"Great!" Xia Jinjuan smiled as he took it, then shrugged, looking happy and satisfied.
The weather was very warm, yet the Xia family still worried that Xia Zhiliao would catch a cold. Quilts and mattresses were spread out beneath her and piled on top; though it was just an old, rickety wooden cart, Xia Zhiliao felt it was quite soft and surprisingly comfortable.
Old Lady Xia sighed, "We really need to get a cart by and by."
Chapter 45