Walking to this point and seeing the pile of bones on the ground, reminded of the tribe's warmth towards him, Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "Well then, I'll take you out too, so you can be laid to rest."
Xiao Zheng immediately took off his coat, wrapped up the bones, and carried them on his back. Then, he grasped the rope and climbed up the cave.
Just as he stepped out of the cave entrance, Xiao Zheng noticed a brilliant sunrise slowly ascending in the distance, casting millions of beams that brightly illuminated the forest.
Xiao Zheng looked around and found no one nearby, except for Little Arman and her mother sitting under a large tree in the distance; they had apparently been waiting for a long time, so by then they were asleep with morning dew in their hair.
Xiao Zheng felt a warmth in his heart, not expecting that this mother and son had been waiting for him all this time. He walked over, woke them both, and smiled, "I'm back."
