"Thump~" The Young Yang closed his eyes and buried his head deeply into the clear, transparent river water.
After vigorously shaking his head a few times, he suddenly pulled it up, showing a trace of exhilaration on his face.
He had managed to wash up and drink water at the same time.
"The water here is really sweet."
Dabbing the droplets off his chin, Young Yang picked up a bucket of water, ready to head back.
The physical training of a long journey, coupled with no longer going hungry, had made his body no longer as skinny as when he was begging.
His body had gained some flesh, his complexion wasn't as pale, and he had grown taller as well.
"Brother Cao Cao, good morning," Young Yang greeted the dog who was circling around a woman.
Seeing that the dog was too busy to bother with him, Young Yang chuckled and walked towards the pot.
He wasn't a clueless kid, his precociousness made him understand why the dog was trying so hard to please.
