Woman

  Because of the wet body and extreme hunger, Xuan Yiran was both cold and hungry, huddled in a relatively warm corner to barely sleep until dawn.

  She walked to the lake's edge, put down her sword, scooped up some clear water with her hands to wash her face, and immediately the reflection in the rippling lake surface was a clean little face.

  "Little girl?" The voice from behind made Xuan Yan's vigilant grip on his sword tighten as he turned around, and what entered his eyes was a woman carrying a water bucket with a white headscarf wrapped in a motherly style.

  The woman saw that the girl in front of her had a clearly frightened look on her face, and she didn't plan to continue walking forward to stimulate this child. "Little girl, where did you come from? Are you lost?"

  The warm and soothing voice like a spring breeze made Xuan feel at ease and slowly relaxed his tense nerves, "May I ask..."

  "Rumble" stomach sounded again, very unceremoniously, which led the woman to purse her lips and smile lightly, "Are you hungry? If you don't mind, would you like to come to my home?"

  The woman's sincere invitation made Xuan feel that there was no need to be suspicious or worried, because her intuition told her that the person in front of her was not a suspicious person, so she nodded in agreement.

  "Come on!" The woman saw Xuan's nod of agreement and smiled happily before walking ahead to lead the way.

  As he made his way through the dense forest, Xuan Yiran saw smoke rising into the air not far away, which further confirmed that the woman had not lied.

  She came to the outside of the house, and curiously looked around, finding that except for this house, there were no other households. Moreover, this house had a rural style, and the wooden fence surrounding the house added a strong flavor to it.

  For some reason, Xuan Yiran suddenly liked this place where people felt calm and peaceful.

  "Come in, little girl." The woman opened the door and smiled at Xuan Yanran with a sideways glance.

  She nodded and said "excuse me" before walking in.

  The interior structure of the house is roughly what I thought, a stove for cooking, a wooden square dining table, several chairs, and a staircase by the window connecting to the upstairs.

  A simple yet comfortable place, where Xuan Yiran experienced a different world with European countryside style of life.