Fang Mingxiao's eyes darkened. "Of course it's age, and also mental state."
Jiang Yanqing nodded to herself and replied with a malicious smile, "So it's age. I thought it was something else!"
Fang Mingxiao: ...So what is it?
The two returned home, washed up and went back to their rooms to sleep. However, Fang Mingxiao did not sleep well that night and had a dream in the middle of the night. He got up early the next morning and secretly changed his pants.
The next day, when the sun was bright, Jiang Yanqing got up, had breakfast, and prepared to go back to the village with Fang Mingxiao.
This was something the two had agreed on a long time ago. Before school started, they returned to the village to pay their respects to Fang Mingxiao's mother and grandfather, and told them about their recent situation to reassure them.
The bicycle was in the city, so the two had to walk to Leshan Village. Fortunately, it was not very far. Taking advantage of the cool morning, the two young people walked quickly and arrived in more than half an hour.
Still entering the village from a small path, the two went straight to the graves of Fang Mingxiao's mother and grandfather. The two graves were right next to each other.
Fang Mingxiao put down the backpack on his back, took out a piece of cotton cloth from it, and spread it under a large tree not far away. He waved for Jiang Yanqing to come over and said, "Sit here for a while. When I'm done, we'll go into the mountains."
He took out a sickle and turned around to start clearing the weeds on the grave. When Fang Mingxiao was still in the village, he often came here to clean it.
I spend most of my time in the city with Jiang Yanqing now. I haven't been here for a long time. There are still a lot of weeds on the grave, and two small saplings have grown there.
Jiang Yanqing sat under the tree, watching Fang Mingxiao cut the weeds swiftly and throw them aside. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Ah Xiao, I will always be with you."
The incoherent sentence made Fang Mingxiao stunned for a moment, but it only took him a second or two to realize that Jiang Yanqing was responding to what he said last night.
Fang Mingxiao curled his lips slightly. He couldn't explain the magic of Jiang Yanqing's words, but it immediately dispelled the sadness that had just surged up.
As the sun rose higher and higher, Fang Mingxiao quickened his pace. Jiang Yanqing also did not sit there idly, but helped to gather the weeds and throw them aside.
It took the two of them more than an hour to clean up the graves. Fang Mingxiao knelt on the ground, burned paper in front of the two graves, and said, "Grandpa, Mom, I am living a good life now. You should also do well over there."
Jiang Yanqing squatted beside Fang Mingxiao, patted Fang Mingxiao's shoulder, and looked at the grave and said, "Grandpa, aunt, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao."
The hand on his shoulder was clenched tightly, and Jiang Yanqing shook it back. Neither of them spoke again, and they just watched the burning paper money quietly.
When the last piece of yellow paper turned to ashes, Fang Mingxiao whispered, "Let's go." Then he stood up and pulled Jiang Yanqing up.
The two packed up their backpacks and walked deep into the back mountain. There were not many people at the mountain pass on this side, so the two held hands without any scruples.
The end of August was already the end of summer, and the trees on the mountain were still as lush as ever. Fang Mingxiao was leading the way with a sickle, and Jiang Yanqing only needed to follow him without distraction.
Unconsciously, the two walked to the place where they had found the ginseng before. Jiang Yanqing just remembered and asked, "What did you do with that ginseng? I don't think I saw it."
Fang Mingxiao pursed his lips and said, "I made some pills and will give them to you when I get back."
It is not easy to make this pill. Fang Mingxiao studied it for a long time when he was free, failed seven or eight times, and only made it two days before he came back.
I wanted to give Jiang Yanqing a surprise, but who knew she would ask.
Jiang Yanqing felt that Fang Mingxiao looked at her with a hint of resentment. She straightened her hair without knowing why, and then said, "Let's go in a little further and see if there are any good things."
Fang Mingxiao nodded and continued to walk inside with Jiang Yanqing.
I have to say, the deeper into the mountains, the less people go, the more good things there are.
The two not only discovered a century-old ginseng, but also picked a purple Ganoderma lucidum. Although the other medicinal herbs were not as precious as these two, they were also relatively rare.
Jiang Yanqing also dug up a few very special and beautiful flowers, but she couldn't tell what kind they were. She would ask Du Heng to take a look after she got back and she would know.
There are still some medicinal herbs that have not grown yet, so Jiang Yanqing also dug some up. They can be planted in the space later, and then transplanted out after buying a medicine mountain.
At noon, the two of them ate some bread with meat sauce. After collecting the herbs, it was already late. If they didn't go down the mountain, it might be dark. It was very dangerous to be on the mountain after dark.
There was no need to look around. Going down the mountain was much faster than going up. The two of them soon reached the foot of the mountain, but suddenly they met a lot of people who were arguing there.
Jiang Yanqing didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and Fang Mingxiao was even more cold-hearted. The two of them were about to leave from the other side, but someone with sharp eyes in the crowd spotted them at once.
Pointing at Fang Mingxiao, he said, "Hey, look, isn't that the kid from the Fang family's eldest wife? Hurry, call him over."
Another person inside said, "Mingxiao, your uncle is in trouble, come here quickly."
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