Chapter 192 Etiquette is light and etiquette is important
Not only did Mr. Bai give them New Year's money, but Old Lady Bai and Mrs. Bai also gave them some. It is said that one should be lenient when receiving gifts from others. Even though Manbao and Bai Shanbao are still young, they understand this principle very well.
So the two people who received the gifts held Bai Erlang's hands, one on the left and one on the right, and took him to play together.
Bai Erlang reluctantly ran outside with them, and when he got outside he asked, "What are you playing?"
"We're going to look for mushrooms growing on rotten leaves and manure, move them to my compost pile, and let them bloom more to break down the fertilizer."
Bai Jilang was stunned. "What's so fun about this?"
Bai Shanbao said, "It's funny! Even if we dig up the soil it grew in and transplant it, it may not survive. Manbao and I are competing to see who can find more and have a higher survival rate."
Manbao nodded. "It was only because of a light drizzle a couple of days ago that there are more mushrooms like this on the mountain. Otherwise, it would be hard to find them normally."
Bai Erlang shook off their hands and said, "I don't want to play with you anymore. I want to go play hide-and-seek with my friends."
Bai Shanbao looked down on me, "What's so fun about playing hide-and-seek? If I find you, you'll definitely hide in the haystack again."
Bai Jilang glared, "How do you know?"
Manbao laughed and said, "In ten hide-and-seek games, you hid there nine times, and the other time you simply didn't hide well. We all know that."
"Nonsense, they don't know. They often can't find me. There are several haystacks."
"That's because they're stupid," Manbao said. "Just look at where the straw is next to the haystack and you'll know where you're hiding. Humph, you always hide in the haystack. It's not fun at all."
The two sides had different ideas and parted ways at the village entrance. Bai Shanbao said to him, "It's not that we don't want to play with you, it's that you don't want to play with us. Don't complain to your uncle."
"I won't complain. Anyone who does is a puppy."
So both sides reached a consensus and played separately.
Bai Shanbao and Manbao ran hand in hand towards the mountains at the entrance of the village.
Of course, it is not a mountain, but a hill. Because it has not been cultivated and there are all kinds of beautiful flowers and wild fruits, it is very popular among the children in the village. Everyone likes to go there to play.
Moreover, many people's vegetable gardens are not far from the foot of the mountain, so adults never stop their children from going up there to play.
Manbao's family dug three fertilizer piles this year, two of which are at the foot of the mountain, next to the three plots of land they reclaimed.
For the competition, she and Bai Shanbao each got one, actively collected mushrooms from various places, and then transplanted them into the compost pile.
For the decomposition-type poisonous mushrooms that Manbao had found, she tried her best to keep them alive and cultivate more mycelium and spores according to the entry; for those that had not been included, she happily separated one of them for Keke to include, and waited for points and entries.
Bai Shanbao felt that this game was very fulfilling, just like planting ginger. Every time he found a new one, he would feel happy, and if the transplanted mushrooms survived, he would feel happy again.
It would be even happier if you could wake up and find more small mushrooms growing next to a mushroom.
Therefore, Bai Shanbao has recently been very keen on squatting next to the manure pile to observe how they grow more and more, and he no longer dislikes the smelly manure pile at all.
If Bai Shanbao is like this, Manbao must have gained even more happiness.
This made everyone in the Zhou family very confused. What was so good about the compost pile? Why were these two children so keen on transplanting these inedible mushroom caps?
Although I don't understand, I know that they value this thing very much. When Zhou Dalang and others are making compost, they will subconsciously avoid the mushrooms they transplanted to avoid damaging them.
Mrs. Liu was also very curious, so she called her grandson and Manbao to ask them about it. When she learned that the two children were silent for a while because "mushrooms can decompose difficult-to-decompose substances such as rotten leaves and speed up the composting process", she didn't quite understand the first half of the sentence, but she understood the second half, and it was obvious that their purpose was the last half.
Liu originally thought that this was just a simple game, but she didn't expect that they had such a purpose.
She couldn't help but be curious, "Who told you this?"
Bai Shanbao scratched his head and looked at Manbao.
Manbao also scratched his head and said, "No one told me. Isn't this something that can be seen with the eyes?"
Bai Shanbao thought about it and nodded, "Yes, I can see it with my own eyes."
Mrs. Liu didn't know what to ask. She never stopped her grandson from being naughty, and this kind of naughtiness was different from the traditional children's naughtiness.
So she could only smile and let the two children continue to play.
This year, Mr. Zhuang gave them a very long holiday for the Chinese New Year, from the Little New Year's Day to the Lantern Festival.
The two children were forced to study some time ago and had no time to play at all. Perhaps it was because they were restricted too much, they were like wild horses that were out of control as soon as the holiday came.
Manbao had always been in charge of her own things. Qian had not asked her for New Year's money since she was very young, so Qian had no idea at first that she had received a "generous gift" from the Bai family. It was not until one day in the first month of the lunar year that Manbao, because she liked the look of the gold ingot, wanted to make a hollow knot with colorful threads and hang it on the head of the bed. Only then did Qian find out.
It's already the fifth day of the New Year.
Qian was shocked. This was gold!
Although a gold ingot is not big, only a few cents, it is still very valuable to a family like theirs.
Especially the craftsmanship of its production.
After reading it, Qian opened her mouth, but in the end, she said nothing. She just said to Manbao, "We have to return the gift to Young Master Bai and Second Master. Manbao, can you give this gold ingot to Mother?"
Manbao asked, "Mom, do you want to give it back to them?"
Qian sighed and said, "This is too expensive."
Manbao scratched her head and felt that this was not good, but she couldn't say why.
She held the beautiful gold ingot and refused to give it to him.
Old Zhou also saw the gold. His eyes sparkled. When he saw his wife looking at him, he coughed lightly and said seriously, "It is a bit expensive, but this is for a family like ours. In the Bai family, people don't care about this little money."
Qian frowned.
Old Zhou quickly said, "We also gave New Year's money to the two young masters. Although it's not as much as what the two families gave to Manbao, the gift is small but the thought is great."
He still really likes these gold ingots and plans to talk to Manbao about them later.
Manbao nodded and said, "Yes, the gift is small but the sentiment is great."
Seeing that my daughter was holding on to the gold ingot just like her father, I knew she would not be able to get it.
Qian sighed worriedly, thinking that the family had to prepare some gifts to return to the Bai family, otherwise the difference would be too big.
(End of this chapter)
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