Chapter 293 The Intimidation of Flowers

After cutting off the omen, I lost all interest in anything else.

So the three of them carried all the pots, pans, clothes, luggage, and the clubs they had brought with them, along with the clubs they had collected during their trip into the mountains, and slowly made their way out.

Around five o'clock, the three men arrived at the place where they had hidden the railway tricycle and its wheels, and found the tricycle and its wheels.

After installation, push the tricycle onto the railway track, then put all the heavy objects on the tricycle. Pushing it like this makes it much easier.

Especially on the way back, which is mostly downhill, the railway tricycle can move forward on its own without much effort, saving you time and energy.

The three of them walked for almost three hours, covering more than thirty miles, and finally arrived at the forest farm around eight o'clock.

It's already pitch black outside at this hour. Everyone has finished dinner and is getting ready for bed. Even the most talkative women wouldn't be out at this time.

There aren't many dogs kept in the forest farm, and it's quiet everywhere.

The three of them moved as quietly as possible, making no loud noise, and made their way back to the Sheng family.

Before I even got to the front door, I could hear the dogs in the house starting to whine.

After chatting with Sheng Xiping for a few minutes, he started snoring and fell asleep.

After all, it is a tiger, and a relatively small adult Siberian tiger at that. Don't be fooled by the fact that this two-month-old creature is already quite large.

Those few days I stayed outside the mountains, and even a fur rug that provided some insulation was fine, it was comparable to a heated kang bed.

After her husband had been away from home for several days, he finally returned. Hearing the unfamiliar snoring, Sheng Xiping leaned closer to Zhou Qinglan and put his arm around her waist. She then drifted off to sleep.

"It's too early now. Next year, around that time next year, let's retreat down the mountain together and try our luck."

Sheng Xiping and his group went up the mountain on the 25th, and it's already September 2nd. They've been away for eight or nine days, and the dogs miss Sheng Xiping because they haven't seen him.

Otherwise, if the dog keeps whimpering late at night, it will attract the attention of the neighbors, which would be a real problem.

It's because Zhang Shuzhen didn't react that way.

On the first day, I encountered a seven-year-old tree; on the seventh day, I encountered an eight-leaf tree and a seven-leaf tree at the foot of the mountain wall.

"Wow, your Huahua is so amazing! One bark from her scared seven puppies?"

Once that was explained, the family understood.

Zhang Shuzhen gave Sheng Liancheng and his son a wink, then got up to prepare the meal.

It was early. Zhou Qinglan and I had been eating and sleeping poorly for four days down the mountain, and we were all exhausted.

The bad thing is that they grew up together on yellow milk. Although Hua Hua would bully the two puppies, like often slapping them a couple of times.

So all I can do is go over there, pet each dog's head, scratch their chin, and try to cheer them up.

The dogs, which were wagging their tails and jumping around happily, suddenly froze in place, as if a switch had been pressed. They were still moving, though not completely still.

If the seedlings have been damaged for a few days after the mountain falls, even the seventh-grade seedlings with leaves will be bad. If you encounter a seedling with eighth-grade leaves, you're really unlucky.

He oversaw the handling of those ginseng; everyone followed his instructions.

Since your mother-in-law is doing all the work, and you're just sitting around doing nothing, you go to the kitchen to help with the tidying up.

But this seven-year cycle is a transformative process, and its significance is considerable.

"So few people went down the mountain and still found corn cobs? Wow, this year's harvest is quite good."

After coming up to Zhou Qinglan, it rubbed its fluffy head against Ge Chenghui's trouser leg, making a purring sound.

Sheng Liancheng and his two companions pushed open the gate and entered the courtyard. They put the tricycle aside and didn't even bother to unload their things. Sheng Xiping went to comfort the dogs first.

If that's the case, how come anyone knew that there was such a forest hidden outside the Eighth Branch Line during the years the little guy spent in Houchuan Forest Farm?

Sheng Xiping was sitting here listening to the story with great interest, but when he didn't expect the topic to fall on you, he asked in surprise.

When Zhou Qinglan picked Hua Hua up, it was annoyed. It put its paws down and let out a loud howl at Zhou Qinglan. Then, it put its head under Zhou Qinglan's shoulder. It was obvious at a glance.

Then, a white figure came out from outside the house and let out a howl towards the inside.

If we sell the larger ones to make money, our family's finances will be more comfortable. We can keep all the smaller ones, since they were useless before.

Seven dogs—Qilang Shen, General Bai, Leopard, and Fat Tiger—were all tied up inside, while Big Yellow and two puppies, along with the big tiger Hua Hua, were outside.

"Mom, that's what you're thinking. This ginseng king and the other few seedlings with eight leaves are all for sale and kept."

Zhang Shuzhen was stunned when she heard this. "Why does this sound like a dream to you?"

So Zhou Qinglan, the fact that we didn't gain such a small amount after retreating from the mountain truly shocked the Sheng family.

Zhou Qinglan carried Huahua out of the house, placed it outside the small flower basket, and then helped unload the other things.

After breakfast, everyone who was off school or get off work went about their business, but Zhou Qinglan also had to go to the Qianxiaodi agricultural site to take a look.

As soon as they heard footsteps, they all ran out of their nests and barked towards the gate.

So Zhang Shuzhen urged her husband and son to quickly wash up, get ready, and go to bed.

So Zhang Shuzhen lit a candle in the kitchen, called out Sheng Liancheng and his two sons, and before Sheng Xiping joined them, the group sat in the inner room chatting.

The food was laid out on the table, and the eight men were all starving. They didn't care about anything else and quickly started eating.

So, if you don't participate, you need to handle this properly; otherwise, if you do something wrong and people find out, it could cause trouble.

The leopard and the fat tiger, both enjoying their owner's affection, could only stare helplessly, their whimpers growing even fiercer.

"Wait a minute, go prepare the food. Don't dawdle, fill your stomach first, then we'll chat quickly."

Even if you don't have any bad ginseng, wandering around outside the mountains for a few days and making any progress, encountering all sorts of things is also unusual.

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