Sang Que smiled slightly, and took out a piece of jerky and a compressed biscuit from her bag, handing them to Xia Chan.
Xia Chan took them and clumsily tried to untie the hemp rope wrapped around them. The more anxious she got, the harder it was to untie. Sang Que saw this and reached out to help her.
"See this string? Just pull it gently, and it will open. Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Xia Chan gazed foolishly at Sang Que, lost in thought. As she crouched there, she moved closer to Sang Que and suddenly broke into tears.
"I miss my mother. She never got to eat this."
Seeing Xia Chan like this, Sang Que felt an inexplicable sting in her nose but couldn't come up with any words to comfort her.
