"Is this Jade Pond?"
Qin Guanglin curiously gazed at the creek before him, "Where does it resemble a jade maiden?"
"You don't worry about what it's called, as long as it's pretty, that's enough."
He Fang walked a few steps forward, thinking of resting, but seeing too many people, hesitated. She pointed upstream, "Let's go check out over there."
"Alright."
Qin Guanglin didn't feel very tired; the murmuring of the creek mixed with birdsong was much more comforting than listening to cars honking all day in the city.
After walking upstream for about ten minutes, the area became less crowded. The slowly flowing water and the environment were even more comfortable than before.
"Over there," He Fang finally found a suitable spot, "Come on, let's rest a bit."
It was a flat stone by the creek. Once she sat down, she could easily reach down to touch the water, washed her hands, and then pulled Qin Guanglin's backpack, "Are you hungry?"