“Oh, yes. Or else you could cut the cloth on the other side, and then you’d be able to stretch out your hand,” she suggested.
“And let the other arm get frozen by the cold wind, waiting to freeze to death?” He tapped her head, “Don’t be silly.”
“Dealing with the world of gods is just trouble!” She sighed heavily.
“You’re right, because everyone is built differently…” He nodded in agreement.
“Ah.” She touched her lips, “By the way! What did you just say was strange?” “Ah, it’s nothing,” he said, lowering his head in thought for a moment. “I’ll go out for a walk. You stay here and rest. I’ll be back soon.”
“Alright, Fu,” she nodded slightly, continuing to measure the garment.
Fu rushed out, quickly returned with a jar from his bag, and then dashed out again.
At this moment, Xu Xian’e felt something was off. Why would he need a jar for a walk?
The meal prepared by Zhong San was quite sumptuous, at least for the two of them who had been living off dried bread for days, it was quite a feast. He grilled three fish, boiled some wild vegetables, and there was also a large bowl of unknown fruit.
In such a place, no one would dream of having delicacies like stewed meat.
“Where’s Fu?” Zhong San asked, a bit anxiously looking for him.
“He said he felt a bit unwell and went out for a walk,” Xu Xian’e was extremely hungry. Although she had been snacking wildly these past few days, snacks could never compare to a proper meal. Plus, she was tired of them, and sometimes even scared to eat, losing her appetite after just a few bites. Now, seeing real food, she was so excited she couldn’t wait for others to sit down and started devouring the meal.
“That’s how it is! You look different from us, so you shouldn’t wander around. It could cause a commotion,” Zhong San said seriously, moving to sit beside Xu Xian’e.
“Zhong San, let me ask you, wouldn’t it be inconvenient for someone with three bodies to travel or do things?” Xu Xian’e asked, pondering over her own question.
