The next morning.

  Zhao Ying woke up.

  She looked at Jiang Feng beside her and smiled.

  “You’re Awake? Uncle Zhao has already gone to sea,”Jiang Feng looked at Zhao Ying who had woken up.

  “Okay, take me down. I’ll Cook for you. After dinner, let’s go to the Temple Fair.”


  Zhao Ying looked at the animal skin on her body and felt a warmth in her heart. She said to Jiang Feng.

  “Okay!”