your parents' house now?"
"Yes," Axiang took out some clothes and started beating them with a washing baton. After striking twice, she asked softly, "You must also look down on me, don't you?"
