Zhao Li was somewhat worried, so she asked him, "Xiaoxi, why don't you sit in front of Auntie Li? If the road is bumpy, I'm afraid you'll fall off."
"I won't." Xiu Xi replied, having already taken a seat in the back, but he was holding onto the motorbike's backrest.
Zhao Li actually guessed that he wouldn't sit in the front, so upon hearing his response, she didn't waste any more words, gave a couple of instructions, and then set off on the motorcycle toward the city.
The motorcycle was slightly faster than the tricycle; by the time they reached the city, the sun was already up. Although it was the morning sun, Ruan Jiaojiao's little face still turned red and rosy from the exposure.
Once at the shop, she was placed in front of an electric fan, and the Ruanlin Family matriarch used a wet towel to cool her face. Knowing she must want to help, Ruan Jiaojiao held the towel herself and obediently said, "Granny, go and do your work, Jiaojiao can manage on her own."
