The village chief analyzed for a bit, looking at Qu the Hunter: "Will you raise her?"
Qu the Hunter glanced at Qu Jing.
Qu Jing was busy munching on a sweet potato.
Qu the Hunter didn't hesitate: "Yes, I will."
"Back then, my mother abandoned me in the mountains. I was tough, stayed there overnight without the wolves taking me, and my later father picked me up."
"This child is even tougher than me. When I found her, she was almost deep in the mountain. Judging by her condition, she'd been there for at least 5 days. She knew how to find water, used branches by the creek to fish for little fish. She could find fruits, and had uneaten wild fruits tucked in her arms. She was alert and knew to hide at the sound of disturbances. If she hadn't run out of strength, I wouldn't have noticed her."
"I was tough, causing the demise of my biological father, two wives, and even my own daughter before she was born."
"This child is even tougher than me. If no one else is raising her, I will."
