C28 Her Body Was Missing(1)

It rained last night, and the road was a little muddy, and the trees by the roadside were washed by the rain as if they had been washed, and the exposed rocks on the ground were scattered like mud, like a painting of ink and water.

Ye Shaohua picked some fruits again and washed them in the mountain stream. He wrapped them with banana leaves. When he returned to the cave, it was already afternoon