Huahua called out weakly.
"What's wrong?"
"Grandma, I'm not really sure if I can find that place again."
Though they had prepared for it, Jin'er still didn't want her father to go, after all, it was disguised.
"Really can't remember?" Grandma Hua sighed with regret.
It was understandable; her granddaughter was still a child, and just managing to pick so many things and bring them down the mountain was already very difficult. How could she still be mindful of anything else?
Jin'er quickly shook her head, her face showing a bit of frustration.
"It's alright, sweetheart, if you can't remember then so be it! Our Jin'er is already very impressive, gathering so much and bringing it home."
Seeing the expression on the child's face, Grandma Hua's heart ached immediately, and she quickly went forward to comfort her.
Grandpa Hua also felt for her and promptly chimed in supportively from the side.