Vera looked kindly at the woman beside her and chattered away with them.

This time, Qiu Yan knew without guessing what Master Vera was talking about.

After finishing her sermon, Vera left the tent and went to a nearby tent to begin meditating.

Thinking of their poor horses, Qiu Yan followed Vera out of the tent, and then borrowed two bowls of water from a woman with a round face and a slender waist, who looked to be in her thirties, and fed their horses with an earthenware pot.

Even though this amount of water is too little for the horses, it's better than nothing.

They didn't have much water either, so Qiu Yan couldn't lend them any more.

These days, the horses have long since run out of hay.

Hungry horses often eat tumbleweeds and dried dung in the desert.

Qin Susu looked around inside the tent for a moment, and when she came out, she was holding two apples in her hand.

She handed one to Qiu Yan.

“It was given to me by Ap.”

Qiu Yan turned around and saw a beautiful girl waving at her.

She then smiled back.

"Qin Susu, that's impressive, you can actually understand people's names."

"I learned it from you." Qin Susu crunched on her apple, but unfortunately, the horse beside her had its eye on it.

The horse tilted its head and waddled directly onto Qin Susu's wrist.

Qin Susu felt a sharp pain in her wrist; in the instant the apple relaxed its grip...

It was taken by her other hand.

"Horse, I'm sorry, this apple was a gift from Miss Apu. If you want some, I'll buy you some after we leave this desert."

Her actions caused Ap and the other two women to cover their mouths and chuckle.

Qiu Yan then realized that there were only three women present.

Ap was a young and beautiful girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The remaining two women,

A woman with a round face and a slim waist, in her thirties, was the one Qiu Yan had just borrowed water from.

The other woman, in her fifties and slightly overweight, was the one who had given them the cakes first.

Three women, three age groups.

After feeding the horses, Qiu Yan saw three women preparing a meal and went to help.

But he found that he couldn't help at all.

Their cooking methods are very different from mine.

For dinner, they drank a beverage called Sura and ate compressed biscuits.

Qiu Yan learned from Vera that Sura was made from rice, and she guessed that it was fermented.

Besides these, their dinner also included beef jerky.

Although she still wasn't full, Qiu Yan was already very satisfied.

Tonight, they will share a bed with three other women.

There were no beds in the tents, so they all slept on the ground.

Fortunately, the three women shared a sheepskin blanket with Qin Susu.

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, the three women were very friendly.

This environment was far better than the place where they had nowhere to stay the previous few days.

Qin Susu thought of her home in Shangjin once again.

Entering an unfamiliar environment without proper communication and language barriers can be disastrous.

Adding to the commotion, the sandstorm outside the tent seemed to weep and lament in the quiet night sky, making Qin Susu inevitably homesick.

She wasn't that strong; the moment she closed her eyes, a deep longing for her homeland welled up inside her.

Her family is so nice, yet she's always complaining.

When she's out and about, even a small act of charity from someone can move her to tears.

When she returns home, she will definitely treat her parents well.

She stood close to Qiu Yan, her eyes fixed on the tent above them.

"Xiaoyan, do you miss home?"

"Yes." Qiu Yan also missed home.