Behind there is a spring which Gu Xiaozhan discovered while hunting wild chickens.
It's winter, and the weather is especially cold.
The lake on the mountain is frozen, but this spring is bubbling with warmth.
He reached out to scoop water and washed her face.
"I'll do it myself," Mu Anhan said with a smile.
Gu Xiaozhan replied softly, "You don't even know where there's dirt. It's cold on the mountain, and if your clothes get wet, you'll feel cold."
"I'm not a three-year-old child," Mu Anhan muttered.
Gu Xiaozhan washed her clean, "Little village girl!"
Mu Anhan burst out laughing, "Are you a mountain man from the fields?"
"Why not? I can hunt, I can chop chicken meat, and I can start a fire to cook." Gu Xiaozhan held her small hand to warm it.
He noticed that when she saw Tian Can, her mood was especially joyful.
He embraced her, "Are you happy now?"
