The joy of the newborn is enough to infect everyone.
Even knowing that there might be bigger hardships and storms tomorrow, the current joy is undiminished.
The calf has been wrapped in sheepskin by Urina and the two children, intending to carry it indoors and warm up the kang to help the calf get through the winter safely.
"Thank you, really, thank you."
"It's nothing," Gula's eyes also glimmered with a gentle smile, "It's what we should do."
"And you."
Wen Ran, who had always been pretending to be invisible: "?"
In disbelief, she pointed to herself with a backhand, "Me?"
In an instant, she already figured out where to run.
Oh dear, this is simply unfair!
How could they have such good eyesight?
She had merely used the cover of darkness and chaos to sneak a little spring water in. And now she's being...
Oh no.
Wen Ran's scalp tingled.
She wanted to run.
Urina, looking devout, said, "I knew it was you, you're the luck sent by Tengri, the prairie raider defeated by you."
