Night fell, but they remained where they were because it was too risky to walk around without a phone signal. They could only wait.
Yi Ling took several packages of self-heating rice meals from her car and gave it to the children, as they could not take spicy food. The adults ate the spicy self-heating hot pot meals; the portions were generous, and most importantly, the food was piping hot. A good meal in the belly would make the chilly night a lot easier to bear.
Yan Huan and Yi Ling let the children sleep in their tent; the kids were young, scared, and not as resilient as the adults, after all. Yan Huan pulled out the extra blankets from the car and handed them out, asking everyone to make sure to share their blanket with someone else as there were not enough to go around.
