Yonghe stared blankly at the woman who started a fire, took off her clothes, and placed them by the fire to dry, leaving only her underclothes.
"Hey, what are you standing there for? Come on over and dry your clothes," Wufu said to her. "I'm telling you, it's deep autumn and almost winter. You know how cold that Water Pond is. If you end up with a high fever from catching a cold, I won't care for you!"
A gust of wind blew by, and the soaking wet Yonghe shivered. Dragging her wounded leg, she went over, mimicked her in taking off her clothes, and shivered from the cold.
Wufu glanced at her leg, surveyed the surroundings, then walked away.
"Where are you going?" Yonghe's frightened voice came from behind.
Wufu turned her head and saw her looking nervously, afraid of being abandoned. She said, "I'm checking out this place. Are we supposed to live here forever?"
