Skiing boards? Zhao Gang was confused, "Are they skiing boards?"
Gong Ruini kept nodding, "Yes, when there's more snow, I want to go skiing."
Being small and light, as long as there's a little snow, you can slide. What a great free place for skiing.
Gong Ruini could imagine herself dancing gracefully on the snow. That must feel super great.
Going out skiing, Zhao Gang was dumbfounded. He regretted speaking so highly just now.
The problem is, Zhao Gang also felt wronged. How was he supposed to know that this little girl, Gong Ruini, knew so much about skiing?
"Uncle Zhao can't make that." Zhao Gang thought for a long time and still could only admit that he had boasted too much.
No way, Zhao Gang hadn't seen anyone skiing in the village. As for the sleds for kids, you could seat a few children on them; Zhao Gang had actually made some for his two sons.
