These past few days in the village have really made her crave for something better. Although there is a big pot of dish with meat every noon, it's only a few pieces. Plus, the village chief's wife's cooking is really nothing to boast about — the meat is greasy with a strong gamey smell.
"Alright, in a bit we'll change clothes. Your husband will take you to the biggest restaurant in Yongqing County."
Mu Xingfeng looked at An Ran's drooling expression and pinched her noticeably thinner face. Life in the mountains had been tough on his little wife.
He held her small hand, interlocking their fingers, and pulled her up, preparing to step off the helicopter.
But suddenly, his body halted as the small hand he was holding unexpectedly slipped away. Looking back, he saw the girl, who had just stood up, started falling backward.
Mu Xingfeng quickly caught her, "Wife, what's wrong?"
