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The roads in the county town were fairly smooth, but once they left the town, the roads became rough and uneven. Fortunately, there were dried grass and bedding laid out below, so Lu Jiaxin did not feel too much jostling.
It was just past five o'clock, right around sunset. Initially, Lu Jiaxin and Lu Jiajie chatted sporadically, but the gentle rays of the sun made her feel warmly comfortable, and she drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
Lu Jiajie told Zhao Dajun to stop and took a bag that was hanging in front of the bicycle. He opened it and pulled out a blanket to cover her with.
Zhao Dajun asked in surprise, "You brought a blanket, why didn't you tell her earlier?"
Lu Jiajie was momentarily startled, then remembered their earlier conversation and replied, "We siblings often joke like that, you don't need to take it seriously."
