It wasn't a big deal since the person hadn't died. Zhao Guihua didn't want to get involved in the Zhou family's affairs, so she handed Xingxing over to her five sons and went to cook.
Because of her back injury, Xingxing hadn't been up the mountain for several days. The quintuplets took care of picking honeysuckle, while Xingxing stayed home to dry the flowers. Of course, Zhao Guihua stayed home with her.
She was busy planting brambles at the base of her wall. Although there was already a barrier at the village entrance, her family had many children, and if something really happened, the two adults in her family wouldn't be able to protect them all. Planting brambles along the wall would provide an extra layer of protection.
After Xingxing finished drying the flowers, she stood aside wearing a straw hat and watched her dig holes to plant thorns. "Mom, our yard is big, and there's a lot of wasteland in the backyard. Can we dig up the honeysuckle vines from the mountain and plant them? That way we won't have to go all the way there to pick them; we can pick them right here at home."
"Your idea is good, you can give it a try. Thorns are easy to grow, but I don't know how easy it is to grow honeysuckle. The flowering season is almost over, so there's no need to rush to transplant it now. It's more appropriate to wait until next spring." Everything is easy to grow in spring.
"So honeysuckle doesn't bloom all year round?" Xingxing learned something new.
"Yes, we used to see this flower often, but we didn't know it could be used as medicine. However, people in the countryside all know that this flower stops blooming after its flowering season." In fact, the same goes for wild fruits on the mountain; once the season is over, they won't bear fruit again until next year.
"Mom, Xingxing's back is so itchy, can you scratch it for me?" Xingxing turned around and waited for Zhao Guihua to scratch her back.
“Honey, you can’t scratch it. It’s itchy because the wound has scabbed over. Just bear with it, it will be fine in a couple of days. Scratching now will leave a scar, and it won’t look good.” Zhao Guihua pressed down on her restless little hand.
"But my back is covered by clothes so no one can see me," Xingxing pouted, looking a little aggrieved.
Oh dear, others can't see it, but when you grow up and get married, your husband will see it. However, Xingxing is still young and far from being born. Zhao Guihua didn't want to talk about this upsetting matter. She was reluctant to marry off her daughter when she grew up.
"Mommy can see you when you take a bath."
"Will Mother dislike Xingxing?"
"I can dislike anyone but you, and I still have time to love you." Zhao Guihua chuckled and pulled her into her arms.
Xingxing smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Mom, you're so good. Xingxing will listen to you and won't tickle anymore."
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