章 39: Xue Xiaohong's Speculation 

When Yuan Fang arrived at the class camp.

The sky was already bright, and the golden morning light burst out from a red sun on the mountain top in the distance, shining brightly and rendering the mountains, rivers and jungles heartily.

The fog dispersed, dewdrops were glittering and translucent, reflecting colorful light, the air was fresh and moist, mixed with the smell of various plants.

A beautiful morning.

The teenagers of Class 3 have already got up at the moment. They have taken local materials, washed with dew on grass leaves, added firewood to the bonfire and roasted mutton.

Xue Xiaohong's hands were in the dewdrops rolled with grass leaves. She picked up the water and scrubbed her face. Suddenly, the corner of her eye leaked out. She put down her hands and looked up to see a familiar figure coming up.

"Yuan, you are finally back. Are you not tired?"

She asked with concern, wiping a wet face with her hand and tearing off the towel on her shoulder to dry it.