The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 1102 - 181: Ascending to a High Place

Chapter 1102: Chapter 181: Ascending to a High Place

Autumn, when many animals are preparing to hibernate. Manbao, clutching a stick she had sharpened, accurately found a hole at the base of a tree.

Cough cough, to be this precise, of course, it’s all thanks to Keke.

Manbao dug up the hole, only to see a curled-up hedgehog inside, clearly startled, it stayed balled up, too scared to run.

Manbao touched it gently with the stick, and curiously said, "This is a hedgehog, right? It’s drawn in books, its skin can be used as medicinal material."

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

"Don’t worry, I’m not competing with you for it." Manbao looked around to make sure no one was watching, then moved forward two steps and shielded the small hole completely with her little body.

She snickered and softly touched the hedgehog’s spines, and in an instant, it was collected into the system.

Keke contently included it and said, "I’ll tell you when the encyclopedia’s points are out."

Manbao nodded in response and moved back to fill the hole she had just poked open.

She glanced at the denser woods inside and was tempted to go in. Keke also was eager for his host to explore, but felt obliged to remind her, "Host, your mentor is calling for you."

Manbao turned her head to look at Mr. Zhuang, who was standing by waving at her. Manbao then turned and left, picking some wild chrysanthemums from the forest along the way.

She tied a bunch of wild chrysanthemums with a piece of grass and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, do they look good?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at them and nodded slightly, perfunctorily saying, "They look nice. Let’s go, it’s getting late."

Manbao agreed and, holding the flowers, followed Mr. Zhuang up the trail. Along the way, whenever she saw pretty red or yellow flowers, she picked some to add to her chrysanthemums, enhancing their beauty with well-looking grass she picked.

Mr. Zhuang was used to her antics, while the passersby on the way curiously looked at the flowers in Manbao’s hands.

Flowers were usually worn in the hair, planted in pots, or cut and arranged in vases for appreciation. It was quite unusual yet lovely to see them tied up just as flowers and grass.

Some passersby were inspired to do the same, picking flowers to adorn their hair or pin to their ears and lapels.

Manbao chose a particularly bright red flower for her mentor and pinned it to his hair.

Mr. Jiang and the others were quite exhausted and propped each other up to rest by the roadside. When they looked up towards the mountaintop, they saw the laughing mentor and disciple not far from them.

Manbao deliberately walked up above Mr. Zhuang, tiptoed, and found a particularly good spot on his head to pin the flower.

Mr. Zhuang, with a smile, asked, "Would you like your teacher to pin one for you too?"

After looking around and not finding any particularly pretty flowers, Manbao declined.

Mr. Zhuang didn’t mind and was about to continue climbing when a few panting calls came from behind, "Zhuangzi, Mr. Zhuang—"

Mr. Zhuang turned around and saw Mr. Jiang and several other familiar figures far behind them.

As soon as they saw him turn around, they immediately waved and said, "Zhuangzi, wait up, have your disciple come help us."

Mr. Zhuang was speechless for a moment. After glancing behind them, he saw four Xiaos laden with large and small bags, unable to help, so he just waved his hand and sent Manbao down to lend assistance.

Manbao stuffed the flowers into Mr. Zhuang’s arms, scampered down the hill with her basket on her back, and helped Mr. Jiang and Mr. Chen up the mountain with one hand each.

Mr. Zhuang looked around and saw a fairly large grassy area by the side and simply left the path to sit down on the grass.

After Manbao helped the two sirs to the grassy patch, she went to help the remaining two sirs. Their Xiaos also gaspingly sat on the grass with their burdens.

Manbao, also quite out of breath, plumped herself on the grass, finding accompanying her mentor up the mountain truly exhausting.

However, Mr. Jiang praised, "Zhuangzi, you’ve taken on a good disciple, so dutiful."

At the moment, Mr. Zhuang wasn’t tired, but he was rather curious about what the Xiaos were carrying and asked, "What have you all brought with you?"

Mr. Jiang looked back and waved his hand, saying, "You know this year the Imperial Academy is also coming here to hike, we’ve already brought a lot less than in previous years."

Mr. Chen nodded and added, "Indeed, last year we even brought tents and quilts up here, so we could climb during the day and drink and admire the moon at night, so delightful."

Upon hearing this, Manbao was immediately intrigued, asking, "Is it fun to spend the night on the mountain?"

Mr. Jiang’s eyes twinkled as he nodded, "It’s fun."

Manbao couldn’t help but feel envious and started to ponder...

Mr. Zhuang, worrying that she might express a desire to stay overnight, changed the topic abruptly, "Then what have you brought now?"

"Nothing much, just some food and drink," they replied.

"We’ve already climbed halfway, right?" Mr. Lu, feeling his breath returning, stood up and called everyone, "Let’s go. If we get there earlier, we can secure a better spot. The mountaintop is only so big, and we’ll miss out on the good spots if we’re late."

Everyone then got up to continue the climb.

Along the way, Mr. Jiang couldn’t resist asking, "Zhuangzi, didn’t we agree to meet at the foot of the mountain? How come you didn’t wait for us and just climbed ahead?"

Mr. Zhuang replied, "We waited, but went ahead when you didn’t show up in time. Seeing the distance between us, we just missed each other by moments, so you also came directly without waiting for me, right?"

Mr. Jiang coughed lightly and said, "We did look for you, just couldn’t find you. Thinking we might meet on the mountain, we just climbed up. Indeed, we met on the way here."

Mr. Zhuang nodded in response, "That’s fate."

The other sirs nodded in agreement, "Fate indeed."

The child amidst them, Manbao: ...

The five sirs climbed to the mountaintop out of breath, Manbao supported Mr. Zhuang who was panting, and Mr. Jiang’s four Xiaos, having set down their loads, scoped out a quiet and flat spot on the mountaintop, unpacked their bundles and got busy.

Qinghua Mountain’s summit was vast, and Manbao looked around to see that its uneven terrain couldn’t be seen in one glance.

She assisted Mr. Zhuang around a large boulder to the grassy patch they had picked. Watching the four Xiaos unfold what appeared to be two straw mats.

They laid the mats on the grass, and from their bags came out cups, saucers, a copper basin, tea sets, fruits...

This preparation was even more comprehensive than what Grandma Liu brought for mountain climbing.

Mr. Jiang and the others, supporting one another, came over and sat on the mat. Seeing that Manbao was still standing, Mr. Jiang warmly invited her, "Come, Manbao, sit with me here."

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