Li Long rode his bicycle along the narrow, winding mountain trails. He felt that a few more trips through the mountains would really hone his cycling skills. When he passed the mouth of the gully where Harimu and the others' Winter Camp stood, he did not turn in. He still had several things to get done today.
It was time to check on the progress of the Taibazi weaving, too.
By the time he cycled into Small White Poplar Gully, nearly an hour had passed.
Li Long had spotted plenty of mushrooms, wild onions, wild chives, and the like along the way, but he had not picked any. He had no time.
If they grew here, Small White Poplar Gully ought to have them, too.
But when Li Long reached Small White Poplar Gully, he discovered that the grass here was shorter than elsewhere. And with so many trees, those resources really were not very plentiful.
The smell of Burning Sticks filled the gully, which surprised Li Long a little. Didn't they usually cut the branches in the morning, then burn them in the afternoon while weaving the Taibazi?
As he rode over, he discovered that the person weaving Taibazi was Xu Jianjun.
He was the only one squatting beside a pit near the Earth Cellar, weaving Taibazi. Everyone else was scattered around the gully, cutting branches and poles.
Hearing the bicycle, Xu Jianjun stood and turned to look. He paused when he saw Li Long, then squatted back down and continued weaving the Taibazi.
Li Long was a little surprised. He had been about to greet him-after all, they belonged to the same production team, and he was the middleman for this job.
But since the other man had no intention of exchanging greetings, there was no need to