Everything was progressing according to the plan, and they were getting closer and closer to their goal.
It was a wild fruit tree growing on the edge of the cliff, full of fruits.
The monks pulled each other to pluck them.
Wei Ling looked at Su Xiaoling and reached out to her. "Hold me. I'll go pick more."
Su Xiaoling looked at the monks pulling each other. Wei Ling must have seen the monks doing this. Although it was a little steep, it was fine to be careful.
Wei Ling didn't want her to go either. Su Xiaoling reached out and Wei Ling grabbed it tightly. She didn't say anything else and slowly walked down.
The maidservants also followed carefully behind.
When they reached the tree, Wei Ling began to pluck. She said, "We'll pick these ourselves and bring them back. What I picked is mine. After I pluck them, you can pick some yourself."
Su Xiaoling nodded. She could feel that the cold wind was a little strong.
