Chapter 1092 Climbing
In autumn, many animals are preparing to hibernate. Manbao used the stick she had sharpened and accurately found a hole under the tree.
Ahem, the reason I can be so accurate is of course because of Koko.
When Manbao dug open the hole, he saw a thorn ball curled up inside. It was obviously frightened and curled up into a ball, not daring to run away.
Manbao nudged it gently with a stick and asked curiously, "Is this a hedgehog? There's a picture of one in the book, and its skin can be used as medicine."
Koko: "...Host, we agreed to include it."
"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for it." Manbao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so she moved forward two steps and covered the small hole tightly with her small body.
She chuckled, reached out and gently touched the hedgehog's quills, and it was instantly received into the system.
Koko included it with satisfaction and said, "I'll tell you when the points in the encyclopedia come out."
Manbao agreed, moved back, and filled the hole she had just poked.
She glanced at the denser woods inside and became interested. Koko also wanted the host to go in, but he had to remind the host, "Host, your master is calling you."
Manbao turned around to look at Mr. Zhuang, who was standing by and waving at her. Manbao turned around and left, picking a handful of wild chrysanthemums blooming in the woods on the way.
Manbao pulled some grass and tied the wild chrysanthemums into a bunch and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, do they look good?"
Mr. Zhuang took a look, nodded slightly, and said perfunctorily: "It looks good. Let's go. It's getting late."
Manbao agreed and walked up with Mr. Zhuang in her hand, holding the flowers. On the way, she saw some pretty red or yellow flowers, so she picked a few and stuffed them into the bouquet of wild chrysanthemums. Perhaps because it felt monotonous, she pulled some nice-looking grass and stuffed it in, making the flowers even more beautiful.
Mr. Zhuang was not surprised by this, but passers-by on the street looked at the flowers in Manbao's hand with curiosity.
Flowers can be pinned on the head, planted in pots, or cut into branches and placed in a vase for appreciation. Just tying the flowers and grass into a bunch looks really beautiful.
When passers-by saw this, they would grab the picked flowers and put them on their hairpins, ears or lapels.
Manbao picked out a particularly bright red flower for their husband and pinned it on his head.
Mr. Jiang and his companions were very tired. They supported each other and were about to take a rest on the side of the road. When they looked up at the top of the mountain, they saw the master and his disciple walking not far from them and laughing.
Manbao walked up to Mr. Zhuang and stood on tiptoe to find a particularly good spot on his head to put the hairpin on.
Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile, "Would you like me to give you one too?"
Manbao looked around and didn't find any particularly beautiful flowers, so he refused.
Mr. Zhuang didn't care. He raised his foot and was about to continue climbing. He heard several breathless calls from behind him, "Old Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang——"
Mr. Zhuang turned around and saw Mr. Jiang and a group of very familiar-looking people looking at him and his disciple from a distance behind him.
As soon as he saw them turning around, he immediately waved and said, "Lao Zhuang, please wait a moment. Quickly ask your disciples to come and help you."
Mr. Zhuang was speechless for a long time. He glanced behind them and saw four servants following them, carrying large and small bags and having no hands free. He could only wave his hand and let Manbao go down to help them.
Manbao stuffed the flowers into Mr. Zhuang's arms, and went downstairs happily with the basket on her back. She held Mr. Jiang with one hand and Mr. Chen with the other and went up the mountain.
Mr. Zhuang looked around and saw a large lawn on the side, so he simply left the road and sat down on the lawn.
Manbao helped the two gentlemen to the lawn, and then went to help the remaining two gentlemen. The servant behind them also sat down on the lawn, panting, holding his things.
Manbao was also very tired and sat down on the grass. It was really tiring to accompany the husband to climb the mountain.
Mr. Jiang praised him, "Lao Zhuang, you have a good disciple. He is also very filial."
Mr. Zhuang was not tired at the moment. He just looked at the things their servants were carrying with some curiosity and asked, "What did you bring?"
Mr. Jiang glanced back and waved his hand, saying, "We knew that the Imperial College would also be coming here to climb the mountain this year, so we've already brought a lot less stuff than in previous years."
Mr. Chen nodded. "Yes, last year we brought tents and quilts with us. We climbed high and looked out into the distance during the day, and drank wine and admired the moon at night. It was such a pleasant experience."
When Manbao heard this, he became very excited and asked, "Is it fun to camp out on the mountain at night?"
Mr. Jiang rolled his eyes and nodded, "It's fun."
Manbao was envious and began to think...
Mr. Zhuang was afraid that she would ask to sleep outdoors, so he changed the subject and asked, "So what have you brought with you now?"
"Nothing much, just some food and drink."
"We're already halfway up the mountain, so we only have halfway left, right?" Mr. Lu, feeling out of breath, stood up and called out to everyone, "Let's go! The sooner we get there, the better the spot. The top of the mountain is so small, and if we go too late, we won't be able to get a good spot."
Everyone stood up.
On the way, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Lao Zhuang, didn't we agree to meet at the foot of the mountain? Why didn't you wait for us and climbed first?"
Mr. Zhuang said, "We waited, but you climbed up before we could wait. Looking at the distance between us, we arrived at the top and bottom of the mountain. So you guys also came straight up after reaching the foot of the mountain? You didn't wait for me, did you?"
Mr. Jiang coughed lightly and said, "We looked for it, but couldn't find it. We thought we might meet it in the mountains, so we came up the mountain. Sure enough, we met it in the mountains."
Mr. Zhuang also nodded and said, "This is fate."
The other four gentlemen nodded: "It's fate."
Manbao, the kid who was among them: ...
The five gentlemen climbed to the top of the mountain panting. Manbao helped Mr. Zhuang catch his breath. Mr. Jiang and his four servants had already put down the large and small bags on their backs, shoulders and arms. They walked around the top of the mountain, found a secluded and flat place to put down their things, unpacked the bags and started to work.
The top of Qinghua Mountain is not small. Manbao took a look at it and found that it was impossible to take in all the ups and downs of this place at a glance.
She helped Mr. Zhuang around a big rock and arrived at the lawn they found. She saw four servants spreading out a roll, which turned out to be two straw mats.
The straw mat was spread out on the lawn, and the four people took out cups, plates, copper basins, tea sets, fruits and vegetables from their bags...
The preparations were even more complete than what Grandmother Liu had prepared for climbing the mountain.
Mr. Jiang and the others also came over, supporting each other, and sat down on the mats. Seeing Manbao still standing, Mr. Jiang greeted her very kindly, "Come, Manbao, sit here with me."
The next update will be around 8pm
(End of this chapter)
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