After entering the primitive forest, they found the equipment they bought was too heavy, and they didn't look good in photos. I was asked to carry a backpack weighing sixty or seventy kilos throughout the journey.
At this time, Oliva came out of the room in new clothes and put on heavy makeup. She picked up her cell phone and filmed an introduction to her equipment.
I frowned and walked around a pile of things on the ground, planning to go into the room. My dad stopped me.
"Aleah, why don't you take a day off and go along with us?"
I was stunned, thinking, "Could it be that my dad had a change of heart and thought I was working too hard on Independence Day?"
Just when I was touched, my dad spoke again.
"The journey is about 500 kilometers. Your sister and your mother don't have a driver's license. You can drive half of the way for me.”
"There are a lot of things. I can't carry them all by myself. Can you help me carry some?”
Hearing his words, I no longer held any hope for him.
"So, it turns out that he wants me to be a laborer."