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Three days have already passed, Xiao Xian and Zhou Ziang have been cooped up in the snowy mountain cabin for three full days without seeing Master Lin.
The deaf and mute little girl didn't seem particularly bothered by this, as if she was already accustomed to this lifestyle. She ate twice a day, each meal consisting of a potato and bean soup.
Perhaps noticing that Zhou Ziang was a better cook and Xiao Xian was good at chopping wood, the little girl smoothly delegated the tasks to them.
"We can't keep going on like this," Xiao Xian pretended to help peel the potatoes, muttering beside Zhou Ziang. Xiao Xian had recently discovered that the little girl, though deaf and mute, was very observant in understanding the situation, especially a few days ago while she was discussing something in front of Zhou Ziang.
She watched closely, her eyes filled with thought.
