"How come you stayed inside for so long?" asked Yang Chuxia.
"It's all because of that unreliable old man." After finishing a piece of pastry, Yangyang finally responded, "He's been living on the mountain for most of his life, so I thought he knew the place well. So we planned to come out when we reached the border of Great Qi from Dai Mountain, but who knew he was so unreliable? As soon as we entered Dai Mountain, we got lost."
"Mom, let me tell you, there was an even more outrageous time. We were lost and kept walking right, right, for three days, and then he suddenly said we were heading in the wrong direction, that we should be going left. This happened quite often, which is why we wandered around for so long inside without finding a way out."
Yang Chuxia was speechless; that old man was indeed a bit unreliable.
"So, all this time you've just been eating things from the mountain?" Lele's eyes sparkled; he hadn't experienced that kind of life yet.
