If she'd known how difficult this program was, she would never have come.
In no time at all, Ming Jing had dug up many herbs and ferns. Han Ying followed her example, digging up whatever Ming Jing did.
"It's almost noon. Let's go back." Ming Jing took a vine, bundled up the wild vegetables and Immortal Crane Grass, and easily picked them up.
Han Ying wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up to see Ming Jing's face still white and clear, without a drop of sweat.
Qu Feitai handed Ming Jing the Immortal Crane Grass he'd dug up and said, "The sun is too strong. Let's go back."
Qu Feitai was also sweaty.
Xiao Wenwen, on the other hand, had already fled to a shady spot to escape the heat.
