Lin Nianhe had climbed many mountains before and trekked through numerous rugged, winding paths. Now as she walked again, although her physical strength didn't allow her to jump around wildly, it wasn't too unbearable for her either.
Wen Lan, as always, seemed not to know what tiredness was. Once she entered the mountains, it was as if she was home; wherever there was something to eat, she would surely spot it, prompting Wang Shumei to wonder if she had secretly scaled the mountain at night.
Although Wang Shumei was suspicious, she really didn't have the energy to ask.
She had lived in the city before and hardly ever climbed mountains. Although it was the slack farming season and there wasn't much work in the fields, they had still put in a morning's work, so to say they weren't tired would be a lie.
