Chapter 51 Winter Hibernation - Epilogue

"Go, keep a close eye on the house!" Zhao Xuan waved at 460, intending to gently brush it away before leaving, but 460 didn't budge even after being patted on the head a few times.

So Zhao Xuan pushed forward with his feet, and the tricycle struggled to drag the dog forward a few steps. 460 was like a piece of melted taffy, one end firmly stuck to Zhao Xuan's trouser leg, and the other four limbs firmly stuck to the ground.

Zhao Xuan turned around and looked at 460. The two stared at each other silently for a long time.

"I'll be driven crazy by all of you sooner or later!" Zhao Xuan cursed as he jumped out of the car.

Seeing the situation, 460 quickly crawled under the wheels of the tricycle, looking as if to say, "If you dare leave, I'll run you over."

Smoke rose from the kitchen again. A long time passed, long enough that the temperature had dropped, and 460 was lying on the cold cement floor, shivering uncontrollably, when Zhao Xuan came out again in a flurry, carrying a box of food.

She was carrying a box of freshly made crispy rice balls and a large strip of dried meat. She put the crispy rice balls into the large lunchbox, cut the dried meat into small pieces, wrapped them haphazardly in a cloth, and threw them into the back compartment. Then she rushed into the hall, grabbed 460's small blanket and rice bowl, and threw them into the back compartment with a "bang".

"Let's go, bro!" Zhao Xuan said irritably to the 460 under the wheels.

460's eyes lit up, and he quickly jumped into the back compartment, panting.

It was late at night, and the cold wind whistled through the dilapidated buildings and the lush vegetation.

Braving the wind, Zhao Xuan checked the pigs and chickens again. The four large pigs and six chickens were sleeping soundly in the thick straw, creating a scene of peace and prosperity. She then checked the stored pig feed and firewood, before returning home to make sure the electricity was off and the fire was extinguished, and finally locked the door from the inside.

Donning a mask and hat, Zhao Xuan pushed off with her feet, carrying 460, and left the village as spring approached, embarking on her solo adventure.