Chapter 1093 Care
Manbao sat down on the mat and took out the cakes and chrysanthemum wine she brought to share with them. The gentlemen sat comfortably on the mat, enjoying the autumn breeze, eating fresh fruits, drinking tea and snacks. They felt more comfortable than the gods who had ascended to heaven.
After resting, Manbao couldn't sit still, so she started walking around on the top of the mountain. She walked around and saw many stones and stone walls with words engraved on them, but she didn't see the reclining Buddha.
She ran to Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Sir, where is the reclining Buddha?"
Before Mr. Zhuang could say anything, Mr. Jiang said cheerfully, "You came here to see the reclining Buddha, but you've come to the wrong place. Do you see that mountain over there that's a little higher than ours?"
Manbao turned around and saw that it was the highest peak nearby, so he nodded.
"The reclining Buddha is over there. You've run to the wrong hill. Hahahaha..."
Manbao: ...
Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly and said, "Master, I haven't been to Qinghua Mountain for many years. I forgot."
He said, "If you really want to see it, then go and take a look."
Manbao stood on the edge of the mountain and stared at the mountain opposite in a daze. How could she get over there?
Fly over?
Mr. Jiang gave her some advice and pointed out a path down the mountain: "See? Follow this path down. There's a path going over there. Go over there and you'll be halfway up the mountain. Then you can climb halfway up the peak."
Manbao's eyesight was pretty good, and there wasn't much obstruction on the side facing the mountain except for a few trees, so she looked as she realized something was wrong.
She glanced back at the tourists scattered across the mountaintop, occupying their spaces on mats and cushions. She then looked across at the crowds of people walking and asked, "Why are there so many people over there?"
Mr. Chen laughed and said, "Because there's a reclining Buddha over there, and we only have some stone carvings here, so naturally there are more people."
Manbao understood, and she looked at her husband with resentment.
No wonder the master was not in a hurry at all when he was at home. Bai Shan must have gone over there to see the reclining Buddha.
Mr. Zhuang waved to his disciples and said with a smile, "Come and sit down. If you want to see the reclining Buddha, we can go there in the afternoon when there are fewer people. Now is the time to sit high up and enjoy the autumn scenery of the mountains."
Mr. Jiang nodded in agreement, "Let the autumn breeze blow again."
Mr. Lu and others also said: "We are old and don't want to squeeze with you young people."
Manbao thought so too, thinking that there was still a lot of time today, so he sat down on the mat, glanced at the things that the servants had casually put out, and simply rolled up his sleeves and said, "Sir, let me make tea for you."
"OK."
Manbao asked the servants to put all the things that had been laid out aside and not to spread them all over the mat.
She picked three fruit plates and placed them on the table, then picked up some charcoal to start a fire. A servant took out a water bag and handed it to her, saying proudly, "This is mountain spring water I bought specially. It's perfect for making tea."
Manbao poured the water into the jar and nodded, "It looks quite clear. You can drink it later to see if it is sweet."
Tea was made for the gentlemen, and everyone sat at the table, drinking tea and gazing at the mountain scenery from a high vantage point. Not only the old gentlemen, but Manbao also felt very comfortable.
As soon as the autumn wind blows, I can't help but feel sleepy.
Seeing Manbao squinting her eyes and dozing off, Mr. Zhuang patted her gently and said with a smile, "Go and warm up the wine. After we have a drink, we will go see the Reclining Buddha with you."
Manbao: "Sir, can you still climb the mountain after drinking?"
Mr. Jiang laughed and said, "You underestimate us too much. Even this small jar of chrysanthemum wine you brought is not enough to fill our stomachs."
"I saw it all. The gentlemen also brought two jars of wine."
Mr. Lu and the others laughed out loud. Mr. Jiang couldn't help but cough lightly and said, "That's not much. There are five of us. How about you have a couple of drinks too?"
Manbao hesitated, "Wine is a bit bitter..." although the chrysanthemum wine smelled quite fragrant.
Manbao turned around to warm their wine. After pouring them some, he propped up his chin and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, when will we go hiking again?"
Mr. Zhuang knew immediately that the child was worried about them, his old bones, and didn't plan to go see the reclining Buddha again. He immediately smiled and said, "It won't be long. The Queen Mother's birthday will be here soon. Bai Shan and the others will also need to take a break from school by then. We don't have much to do, so why not come then?"
Mr. Jiang immediately smiled and said, "Call us over, it's more lively when there are more people."
Mr. Zhuang responded with a smile.
Knowing that Manbao had given up the past, the group of old gentlemen became even more indulged and drank all three jars of wine. Some of them were so excited that they recited poems to the autumn wind, while others were so sleepy that they lay down on their mats to sleep.
Mr. Zhuang also half leaned on the mat, supporting his head with his hands, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.
Manbao searched in the backpack and found a rolled-up blanket. She draped it over Mr. Zhuang's shoulders, turned around and went to play by herself without disturbing them.
She looked at the stone carvings for a while, then swung her wooden stick towards the denser woods below and began to turn over insects and pull out grass.
Mr. Jiang saw the child's back disappear, then he smiled and turned to look at Mr. Zhuang who had closed his eyes and was sleeping.
Mr. Chen finished reciting a poem and took out a cup of tea to moisten his mouth. Turning his head and seeing this, he smiled and said, "You know what, this disciple that Lao Zhuang accepted is really good. A child of his age can sit with a bunch of old people like us for most of the day. My grandchildren have long been impatient."
Mr. Jiang nodded slightly. "She's very considerate. She's been waiting on us all day."
Manbao was chatting with Keke. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and the deeper they went into the conversation.
On a steep, shady slope, Manbao saw a pale blue orchid in full bloom. He was delighted and pointed at it, calling out, "Orchid!"
Keke said: "Host, you have recorded it."
Manbao: "It's not this color."
After analyzing and weighing the pros and cons, Keke said, "Host, orchid colors can be cultivated. Even if you discover an orchid with a different color, the reward points won't be very high. It's not worth climbing this mountain wall just for a few hundred points."
It said, "The most important thing is, according to my data analysis, if you climb over there, there's a 68% chance you'll fall down."
Manbao leaned over and took a look down. After shaking his head, he took a step back and shook his head, saying, "Forget it then."
Koko thought the host was very sensible, but after being tricked by her so many times, it was still a little insecure, so Koko suggested: "Host, I scanned it, and there are no animals or plants nearby that can be included. Let's go back."
Manbao felt a little regretful, "Is it really gone? In fact, I can still look for it in more detail."
Also play it again in detail.
Koko insisted, “No more.”
Manbao had no choice but to turn back. When she reached the top of the mountain, she heard a lively conversation coming from across the mountain wall. Manbao turned around and saw someone smiling and saying, "Brother Chen, is this the former classmate you mentioned?"
The next update will be around 10pm
(End of this chapter)
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