In midsummer, the climate in the mountains is very cool and suitable.
At noon, there stood a tall man with his upper body bare by the stream. He had dark skin and tight muscles. He seemed to be a farm boy. The man held the harpoon in one hand and Ling held the bamboo basket in the other. They stood there for a long time, looking at something with burning eyes, wondering what they were thinking.
After a long time, the man finally said, "Yiyi, we are going back."
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