"Yuanyuan, your sheep are really quite obedient."
Yuanyuan didn't know how to explain, so she said nothing and pretended to have fallen asleep.
The next day, Tan Shaoting got up at seven o'clock while it was still dark.
Yuanyuan heard the noise and got up as well.
"Yuanyuan, I'm taking the sheep out to feed with the little donkey. We should set off soon, or it'll be too cold to travel at night."
Yuanyuan had no objections, so she started packing up her bedding.
After they finished breakfast, they started loading the cart, filling it completely.
"Yuanyuan, you'd better put a blanket on top. It'll keep you warm when it gets cold, or else I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Yuanyuan was grateful for Tan Shaoting's kindness; the temperature was definitely below minus forty degrees, and the wind made it feel even colder.
