Ye Zifen looked at the bowl of steaming meat soup and understood the deep meaning of Zhang Gaoyi's words. She couldn't help but sigh softly: "Alas, this meat is our food for the next few days!"

After saying this, a hint of worry and helplessness appeared in her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Gaoyi reached out and gently patted Ye Zifen's shoulder, comforting her: "Don't worry too much. Come, drink this delicious soup while it's still hot, it will warm you up."

His voice was low and gentle, and seemed to carry a reassuring power.

Ye Zifen nodded slightly to show her agreement and replied softly, "Yes, okay. You should eat quickly too. Don't go hungry."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Zhang Gaoyi, and a hint of concern flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Gaoyi smiled and nodded, then picked up a spoon beside him, scooped up a spoonful of hot soup and put it into his mouth, smacking his lips in satisfaction: "Okay, we have to replenish our energy quickly!"

Ye Zifen carefully picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

The soup slowly flowed down my throat, and instantly a warmth spread throughout my body.

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "It tastes really good. If you hadn't taken care of me and helped me along the way, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold on."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhang Gaoyi with gratitude.

At this moment, Ye Zifen turned her gaze back to the soup in the bowl, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "I just don't know when this heavy snow will melt? How long do we have to wait before we can continue to move forward..."

His words were filled with confusion and worry about the unknown future.

However, Zhang Gaoyi maintained a firm gaze. He clenched his fists and answered in a resounding voice: "No matter how long we have to wait, we will definitely persevere! As long as we work together, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome."

In this slightly shabby house that has gone through the vicissitudes of time, several people sat together in silence and began to enjoy this meal which seemed ordinary but was actually very difficult.

In the past, whenever mealtime came, the place would be filled with a cheerful and warm atmosphere. Everyone would open their appetites without caring about their image and enjoy the satisfaction brought by the food. At that time, food was as tempting to them as the most precious treasure in the world.

But today, everything is completely different.

At this moment, everyone present just carefully picked up a small amount of food with chopsticks and put it into their mouths, then slowly chewed and swallowed it.

Their eyes were no longer as bright and lively as before, but instead revealed a hint of worry.

Because they all knew that they would face unprecedented challenges and difficulties in the next few days, so they could no longer do as they pleased and squander limited resources as they had done in the past.

Ye Zifen sat quietly in a corner of the table. Her originally fair face now looked a little pale and weak.

Because she caught a cold a few days ago and her body has not fully recovered, her appetite has become extremely poor.

I saw that she was holding the dishes and chopsticks tightly in her hands. The dishes and chopsticks seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it extremely difficult for her to lift and put them down every time.

After some hard work, she finally managed to finish half a bowl, but then she slowly stopped what she was doing as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Then, she gently pushed the rest to Zhang Gaoyi who was standing opposite her.

Zhang Gaoyi, who had been silently watching Ye Zifen's every move, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel nervous. He said nervously, "Why did you only eat so little? Can you eat more? Otherwise, how can your body bear it!"

His voice was low and concerned, with a hint of worry that was difficult to conceal.

Ye Zifen shook her head gently, her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, and her voice was so weak that it seemed like it would be blown away by the wind: "Alas... I accidentally caught a cold, and I'm still feeling a little unwell. It may take some time to slowly recuperate and recover."

Her eyes, which used to be bright and moving, now looked dull and lifeless, but there was still a hint of unspeakable helplessness in them. However, deep within this helplessness.

Zhang Gaoyi, who was standing beside her, looked at her with worry on his face, his tightly furrowed brows like two deep grooves across his forehead.

He opened his mouth several times as if wanting to say something comforting or concerned, but when the words came to his lips, they felt like a lump in his throat and could not come out.

In the end, he just reached out his hand silently and carefully took the half bowl of cooked horse blood from Ye Zifen, fearing that he would accidentally spill the food inside.

When his fingertips touched the edge of the bowl, an indescribable pain and pity suddenly surged in his heart.

At the same time, the people around who were also in trouble remained silent.

They lowered their heads and ate the food in their bowls in silence.

There was no other sound in the whole room except for the occasional sound of drinking.

Ye Zifen dragged her heavy steps and slowly returned to the corner where she had just been lying.

She bent down carefully and sat down gently. Then she leaned back slowly and lay down again on the bed which was a little worn but still soft.

The moment her body touched the bed, there was a slight "creaking" sound.

She pulled her cloak over her.

Perhaps it was because I had drunk a little hot drink before, and at this moment a warm current was spreading down my throat and gradually spreading to my whole body.

At the same time, the temperature in the house seemed to rise a lot with the flow of this warm current.

Therefore, at this moment Ye Zifen felt that she was no longer as cold as before, but instead felt a just right warmth.

She couldn't help but let out a long breath, as if she wanted to expel all her fatigue and worries with this breath.

Lying there quietly, she fully felt the hard-earned warmth. It felt as if an extremely soft quilt was gently wrapping her, giving her endless care and comfort.

Ye Zifen's eyes closed slightly, and her originally tense thoughts began to gradually relax.

She thought to herself that she must take this opportunity to get some good sleep and make up for her severely lacking sleep.

In the dim light of the fire, her exhausted face looked exceptionally peaceful and calm, as if the hustle and bustle of the world around her had been completely isolated from her.