"So, you expect me to starve to death just after coming back to life?" Sikong Mo asked.
Ye Jiu spread his hands, "You really scare me, I'll get us some food."
Ye Jiu went out for a walk, intending to find some firewood. He had fish and meat in his space, which could be roasted to make do for a meal.
But outside, it was a world of ice and snow, and he realized that even if he found firewood, he couldn't light it.
So, Ye Jiu had to give up on the idea of doing it himself.
He took out a fish that he had just put into his space and then walked down the mountain.
The last household in the village, situated closest to the mountain, was where Ye Jiu, carrying the fish, walked in directly, "Is anyone home?"
"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman came out and exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Ye Jiu, "Oh, it's the young aunt! What brings you here...?"
