Chen Ping'an sat at the bow of the boat, holding half a firewood chopper and waving it rapidly as he made small bamboo boxes for the meng tong.
Li Baoping was a social butterfly. With one of Chen Ping'an's freshly crafted emerald-green bamboo boxes strapped to her back, she strutted all over the boat. Whenever anyone offered a compliment, her eyes curved into crescent moons. "Pretty, isn't it? My little uncle made it for me!"
The large boat had two decks, and Li Baoping had already toured them several times.
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