Ruan Tang pursed her lips and ignored him.
The two went up the mountain one after the other and found a place where the grass grew lushly.
Although Ruan Tang wasn't very skilled at it, she was quite quick and efficient with the help of her spiritual power. With a few "swish" strokes of the sickle, a patch of grass fell down.
But Shen Yishan couldn't do that.
She held the sickle and gestured at a clump of grass for a long time, but she still didn't know where to start.
After finally mustering up the courage to swing the sickle, I slipped and cried out, "Ouch!" I didn't cut the grass, but instead cut a gash on the back of my hand.
"I'm bleeding! I'm injured!!!"
Shen Yishan looked at the beads of blood seeping from the back of her hand, her face turned pale with fright, and her eyes instantly reddened.
Ruan Tang leaned closer to take a look and saw that the wound wasn't deep, just a superficial injury, but the blood kept flowing.
She frowned. "Let's go, I'll take you to the clinic to get it done."
Ruan Tang didn't really want to go to the clinic, but the sickle Shen Yishan was carrying was rusty, and the wound definitely needed to be treated at the clinic. She just didn't know if going there would cause unnecessary trouble.
The two descended the mountain and headed towards the clinic.
Fortunately, Han Zhishan wasn't in the clinic today; his second son, Han Jiancheng, was sitting there instead.
Han Jiancheng was in his early twenties and looked much gentler than his father.
He cleaned Shen Yishan's wound, sprinkled on the medicine powder, and carefully wrapped it with gauze, his movements very skilled.
Ruan Tang stood to the side, subtly sensing the situation.
The spirit butterfly she left on Han Zhishan was indeed not nearby.
It seems the old man has gone on a long trip.
They've been acting mysteriously, and nobody knows where they've gone.
Ruan Tang had a plan in mind. It wouldn't be too late to summon the spirit butterfly to investigate the situation after he returned.
After her wound was bandaged, Shen Yishan was definitely unable to go back to work.
Ruan Tang had no choice but to take her back to Chen Fengxia's house. She only left after seeing that Chen Fengxia had gone back to her room to rest.
After seeing Shen Yishan off, Ruan Tang went back into the mountains, found a secluded spot, and released Xiao Bai from her spatial storage.
"Go on, fill the basket."
Upon receiving the order, Little White transformed into a white shadow and darted into the bushes with a "whoosh".
All you could hear was a "swish, swish, swish" sound; the efficiency was astonishing.
Ruan Tang, with her hands behind her back, strolled around the neighborhood.
It will take some time for the vegetables in the backyard to grow properly, and planting these alone will not be enough for her cultivation.
She needs to find some plants that have already grown and require daily care, and transplant them back.
She walked along the mountain path and soon found a few wild grapevines at the foot of a mountain wall.
This is good.
Ruan Tang's eyes lit up. She took out a small shovel, picked out the two best-growing plants, dug them up by the roots and soil, and threw them directly into her spatial storage.
She walked a little further and was pleasantly surprised to find two gourd-shaped jujube trees.
This is a real gem; the fruit is sweet and sour, and it's also excellent for making wine.
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