Chapter 1160 - 983, Strange Rocks, Salt Lakes
After Daohua and Daozi collected a pile of firewood, the sun had set, leaving behind only a glowing red twilight in the sky.
The temperature had begun to drop, Daohua lit the bonfire, and then sat in front of it holding Daozi, enjoying the sunset scenery of the Gobi Desert.
Curled up in Daohua’s arms, Daozi nibbled on pastries and chatted away without a hint of panic or fear about being stranded in the Gobi.
Daohua’s calm and relaxed demeanor provided Daozi with a great sense of security.
He knew that as long as his mother was there, she would definitely protect him.
"Mom, cold!"
As the sky darkened and the temperature dropped further, hearing her son complain of cold, Daohua took him into the tent and tucked him into a warm woolen blanket.
Daozi, still young, had no awareness of how they could have brought so much with them after escaping Wuhu Village.
"Stay put, Mom will go make you some milk tea."
Daozi obediently nodded his head. Daohua did not close the tent flap so he could see everything outside and not be afraid.
Daohua fashioned a tripod from long branches, secured it over the fire, and hung a clay pot above to start brewing milk tea.