After seeing the sun illuminate the Snow Mountain peak, this journey was considered over.
Before leaving, Mu Qiu opened another self-heating hot pot to eat.
This time it was golden soup beef, with sausages and Li Yang's donated flatbread.
Mu Qiu felt that eating this way with Cheng Zhirang in this environment had a strange thrill, like dragging young intellectuals from the 80s, whose fingers hadn't touched spring water, up the mountain to farm.
After finishing this last meal, it was still just after eight in the morning. Cheng Zhirang cleaned up the trash, while Mu Qiu slowly packed the backpack inside the tent. When everything was almost packed, Cheng Zhirang took down the tent and stuffed it into a super large backpack. Holding hands, they headed down the mountain.
