But Gu Ping didn't think about it at all for a moment. It wasn't until he saw Shi Suifeng riding to a big tree, easily picking some branches and weaving a hat, that he was dumbfounded.
He thought with some worry:
What to do? Spending some time here with Xiao An, I seem to have gotten dumber.
...
The 28-inch bike went up and down the slopes swiftly, with dust-laden winds blowing all the way, it wasn't that unbearable after all.
At 10:30 in the morning, the four of them finally got home.
After Shi Suifeng completed the registration with Chen Changhai, he quickly went inside while chatting about Gu An's situation.
The first thing after parking was to take out Gu An and let him sit in the shaded corridor, while the other three hurried to the water pump to wash their heads and faces.
The dust was too great.
The sun was too scorching.
