"My son is so good. You stay home and wait for Dad. Dad will go up the mountain to see if there are any fresh and delicious wild fruits to pick and bring back for my precious son to try."

With a smile on his face, Shen Zishan stretched out his broad and warm palm and gently rubbed Shen Xiaochuan's little head before picking up the lively Shen Xiaoxiao and striding towards the door.

As soon as she stepped out of the house, Shen Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to struggle to get down and walk on her own. Her two chubby little legs seemed to be equipped with little motors, and she ran as fast as a whirlwind.

She stumbled and staggered forward, laughing merrily as she went, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.

Shen Zishan followed behind unhurriedly, a doting smile on his face, letting the little guy run around to his heart's content.

Before long, Shen Xiaoxiao's speed gradually slowed down.

Her rosy cheeks were now even redder, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She was panting heavily, clearly exhausted.

"How are you? Honey, can't run anymore? Come on, let Daddy carry you, okay?"

Shen Zishan squatted down with a doting expression, gently patted his broad and sturdy back, and smiled at his daughter Shen Xiaoxiao.

At this moment, Shen Xiaoxiao was very conflicted. She had promised her mother that she would walk the entire mountain path by herself.

But who would have thought that she would already be out of breath and feeling exhausted after only a short time?

But if we let Dad carry or hold us up the mountain now, wouldn't that be breaking our promise to Mom?

Shen Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, shook her head firmly, and said, "Dad, no need, I can walk by myself."

Shen Zishan was unwilling to listen to his daughter. He looked at the sensible and adorable little girl in front of him with heartache, and without saying a word, he stretched out his arms and hugged Shen Xiaoxiao tightly.

"Hey, don't push yourself, honey! At this rate, it'll be dark by the time we get to the top of the mountain!"

As he spoke, Shen Zishan hugged Shen Xiaoxiao tightly and strode quickly up the mountain.

And so, the father and daughter, chatting and laughing, gradually disappeared down the winding mountain road...

Along the way, Shen Xiaoxiao and Shen Zishan stopped and started frequently.

Everywhere they looked, there were only common medicinal herbs.

Even these common herbs were as precious as treasures to Shen Xiaoxiao, who had nothing to offer at the moment.

As she walked, Shen Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly lit up. She saw a clump of Bletilla striata growing not far ahead.

She hurried forward, then crouched down and began to dig carefully.

While digging, he kept muttering, "Dad, look, this is Bletilla striata! Look at its leaves, they are as green and slender as Asarum heterotropoides; and look at its roots, they are shaped exactly like water chestnuts, and there are fine hairs between the nodes."

Then, Shen Xiaoxiao explained the medicinal properties of Bletilla striata to her father in detail: "Bletilla striata has an astringent and constricting nature, which is just right for the seasonal characteristics of autumn when metal is the master of constriction."

"Therefore, it has the effects of entering the lungs, stopping bleeding, promoting muscle growth, and treating sores."

Hearing his daughter's professional and detailed explanation, Shen Zishan was stunned. He stared at Shen Xiaoxiao with wide eyes, his face full of surprise.

It took her a while to come to her senses, and she murmured, "Girl, how do you know so much?"

After saying that, Shen Zishan reached up and scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly, revealing a simple and honest smile.

Just then, Shen Xiaoxiao was about to stand up when she suddenly noticed a Panax notoginseng plant beside her. She excitedly shouted, "Dad, look! There's a Panax notoginseng plant here! Let's dig it up quickly!"

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Zishan quickly came over and asked curiously, "Girl, what is this Panax notoginseng used for?"

As he spoke, he nimbly picked up his tools and began digging, while listening intently to his daughter's explanation and silently memorizing every word she said.

"The root of Panax notoginseng has the effects of stopping bleeding, dispersing blood stasis, and relieving pain! For cases where the wound is bleeding profusely due to being cut by a sharp blade, shot by an arrow, or caused by falling or being hit by a stick, just chew it and apply it to the affected area, or grind it into powder and sprinkle it on, and the bleeding will stop quickly."

As Shen Xiaoxiao recalled the knowledge about herbs in her mind, she earnestly explained to her father.

Shen Zishan looked bewildered after hearing this. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Daughter, I still don't quite understand what you're saying."

Seeing this, Shen Xiaoxiao had no choice but to explain it again in simpler terms: "Dad, it means that Panax notoginseng can be used to make wound medicine to treat external bleeding, and it can stop the bleeding of the wound quickly."

At this moment, Shen Zishan's digging for Panax notoginseng did not stop. The father and daughter worked together and finally dug up all the Panax notoginseng in this area.

Before we knew it, more than an hour had passed.

Following that, they discovered a number of common medicinal herbs.

Shen Xiaoxiao wouldn't let these treasures go easily; she carefully picked some of each kind.

Before long, the small, exquisite basket that they had brought up the mountain was stuffed full, leaving no room for anything else.

Shen Xiaoxiao deftly continued placing medicinal herbs into the space.

She deftly and skillfully picked up tiny bits of each medicinal herb from the nearly overflowing basket on her back.

Then, with a gentle and skillful touch, she carefully placed these small amounts of medicinal herbs into her spatial storage.

Watching his daughter so carefully and meticulously sorting the medicinal herbs, Shen Zishan couldn't help but feel happy. He worked even harder to help her dig, completely forgetting what he originally wanted to do on this trip up the mountain.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the hustle and bustle and laughter. Before we knew it, the sky was gradually tinged with a dusky yellow, and night was about to fall.

Only then did the father and daughter realize that it was getting late, so they hurriedly began packing their things to go down the mountain.

Ma Aning had prepared dinner early at home, eagerly anticipating the return of her father and daughter for the meal.

She waited and waited, but the father and daughter never appeared.

Extremely anxious, she paced back and forth at the door, her heart pounding in her chest, fearing that something unexpected might have happened on the mountain.

Before it got completely dark, I finally saw two figures, one big and one small, walking home.