These past few days, Xiang Nanzhi hasn't been in contact with the outside world, and it's not like he can just leave whenever he wants.
She wanted her family's plane to pick her up, but Shim Se-hun felt it was unnecessary.
He was too lazy to wait for a signal. Besides, there was always a chance of losing signal on the plateau. Even if he knew exactly where the plane would land, he might still be unable to get in touch.
Carrying large and small bags of dried meat, Xiang Nanzhi also brought along the clothes that Chen's mother had given her.
The beautiful cotton and linen embroidered fabric, the unique embroidery patterns, the meticulous stitches on the belt, and the authentic headdress made of old silver.
Xiang Nanzhi was still wearing a ring that her mother had given her.
Shen Shixun walked ahead carrying the things, and came out hand in hand with Nan Zhi and Jira. "Jira, do you want to come to the city with me? Come visit my house."
Gila was taken aback. For some reason, she didn't have much desire to go outside. She felt a little scared at the mention of going out. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Sister-in-law, Rooney and I are here. We're not going anywhere. You and Brother can come back whenever you have time."
Mother Shen said a few words, which Xiang Nanzhi couldn't understand. Later, Mother Shen touched her belly and seemed to be chanting scriptures...
"Zhizhi, let's go."
Old Hei was tied to a stake outside the tent. He kept calling out to Xiang Nanzhi, reluctant to let the two of them leave.
Gila laughed, "Old Black has accepted you too. I'll find him a wife. Iron Brother is getting old, and when Iron Brother is gone, we'll need another mastiff to guard the house."
"Gila, this is very important. We must find a wife for Old Black."
"Yes, sister-in-law, I will find a beautiful female Tibetan Mastiff."
After a few days, although it was very pleasant, Xiang Nanzhi was really getting tired of staying there.
The temperature difference between day and night on the grassland is large, the environment is not good, there is nothing there, it is like being isolated from the world, if she stays there, she feels that she will become a useless person sooner or later.
Moreover, she was not physically fit on the grassland, far less so than in the ancient city. She would pant after walking just a few steps, and sometimes she was even afraid of not being able to catch her breath when she laughed heartily.
Fearing that Shen Shixun would feel guilty, she didn't dare to tell him and could only endure it.
The black backpack arrived empty but left stuffed full. The sun was slowly rising, and the temperature hadn't risen yet. Xiang Nanzhi put on a light jacket for sun protection and wore his baseball cap.
He kept turning back as he walked, waving to Jira and Shen's mother.
“Shen Shixun…”
"how?"
The man didn't turn around; he took her hand and tried to leave.
"Aren't you really going to consider taking your mother to the hospital? She seems to be sick."
"The doctors can't cure her illness."
Putting aside the fact that my mother is so old and has never left this place before, she might not be able to adapt to life after leaving, which could backfire.
As for her illness, Jira had already had Mamba examine her before they arrived. She's old, so it's normal for her to get sick; everyone gets old, sick, and dies eventually.
She simply had been thinking about someone for too long, going from hope to despair, and then growing old with her children all grown up. She went from resentment to helplessness, unwilling to accept reality.
Her illness stemmed from her inability to overcome that hurdle and balance her short and arduous life.
"As you know, the medical conditions in the ancient city are quite good. If we let her be hospitalized for treatment, perhaps she will get better."
That's your opinion.
She would absolutely not agree to be taken away from the grassland.
When her father disappeared, she preferred to wait on the grassland for her entire life rather than go out to look for him. Asking her to go out for medical treatment now is even more of a pipe dream.
As they walked, the tent behind them grew smaller and smaller, until it was only the size of an ant.
Xiang Nanzhi tied her hair into a low ponytail and was drenched in sweat.
The sun came out, and she felt like she had walked a very, very long way, but for some reason, she could always see that tent faintly visible not far behind her.
Whenever she looked back at the tent, she felt as if she hadn't gone very far.
The man saw her stop, adjusted his backpack, and squatted down in front of her.
"Come up."
"I should be able to do it without it."
"Get up here, and stop talking nonsense."
She was truly exhausted. Xiang Nanzhi leaned on the man's shoulder, and the man bent over as they walked step by step toward the familiar place.
In uninhabited areas where it's easy to lose one's way, he's a natural hunter, able to pinpoint the approximate location of any place accurately.
Xiang Nanzhi hugged the man's neck and said, "I need to get massages for a week straight when we get home; my bones hurt."
"I'm going to have a spa treatment, is my face starting to turn red again?"
You look good no matter what.
"When we came here, I thought the plane would land on the grassland and we could leisurely stroll home, but it's not what I imagined."
“Every time I come here, it’s just as difficult as the first time, and it’s also difficult to leave.”
"It's not difficult."
How could it be difficult to get home? She's used to driving everywhere, and she's too lazy to even walk a hundred meters to buy something. She prefers to have someone peel fruit and hand it to her.
For Xiang Nanzhi, it was difficult; for Shen Shixun, it was not.
It was just an ordinary day, nothing special.
Are you tired?
"Not tired."
He was drenched in sweat, yet he said he wasn't tired. How could he not be tired carrying a big backpack and carrying someone up and down a mountain in a place like this?
"When we get to the ancient city, let's go for a hot spring bath together, a romantic bath for two."
"What kind of bath?"
"A couples' bath." Xiang Nanzhi explained, afraid that he wouldn't understand. "You've never been to a hot spring before, have you? It's when the two of us are in the same pool, soaking together, and we can hug each other."
Shen Shixun worked at the bottom of the ancient city, how could he be entitled to enjoy these things? He had never even had a massage.
One year, Yang He invited him to soak his feet. A woman came over and touched his feet. He thought soaking his feet was just a foot soak, so he closed his eyes. The moment the woman's hand touched his feet, he kicked her away.
"Can we hug each other?"
"Um."
"The kind that doesn't wear clothes?"
Xiang Nanzhi was a little tired and didn't want to talk much, but she still nodded and said, "Mmm..."
"no."
How can you hug each other? She's pregnant and can't do anything, so why should you hug each other?
He will suffer to the point of death.
"Zhizhi, take a nap. If you're tired, just take a nap."
Xiang Nanzhi's eyes were already drooping. After a while, Shen Shixun felt the woman on his back go limp, almost like a puddle of water, lying helplessly on his back.
Since the person was asleep and unaware, the hands that were originally around his neck were now relaxed.
The man's sweat dripped onto the grass as he lowered his head and carefully supported her...
When he woke up, the glaring sunlight was blocked by the rocks. Xiang Nanzhi was lying behind a rock.
She was wearing the same clothes she had worn when she arrived, her petite figure contrasting sharply with the massive rocks.
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