The cave isn't big, but it's just right to fit three people either standing or sitting.
Above their heads, Ye Wan had dug a thin gap, just enough to put two banana leaves through.
Raindrops pattered on the banana leaves, sliding down like on ice, forming a curtain of water in front of the three of them.
The three sat in the cave, watching the rain, eating fruit and chatting, the picture was nothing short of idyllic.
Want to see them running in the rain with nowhere to hide?
Hehe.
Want to see them soaked through, sneezing away?
Hehe.
The heavy rain came quickly and left quickly too, until the gloomy night slowly darkened, and the big iron pot on the stone stove at the cave entrance was filled to the brim with water.
Half of it was for washing vegetables, the other half boiled, with wild mushrooms and wild vegetables thrown in.
Stirred and boiled, a purely natural mushroom soup pot.
No chopsticks, pull out two stalks of sturdier Jiji grass.
