Once everyone was in place, Xiaowen smiled and said, "Let's start!"
At once, all pairs of guests except for Han Jiangxue and her son Shen Yibo set off with their luggage toward the house.
The ice on the ground was indeed a bit thick. After Ye Zhenzhen took a couple of steps, she realized something wasn't quite right, it was easy to slip and fall.
The snow boots she wore were non-slip, so as long as she didn't move too quickly, she generally wouldn't fall.
Ye Zhenzhen then looked at Song Yuchen and saw that the little one was managing just fine with his luggage, his short legs moving at a brisk pace.
She felt slightly relieved but still reminded him, "Xiao Chen, be careful, okay?"
"Mhm, I will, Ye Zhenzhen, does your hand hurt?" Song Yuchen's gaze shifted to Ye Zhenzhen's arm.
The little guy was still thinking about when Ye Zhenzhen got hurt before. Now, seeing her pulling two large suitcases, he couldn't help but worry.
"My injury is all healed up, Xiao Chen, don't worry."