When Li Long headed into the mountains, he noticed that the snow there had grown considerably deeper. There had been no snow down below lately; the mountains might have had a snowstorm of their own.
Harimu's Winter Camp had become much livelier. Nasen and Sasiken were outside, riding a homemade wooden sled down the slope and having the time of their lives.
The snow was deep here, so even if the sled tipped over and they fell, it was no problem.
Sasiken spotted Li Long first and rushed over with a cry of surprise, with Nasen running toward the Jeep behind him.
Halfway there, Sasiken suddenly stopped, turned, and ran back toward the Winter Camp, shouting something as he went.
Li Long could not hear him clearly from inside the Jeep. By the time he drove up to the Winter Camp, Harimu and the others had already come outside.
Even the old lady bent over and emerged from the Winter Camp, her head wrapped in a scarf, smiling at Li Long.
Li Long got out and took the newly purchased saddles out of the trunk.
These saddles had been made by that shop in the County Seat. After several suggestions from Li Long, their saddles were now somewhat more finely made, with all the accompanying equipment included.
Nasen cheered and came over to help Li Long carry the things.
Their school holidays had started, and they were still at the stage of running wild. As for winter holiday homework-what was that? Usually, they only started worrying about it when school was about to start again.
Watching the two children enjoying themselves so much, Li Long wondered whether he should put a little pressure on them. There were no exercise books like Five Years of Practice, Three Years of Intensive Training