Fortunately, this skill wasn't difficult. He just needed to slightly push with his foot to complete the turning action.
Jiang Ning swung the whip, producing a piercing sonic boom: "Giddy up, giddy up!"
Dongdong tied the rope to his shoulder, using every ounce of strength he had, and finally got the cart moving.
"Wow, it's moving, it's moving. Look, big sister!" Chen Siyu was so excited. She had never played like this before.
At first, Bai Yuxia was a bit nervous, afraid the cart might overturn and throw people off. Gradually, she found the rickety cart surprisingly stable, and she relaxed.
Tongtong smelled the rich fragrance of milk tea. She knew it was ready, so she picked up the clay pot and poured a small cup of milk tea for each person.
Bai Yuxia held the delicate porcelain cup. She blew on it, and since it was already winter, it quickly cooled to the right temperature.
