The two sisters heard their little sister crying and immediately ran out.
With no one else at home, the two sisters took their little sister out to work with them.
Zhao Xiaole skillfully fed their little sister some water.
Zhao Xiaoling saw that her little sister was fine, and packed the cotton from the shoulder bag and the basket into a burlap sack.
"Xiaole, I'll go work now."
"Sis, wait for me a bit. I'll carry Little Hong and let her stay in the basket, so we can be at ease."
The two sisters went into the cotton field. Actually, Zhao Qingxiang didn't want them to work so hard. Although the family hired some workers this year, both girls felt sorry for their parents and wanted to save money for the family, so they thought they could do more work to reduce labor costs.
Besides, picking cotton wasn't too tiring, just a bit prickly.
