The people sat around the campfire and ate with smiles. Kiya cooked the food really well. Yang Dao asked, "Kiya, where did you get the coconut milk in this place?"
Green coconuts are a product of coastal regions, so getting them here in the cold desert was rare. Kiya smiled and pointed at Sasha, who was smirking. The boy understood it must have been the Orlenko Family who arranged it.
Nika said, "My father would bring back things when he goes out on a trip for business. Usually, it is all foodstuff. Grandma likes to stay home, but she likes to eat food." Her voice was small and calm. Unlike her previously rowdy temperament. Yang Dao had been noticing the changes in her personality, but he did not comment about it at all.
Icarus suddenly said, "My mom used to tell me a story when we used to go camping." His voice carried a trace of nostalgia.
Sasha asked, "Do you not go camping now?"
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