An Ning didn't want to take the rope, but Jiang Xia, who was still trembling all over, hugged a big tree tightly.

"You, you. If you don't take it, I...I won't go back if I freeze to death."

"Worrying childish nag."

An Ning complained, turned around a few steps, and took the rope in his hand.

"No, it needs to be tied to the body, preferably one that goes in through the neck and comes out with one arm."

"I can tell you, I am very stubborn. If you don't do it, I will go down by myself."

"Anyway, I got wet once, so I'm not afraid of the second time."

Jiang Xia started to chatter.

The tranquility below, look up.

"Jiang Xia, do you know that you are threatening someone who wants to help you with your own safety?"

Jiang Xia, who was above, shouted with trembling lips: "I know!"

"For the sake of my Dahuang, you can't help but die."

An Ning, who looked up below, was amused by Jiang Xia.

She hung a rope around her body, turned around and walked down gracefully.

Jiang Xia above breathed a sigh of relief and continued to hug the tree.

"I'll come, I'll come, give me the rope."

An Guoming ran down and wanted to get the rope from Jiang Xia.

Jiangxi shook his head.

"No, I'm worried about your physique."

An Guoming said speechlessly: "Am I okay? At least I didn't shiver."

Jiang Xia closed her eyes, held her hands tightly together, and wrapped her limbs around a tree.

"No, I don't believe you. What should I do if the sika deer is injured?"

For a moment, An Guoming felt like he was an outsider.

"That's my sister, how can I harm her?"

"No, but lack of strength can sometimes cause harm."

No matter what An Guoming said, Jiang Xia would not let go.

An Guoming had no choice but to stand next to Jiang Xia, observing An Ning's situation below at all times.

In the trench, An Ning had already stepped onto the ice, moving very lightly as she walked inside step by step.

Jiang Xia put Dong XZ on a roundabout in the river.

That is, on a small earth bag.

An Ning carefully walked towards a small tidal island a third of the way to the river and saw the package Jiang Xia mentioned.

She picked up the package, tied it to her body, and carefully stepped onto the ice again.

"Hurry up, little sister, slow down."

An Guoming was horrified to see it.

Things like ice holes are simply the number one killer in winter in the north.

"Click click click——"

"Little sister——"

"run---"

Jiang Xia shouted at the top of her lungs, her eyes bulging from the stimulation.

An Ning reacted faster, and with mental strength under his feet, he ran as hard as he could.

Just like the slow motion in all movies, with every step An Ning takes, the ice beneath her feet begins to crack.

The crack behind is like a man-eating monster, following closely, just one step away.

"Little sister - hurry up -"

An Guoming got off the road and reached the place closest to the ice. He stretched out a hand, wishing that this hand was several meters long.

An Ning ran hard, and when she was a few steps away, she jumped and flew up.

The ice underfoot broke into several pieces, and ice water splashed.

An Guoming held the rope with one hand and reached for An Ning with the other.

Jiang Xia desperately coiled the rope.

There was a "bang" sound.

An Ning landed on her feet and turned around to hold An Guoming back.

"Second brother, fortunately you didn't rush out."

An Ning, who was running on the river, was particularly afraid that An Guoming would rush out in a hurry and she would have to save him then.

An Guoming was still frightened.

"How are you? Did you fall somewhere?"

"I'm fine."

An Ning stood up, turned around, and moved his hands and feet, but they were intact.

An Guoming's heart gradually shrank as he looked at the rope on An Ning's body.

"Fortunately I have a rope attached."

An Ning looked down and saw that it was indeed the case.

After all, others don't know she has mental powers. At critical moments, the rope can save her life.

The two men walked up from the trench. Jiang Xia, who was pulling the rope, had already collapsed to the ground.

An Ning ran over in a few steps and looked down at Jiang Xia, who had her eyes open, feeling half relieved.

"Still alive."

"Why do I hear a hint of regret?"

Jiang Xia raised her eyebrows and asked, and An Ning clicked her tongue.

"You heard that right."

An Ning reached out and bent down, ready to help Jiang Xia.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

An Guoming used the fastest speed in his life, rushed forward, squeezed in between An Ning and Jiang Xia, and helped Jiang Xia up with a smile.

Jiang Xia doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. Men and women should indeed keep a certain distance.

An Ning just thought An Guoming was a bit strange, but as for the other things, he didn't expect it.

The three people got in the car again, Jiang Xia was still sitting in the back, An Guoming was driving, and An Ning was the co-pilot.

The truck was ignited, started, and drove away from this location.

An Ning gave the package she found to Jiang Xia.

"Your stuff."

"Thanks."

Jiang Xia took his package. Here are all the gains from the south this time.

In other words, there is nothing else in this package except money.

Inside the truck, it was extremely quiet.

None of the three people spoke, and An Ning and An Guoming did not ask why or how Jiang Xia was here.

Jiang Xia in the back was holding a bottle of wine and sipping to keep warm.

"Are you driving with alcohol in your car?"

An Ning looked back.

"What you are drinking is the Wuliangye I bought for my uncle. Thirty-eight bottles. Remember to pay."

"Hehe, okay."

Jiang Xia promised without any burden, which is indeed An Ning's style.

Behind Jiang Xia, her body finally warmed up.

"I jumped off the train."
To be continued...