Su Yunuo held up her hands to ward off the leaves swirling in the wind. She squinted and glanced at the house, visible in the distance, with a weary expression. With strained arms, she struggled to lift the increasingly heavy basket on her back.,She tucked what was in her hands into her sleeve and looked back up at the hillside. Su Yunduo was still there, hiding things. Later, she would try to persuade Ningshi to go to the county town tomorrow. The things hidden on that hillside could bring some much-needed supplies to their impoverished home. A glimmer of hope flashed in Su Yunduo's heart.,I gazed upon the village ahead, shrouded in mist and drizzle. Turning my gaze back to the path I had come from, the thought of carving a mountain road behind my own house surged strongly within me once more.。