At that moment, even in such a tense atmosphere, the Purple Sable clutched tightly in Little Bean Sprout's arms was exceptionally well-behaved.
It did not struggle, merely nudging Little Bean Sprout's chin with its damp nose.
Seeing his sister being so close to the Purple Sable, Fang Yuan's gaze unconsciously softened as well.
That little thing really was becoming more and more like a member of the family.
The moment she saw him come in, Liu Wanwan immediately straightened up nervously, her eyes full of questions and unease.
Little Bean Sprout also timidly called out, "Brother..."
Fang Yuan immediately understood. His stern attitude yesterday, along with his words telling them to be ready to leave at any time, had made the two of them overly nervous.
They had probably remained like this ever since he left home.
So they could leave at any moment without holding Fang Yuan back.
His heart softened, and he felt somewhat apologetic. He hurriedly gentled his tone.
"It's fine now. Take off those thick clothes first. Don't suffocate yourselves."
He stepped forward and lightly pressed the outside of Little Bean Sprout's round padded jacket.
His fingertips immediately felt the hard, strip-shaped objects inside, along with the faint salty fragrance of cured meat.
He looked at Liu Wanwan again. Her padded jacket was likewise stuffed to bursting, making even her movements seem somewhat clumsy.
Liu Wanwan's cheeks reddened slightly. Somewhat embarrassed, she said softly, "Husband, you said we had to be ready to leave at any time... I thought these strips of meat had taken so much effort to smoke.
The more we could take, the better. We couldn't possibly throw it all away..."
Little Bean Sprout lifted her little face and said earnestly, "Brother, meat meat, take it!"
All the while, she held tightly to