"I can't find my mother. Can you take me to find her?"
Xiya had never met Yuanyuan before, so she answered, "Did you get separated from your mother?"
Huang Ying covered her eyes, her voice choked with sobs. "Yes, Mother told me to wait for her in the woods, but I've been waiting for so long and she hasn't come back. I'm scared... SOB SOB SOB..."
Xiya frowned, a hint of pity in her eyes. "Don't cry. Just wait here with us. Your mother will be able to follow your scent and find you."
"But... but I miss my mother so much! Please, will you take me to find her?"
Xiya was conflicted. Their mother had told them not to wander off.
Compared to Xiya, Qiao Qiao's reaction to Yuanyuan was much colder. She pulled Xiya to her side and handed her the bamboo basket.
"We still have to pick fruit here. If you're scared, you can wait with us. We're not going anywhere."
