Over there, Aiguo began to unload the items from his carrying basket and then started preparing the things needed for the trip up the mountain. He inevitably climbed down into the cellar again, retrieving a large watermelon, and took twenty buns, wrapping them with large lotus leaves. He also gathered cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, a coarse porcelain basin with an open top, and four sets of bowls and chopsticks…
"Dad, are you planning to cook meals on the mountain by bringing the pottery basin and bowls and chopsticks?" Seeing how neatly everything was prepared and noticing the bottom of the basin, Yun realized her father must have done this sort of thing quite often before.
"Yes, we're going to have a picnic. Do you like that, Xiaoyun?" Aiguo chuckled and patted Yun's head, "When we get to the mountain, I will pick fruit for you, and if we're lucky, we might even catch wild chickens or rabbits to eat."
