In autumn, many animals were preparing to hibernate. Man Bao took her sharpened stick and accurately found a hole under the tree.

Ahem, being able to be so accurate is of course because of Keke.

Man Bao dug out the hole and saw a ball of thorns curled up inside. It was obviously frightened and did not dare to run away even though it was curled up.

Man Bao touched it gently with a stick and said curiously: "Is this a hedgehog? There is a picture in the book that the skin can be used as medicinal materials."

Keke: "...the host has agreed to include it."

"Don't worry, I won't fight with you." Man Bao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so she took two steps forward and used her small body to cover the small hole tightly.

She chuckled, reached out and gently touched the hedgehog's quill, and it was instantly received into the system.

Keke included it with satisfaction and said: "I will tell you when the points from the encyclopedia come out."

Manbao agreed, moved back, and filled in the hole she had just poked.

She glanced at the denser woods inside and became interested. Keke also wanted the host to go in, but he had to remind the host, "Host, your husband has called you."

Man Bao turned back to look at Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang was standing at the edge waving to her. Man Bao turned around and went out, picking up a handful of wild chrysanthemums blooming in the forest on the way.

Man Bao pulled a piece of grass and tied the wild chrysanthemums into a handful, and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, do they look good?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said perfunctorily: "It looks good. Let's go. It's getting late."

Manbao agreed, and walked up with Mr. Zhuang with the flowers. She saw some beautiful red or yellow flowers on the way, so she picked a few and stuffed them into the wild chrysanthemum bouquet. Maybe she felt it was monotonous, so she pulled some long ones.

The beautiful grass is stuffed in and the flowers are decorated to make it even more beautiful.

Mr. Zhuang was not surprised, but the pedestrians he met on the road looked curiously at the flowers in Man Bao's hand.

Flowers should either be tied into hairpins, planted in pots, or cut off and placed in a vase for appreciation. In this way, the flowers and grass can be tied into a bunch. Not to mention, they are really beautiful.

Pedestrians on the road saw it, and they plucked the plucked flowers and put them on their hairpins, or pinned them to their ears or clothes.

Manbao chose a particularly bright red flower for their husband and put a hairpin on their head.

Mr. Jiang and the others were really tired. When they were supporting each other to rest on the roadside, they looked up to the top of the mountain and saw the master and the apprentice walking not far away from them, laughing.

Man Bao deliberately walked up to Mr. Zhuang, stood on tiptoes and found a particularly good spot on his head to put the hairpin on.

Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile, "Do you want me to give you a hairpin as a teacher?"

Man Bao looked around and found no particularly beautiful flowers, so he refused.

Mr. Zhuang didn't care. He raised his feet and was about to continue climbing. Several breathless calls came from behind him, "Old Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang——"

Mr. Zhuang turned around and saw Mr. Jiang and a group of very familiar people looking at the master and apprentice from a distance behind him.

As soon as he saw them turning back, he immediately waved and said: "Lao Zhuang, please stay here and ask your disciples to come and help them."

Mr. Zhuang was speechless for a while. He glanced behind them and saw four boys carrying large and small bags behind them. He couldn't spare any hands, so he could only wave his hand and let Manbao go down and help people.

Man Bao then stuffed the flowers into Mr. Zhuang's arms and bumped down the mountain with the basket on her back. She supported Mr. Jiang with one hand and Mr. Chen with the other before going up the mountain.

Mr. Zhuang looked around and saw a large lawn on the side, so he simply left the road and walked to the lawn to sit down.

Man Bao helped the two gentlemen to the lawn, and then went to help the remaining two gentlemen. The boy behind them also panted and sat down on the lawn with something in his arms.

Man Bao was also very tired and sat down on the grass. It was really tiring to accompany my husband to climb the mountain.

But Mr. Jiang praised: "Old Zhuang, you have done a good job as a disciple, and you are quite filial."

Mr. Zhuang was not tired at the moment. He just looked at the things the boys were carrying with some curiosity and asked, "What did you bring here?"

Mr. Jiang looked back, shook his hand and said: "Knowing that Guozixue will come here to climb up this year, we have already brought a lot less things than in previous years."

Mr. Chen nodded, "Yes, last year we brought tents and quilts with us. We climbed high and looked far in the daytime, and drank wine and admired the moon at night. It was very pleasant."

When Man Bao heard this, he became very energetic and asked, "Is it fun to sleep in the mountains at night?"

Mr. Jiang rolled his eyes and nodded: "It's fun."

Man Bao was filled with envy and began to ponder...

Mr. Zhuang was afraid that she would sleep in the open if she opened her mouth, so he changed the subject and asked, "Then what do you bring now?"

"It's nothing, just some food and drink."

"We have climbed halfway now, and we will be halfway there, right?" Mr. Lu on the side felt out of breath, so he stood up and greeted everyone: "Let's go up early and get a good position early.

The top of the mountain is so big, so if you go there late, you won’t get a good spot.”

Everyone also stood up one after another.

On the way, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Lao Zhuang, didn't you say we would meet at the foot of the mountain? Why did you climb up first without waiting for us?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "We waited. We climbed up without waiting. Looking at the distance between us, we were working on our front and rear feet, so you also came up directly when you reached the foot of the mountain? You didn't wait for me, right?"

Mr. Jiang coughed lightly and said, "We were looking for it, but we couldn't find it. We thought we might meet him on the mountain, so we went up the mountain. Sure enough, we met him on the mountain."

Mr. Zhuang also nodded and said, "This is fate."

The other four gentlemen nodded: "It's fate."

Man Bao, a child mixed in:...

The five gentlemen climbed to the top of the mountain panting. Man Bao helped Mr. Zhuang breathe. Mr. Jiang and his four boys had already put down the large and small bags on their backs, shoulders and arms, and walked around the top of the mountain, looking for them.

I found a secluded and flat place to put down my things, unpacked my bags and started to move.

The top of Qinghua Mountain is not small. Man Bao glanced at it and found that the rugged place could not be taken in at a glance.

She helped Mr. Zhuang walk around a big rock to the lawn they were looking for. She saw four boys unfolding a roll, which turned out to be two straw mats.

The straw mats were spread out on the lawn, and the four of them took out cups, plates, copper basins, tea sets, melons and fruits from various bundles...

This preparation is more complete than Grandma Liu's mountain climbing transformation.
Chapter completed!