Chapter 235: Ah-ma (2) (1/2)

After walking for another hour, the rundown old tent in the horizon was finally right before them.

This was a small hillock and the old tent had been set up where the hillock blocked the wind. The broken parts of the tent had already been patched up by someone using dried grass.

Not too far off from the tent was an area cordoned off by a line of short fences, corralling two thin-looking horses and a few old sheep.

The bleating of the sheep was transmitted across the plains thanks to the blowing winds.

By this time, the sky was already beginning to darken. However, there were no lights shining from the tent. As they stood outside, they could hear someone coughing and a woman speaking in a hoarse voice.

He Changdi’s heart had long frosted over in the bleak freezing winds of Liangzhou, but it seemed like the woman’s rough voice had slowly warmed it up.

His eyes seemed to carry more passion than usual as he stared at the tent, which had almost been swallowed in darkness. His deep gaze was currently filled with warmth.

He stood outside the tent for who knows how long. Finally, the tent flaps lifted, and a middle-aged woman walked out.

Darkness had already fallen. Clothed in some thick furs and fabric, the woman couldn’t even see the newcomer’s face. She could only vaguely make out a rough silhouette.

“Ah-ma.”

He Changdi mumbled from the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged woman had just come out to toss some water and wash some bowls. When she looked up only to see two dark shapes standing not too far away, she cried out sharply and fell to the ground.

He Changdi quickly went forward to help her up.

Up close, the middle-aged woman could finally make identify the silhouettes as two young Han. She immediately relaxed and tried speaking to them in the barbarian language.

He Changdi replied to her in the same language. He was so fluent that he sounded exactly like someone born to it. The middle-aged woman then happily welcomed He Changdi and Laiyue into the tent to talk.