Chapter 30 Chapter 30 She Likes Glass
After breakfast, Geto Suguru said goodbye to them. Glass kept her promise and took the twins to the store to buy snacks.
Gong Zhili went out again with her backpack. It was a sunny day today and she had a lot of things to do, so she entrusted the children to Xiaozi.
The twins stood by the door and waved goodbye to her. Ieiri Naoko said, "Let's go to the store."
Nanako shook her head: "We have things to do at home too. Can we go with you after we're done?"
Ieiri Glass couldn't help but smile: "Okay, is there anything I can help you with?"
Mimiko pointed outside and said, "We are going to the lake to collect reed stalks." They had to collect as many reed stalks as possible before the next rainy day came, dry them, and weave them into small hanging baskets for various vegetables. The leftover pumpkins, sweet potatoes, and a small amount of taro were all placed in these woven baskets. The reed stalks were breathable and soft, and they were not easy to mold after drying. Gong Zhili gave the twins a task. As long as it was sunny, they would have something to do. Soon the two children put on their equipment - small gardening gloves, blunt-headed scissors, a small reed backpack with wide shoulder straps, and non-slip children's rain boots - this equipment was completely impeccable for Glass to see.
"So cute." Glass squatted down and touched the small backpacks on their backs. She found that the shoulder straps were wide and soft. Considering the tender shoulders of the children, the backpack was more like a small decoration or a toy.
If she were a child, she would definitely like such a small backpack.
Perhaps the envy in her eyes was too obvious, so Mimiko comforted her softly, "You can pick some more reeds and ask Master Gong to help you weave a big one."
Glass said: "This small one is good. If it's too big, it won't be sturdy." And the small reed backpack with wide shoulder straps is really cute.
The three of them went to the lake to pick reeds, and learned from the two children the information they had not learned in the morning.
While picking reeds, Glass felt the wonderful feeling of the magic power slowly returning to her body. So this is what spiritual practice is?
I kind of want to know what the principle is.
Is it a land issue? Or is there some kind of barrier around the village?
As Glass was thinking about these questions, his hands kept moving. Soon he filled the two small baskets and filled his own arms. After returning home, they hung them together to dry. After doing these things, the three of them went to the convenience store together.
The two children chose Meiji's Mushroom Mountain Chocolate, and Glass chose a bag of spicy rice crackers from among the sweet snacks. She then asked them, "What snacks does Chiri like to eat?"
Before the children could say anything, the cashier at the cashier immediately stood up and recommended: "This Ganle gummy candy has grape and peach flavors, and there are also seaweed-flavored corn sticks. Calbee's cup chips are also very popular outside!"
He wanted to recommend all the snacks in the store. Glass took two or three and said calmly, "Check out."
After leaving the store, Glass asked the twins, "Does everyone in the village respect Chiri?"
Mimiko bit the chocolate and nodded slowly: "Yeah."
Nanako curled her lips: "Because Lord Gong gave them a lot of benefits."
Glass changed the subject: "Can you take me for a walk around the village?"
The two children hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.
After all, the mouth of the eater is short (bushi
Gong Zhili jumped in the mountains. Sometimes she grabbed vines and glided in the woods, and sometimes she stepped on branches and crossed the mountain streams. Not only did she collect a full basket of firewood, but she also picked enough wild vegetables and fruits. Although there was no one at the vegetable stall, the wild vegetables and fruits in the mountains grew there. Who could resist?
Also because she was traveling in the mountains too unrestrainedly, she did not invite Naoko to come into the mountains to experience it. As for Getsu, it could only be said that he came at an unfortunate time, as it happened to be a rainy day and it was not suitable to go into the mountains.
She returned home with a full load and found that Glass seemed to be the same.
Nanako and Mimiko showed her the snacks, while Naoko sat in the living room looking at the sake she had just bought.
Xiaozi sniffed the wine gently and re-tied the bottle, a satisfied smile on her face: "I didn't expect there are people in the village who can make wine. I can tell it's high-quality just by the smell."
Gong Zhili: "Is this okay in high school?" She made a gesture of holding a wine glass.
Glass remained calm: "Actually, I am a wine collector. My biggest hobby is collecting all kinds of fine wines and then treating my teacher to some."
Gong Zhili chuckled and didn't dwell on the topic any further. He said, "There are many interesting families in the village. They have a lot of good things. You can take your time to browse."
Among the three of them, Nozomi was the only one who took the initiative to contact the villagers, which made her think of the source of the sorcerer's cursed power. Nozomi's cursed power was very special, so it should not be her illusion.
Gong Zhili took a short rest at home and then went out again. This time, Xianzi followed closely behind her. The two children took the initiative to process the mushrooms and wild vegetables she brought back, and also carried the firewood to the warehouse bit by bit.
Today was a beautiful day, and the chickens and ducks had all emerged from the sheds. The remaining rainwater on the bamboo platform had receded, leaving a thin sheen. The pyracantha bushes were laden with bright red fruit, and wet raindrops dangled from their branches. The ducks, in a line, slowly descended the slope, stepped over the log steps, and happily and contentedly entered the water for a swim. The lake surface was dotted with golden specks, rippled with fine ripples.
Inside the grass fence, the chickens are using their sharp beaks to turn over the wet grass leaves, sometimes shaking their wings and stretching their bodies, sometimes lowering their heads to peck at the food, and sometimes scratching their feathers with their heads tilted. They are also enjoying this beautiful autumn day.
The wind swept across the lake, and the ripples and grass waves extended in the same direction. The slender water marks left by the duck's tail feathers gradually faded, and the scent of green grass wrapped in water vapor quietly evaporated in the rising sun.
Standing in front of the barn, Glass felt that just sitting here watching the chickens and ducks foraging would take up her entire day.
She quietly admired the beautiful scenery, but Gong Zhili ignored it and pushed the cart straight out, asking Gaozi, "Do you like playing in the mud?"
Glass hadn't recovered from the beautiful scenery yet, and was still a little confused: "Mud?"
Gong Zhili nodded calmly: "I'm going to the lake to dig some clay. If you want to come and play, go change your shoes and put on a waterproof apron. If you don't want to do it, it's okay. Gojo didn't like to touch the mud before."
If Gojo Satoru were here, he'd definitely protest: "Before, we dug mud from the lake bottom, which was wet and smelly. Why can't Nozomi just go to the lakeside and dig clay? That doesn't stink!"
Unfortunately, he didn't get a chance to speak. Glass simply stepped over his damaged reputation and said, "I'm going to go change my clothes."
The two girls worked hard to dig clay by the lake. They dug several carts of clay and piled them up in the abandoned terraced fields at the bottom.
Xiaozi was so tired that she sat on the edge of the field and couldn't get up. She slowly calmed her breathing. Meimiko brought the water to her mouth. She whispered "thank you" and lowered her head to drink the water. Then she asked, "Why are you shoveling so much dirt?"
Gong Zhili stood in the terraced fields as if nothing had happened and said, "These are the materials for building a stove. But first, we need to pick out the stones, grass roots, and branches. Then, we need to dry them in the sun, filter them, mix them with dry materials, knead them, tread them, and seal them... before we can use them."
Glass breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It sounds like a big project."
Gong Zhili had already started bending over to pick up stones and said, "It's just that the preliminary preparations are quite troublesome."
Her movements were quick and decisive. After resting for a while, Glass felt the cursed energy in her body recovering faster, so she stood up to help.
In fact, before using clay in a floor stove, it needs to be dried in the shade, wiped with a damp cloth, and then dried over a low heat. However, Gong Zhili is familiar with these things, so she said that the preparation stage is the most troublesome.
After working for a while, Xiaozi couldn't work anymore, so he simply sat back on the edge of the field and watched Gong Zhili move quickly in the clay that was still wet.
How did they do that? She felt her feet sinking every time she stood inside.
So she asked.
Gong Zhili straightened up, as if realizing this just now: "Ah, maybe my ability is working unconsciously."
Her communication with the land became more and more in-depth. Sometimes, even if she did not mobilize her power, the land would change according to her subconscious.
Glass raised an eyebrow: "Are you also a sorcerer?"
Gong Zhili simply walked out of the clay ground and said, "Let's go back and change clothes first."
She spent some time trying to make Naoko understand the relationship between herself and the land. After listening, Naoko said, "So you can't see the cursed power, nor can you see these things around you...?"
Gong Zhili spread his hands and said, "Yes, you sorcerers can see it, but I can't."
She also wondered why this power was considered "non-cursed power" by both Gojo and Geto, but she couldn't see it.
Glass studied her expression: "You don't look bothered by this."
Gong Zhili: "Because I'm very strong now, this kind of thing is just a minor annoyance."
During lunch, Gong Zhili heard that Xiaozi wanted a small backpack, and suddenly realized: "Xiaozi is a girl."
Glass smiled and asked, "How do you say that?"
Gong Zhili: "Because I also think this little backpack is cute, but the two high school students in front of me didn't even look at it."
She had so much fun designing it!
Glass is indeed good!
Glass laughed out loud: "It's so hard to get these two battle enthusiasts to notice this kind of thing."
Gong Zhili enthusiastically began discussing with her, "What do you think of the wide shoulder straps I'm sewing on? I've considered using thick hemp rope, which would go better with the reeds, but children's shoulders are so tender and soft, it would leave marks."
Nanako was eating, her eyes moving between the two girls: Lord Gong is very happy!
Mimiko also confirmed: Lord Gong would like girls more than boys, it’s great that they are girls!
Glass suggested: "You can make me a hemp rope version. I also think the rustic feel of hemp rope is very good."
They chatted about knitting patterns. After dinner, Gong Zhilixiang asked Xiaozi if she wanted to learn knitting with her, but seeing that Xiaozi's eyelids were half drooping, she simply let her take a nap.
She picked out the debris from the clay by herself, and then went up the mountain to chop firewood with a basket on her back when the sun was at its hottest.
She played in the mountains for an entire afternoon, and her backpack was full again. Countless squirrels and hedgehogs were frightened by her and ran around in the woods. Looking up at the mountains from the village, dozens of birds would occasionally fly up in fright from the woods.
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Ieiri Naoko felt the soreness in her muscles.
Mentally, she was fine. The vigorous work, delicious food, and quiet natural environment made her feel a little dazed when she opened her eyes after the nap.
The sky outside the house was already full of red clouds. The slanting shadows of the window frames climbed up the wall, and the slanting light penetrated through the paper screens, casting the wooden grids on the tatami.
"Ah... my muscles are sore." Glass tilted her head to look at the setting sun, and slowly sat up with the support of the quilt - the quilt had been hung out to dry in the sun in the morning, and because she had to take a nap at noon, Gong Zhili helped her pat it vigorously for a while before carrying it upstairs - in just this morning and noon, the quilt was already filled with warmth.
She walked out of the room and leaned on the railing of the second-floor terrace to enjoy the beautiful sunset view of the village, and then saw a small truck pulling red bricks driving to the dock.
Glass realized that the car might contain something Zhili needed. She tiptoed over the railing and looked down. There was no one in the terraced fields, and no one came out of the house. Was he not at home?
She was about to go downstairs when the sudden startled flight of birds in the mountains caught her attention.
She seemed to be aware of something and her gaze turned to the mountains and forests to the north.
The figure broke through the grass waves and swooped down. The arc of light from the horse's tail shattered the twilight in the forest. The free figure rushed out of the woods. At the moment when Gong Zhili bent his knees and leaped for the last time, Xianzi's hand holding the railing suddenly clenched. It was not until the still light figure carrying the backpack jumped onto the boat that she relaxed her shoulders and let out a breath.
She went downstairs and ran into Zhili in another unusual place.
Gong Zhili stood on this side of the lake, too lazy to cross the bridge, and motioned the boss to move away. She raised her hand, and the bricks flew into the air, as if being pulled and lifted by a pair of giant hands, and landed neatly on the open space outside the balcony.
The twins lay by the door and watched the whole thing, applauding excitedly. Glass looked at the man on the other side of the lake. He seemed to have been excited since the bricks flew up, and now he was running excitedly around the empty truck.
The people here are weird, thought Glass, but the corners of his lips had not lowered for a long time.
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