She squatted down in front of him, facing away, slung his arms over her shoulders, and held his buttocks with both hands. She stood up and started walking down the mountain.
"That makes sense." He nodded solemnly, "Wife, remember what you said, you must never put a green hat on me... otherwise I'll die with my eyes open..."
"Alright, alright. You're not dead yet, don't worry about whether the hat is green or not." In case one day she changes her heart and falls for another man, it's possible. It's better not to make such a difficult promise recklessly.
She doesn't love him, so it seems unfair to discuss changing hearts.
She stood up with him on her back, nearly slipping, but managed to steady herself.
"Wife, be careful!" He cared for her, weakly said, "Wife, don't carry me anymore...just leave me here and when the rain stops, have the villagers carry me back..."
