Farmer’s Blessed Girl

In autumn, when many animals are about to hibernate, Man Bao accurately found a hole under the tree with the stick she sharpened.

Ahem, it's so accurate, of course, because of Keke.

When Man Bao opened the hole, he saw a thorn ball that had shrunk into a ball. It was obviously frightened and didn't dare to run when it rolled into a ball.

Man Bao gently touched it with a stick, and said strangely: "Is this a hedgehog? It's written on the book, and the skin can be used as a medicinal material."

Keke: "...Host, we agreed to include it."

"Don't worry, I won't fight with you." Man Bao looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, she took two steps forward and covered the small hole with her small body.

She smiled, reached out and touched the hedgehog's thorn lightly, and it was instantly received into the system.

Keke included it contentedly, and said, "I'll tell you when the encyclopedia's points come out."

Man Bao responded, moved back, and filled the hole she just poked.

She glanced at the denser woods inside and moved. Keke also wanted the host to go in, but he had to remind the host, "Host, your husband called you."

Man Bao turned to look at Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang was standing beside him and waved at her. Man Bao turned around and went out. On the way, he pulled a handful of wild chrysanthemums in full bloom in the woods.

Man Bao pulled a grass and tied the wild chrysanthemums into a handful, and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, does it look good?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said in a perfunctory manner: "It's beautiful, let's go, it's getting late."

Man Bao responded, took the flower stool and walked up with Mr. Zhuang. On the way, she saw some beautiful red or yellow flowers, so she picked a few and stuffed them into the bouquet of wild chrysanthemums. Perhaps because she felt monotonous, she pulled some more flowers. The grass that looks good is stuffed in, and the flowers are more beautiful.

Mr. Zhuang was not surprised, but the pedestrians he met on the road looked at the flowers in Man Bao's hands curiously.

Flowers, either on hairpins, or in pots, or pruning branches and putting them in a bottle to enjoy, so that the flowers and grass are directly tied into a bunch, not to mention, it is really beautiful.

When pedestrians saw it on the road, they also pulled the flowers off the hairpin, or pinned it to the ear or the placket of the clothes.

Man Bao chose a red flower with a particularly correct color for their husband and put it on his head.

Mr. Jiang and the others were really tired. When they were supporting each other to take a rest by the roadside, as soon as they looked up at the top of the mountain, they saw two teachers and apprentices walking not far from them, laughing.

Man Bao deliberately walked over to Mr. Zhuang, stood on tiptoe and found a particularly good position for the hairpin on his head.

Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile, "Would you like to give you a hairpin as a teacher?"

Man Bao looked around and found no particularly beautiful flowers, so he refused.

Mr. Zhuang didn't care either, and he was about to continue crawling when he raised his feet, when a few breathless calls came from behind, "Old Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang—"

When Mr. Zhuang turned back, he saw Mr. Jiang and a group of very familiar people watching them, master and apprentice, from a distance behind him.

Seeing them turn around, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Old Zhuang, stay here, call your disciple to help."

Mr. Zhuang was speechless for a while, glanced behind them, and saw that behind them were four little servants who were carrying big bags and small bags, and couldn't make it at all, so he could only wave his hands and let Man Bao go down to help people.

Man Bao tucked the flowers into Mr. Zhuang's arms, and went down with a basket on her back. She supported Mr. Jiang with one hand and Mr. Chen with the other before going up the mountain.

Mr. Zhuang looked around and saw a large lawn on the side, so he simply left the road and walked to the lawn to sit down.

Man Bao helped the two gentlemen to the lawn, and then went to help the remaining two gentlemen. The servant behind them also sat on the lawn while panting and holding something.

Man Bao was also very tired, and sat down on the grass. It was really tiring to accompany his husband to climb the mountain.

Mr. Jiang boasted: "Laozhuang, your disciple is well received, and you are quite filial."

Mr. Zhuang is not tired at the moment, he just looked at the things their little servants were carrying with some curiosity, and asked, "What did you bring?"

Mr. Jiang glanced back, shook his hand and said, "Knowing that the Guozi School will also come here to ascend this year, we have brought a lot less than in previous years."

Mr. Chen nodded, "Yes, last year we brought tents and quilts up. We climbed high and looked far in the daytime, and we drank and admired the moon at night. It was a pleasure."

When Man Bao heard this, he was in a bad mood and asked, "Is it fun to sleep in the mountains at night?"

Mr. Jiang rolled his eyes and nodded, "It's fun."

Man Bao was envious and began to ponder...

Mr. Zhuang was afraid that she would be sleeping rough, so he changed the subject and asked, "Then what have you brought with you now?"

"It's nothing, just something to eat and drink."

"We've already climbed halfway, and we're still halfway there, right?" Mr. Lu, who was on the side, felt out of breath, so he got up and greeted everyone: "Let's go, go up early and get a good seat, The top of the mountain is so big, and if you go late, you won’t be able to get a good seat.”

Everyone also got up.

On the way, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Laozhuang, didn't you say that you will meet at the foot of the mountain, why did you climb first without waiting for us?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "We waited, and we climbed before we waited. Look at the distance on both sides of us. We are the kung fu of our front and back feet, so you also came up directly at the foot of the mountain? Didn't you wait for me?"

Mr. Jiang coughed lightly: "We looked for it, but we didn't find it. Thinking that we might meet on the mountain, we went up the mountain. Sure enough, we met on the mountain."

Mr. Zhuang also nodded and said, "This is fate."

The other four gentlemen nodded: "Fate."

The children in the mix are full of treasures:  …

The five gentlemen climbed to the top of the mountain out of breath. Man Bao helped Mr. Zhuang to pant. Mr. Jiang and their four servants had already put down the big bags and small bags on their backs, shoulders and arms. They circled the top of the mountain, looking for He found a quiet and flat place to put things down, unpacked and started to move.

The top of Qinghua Mountain is not small, Man Bao glanced at it, and he couldn't take it all in at a glance.

She helped Mr. Zhuang around a big rock to the lawn they were looking for, and saw four little servants spread out a roll, which turned out to be two straw mats.

The straw mats were spread out on the lawn, and the four of them took out cups, saucers, copper pots, tea sets, melons and fruits from each bag...

This preparation is more complete than what Grandma Liu prepared for climbing the mountain.

Mr. Jiang and the others also came over, supporting each other, and sat down on the mat one after another. Seeing that Man Bao was still standing, Mr. Jiang greeted her very kindly, "Come, Man Bao, sit with me."

Next update around 8pm