Chapter 77: Chapter 77 This Little Baby is Very Cunning Chapter 77: Chapter 77 This Little Baby is Very Cunning For this part, the original owner had no memory, but the novel did say that Bai Yu and Bai Ye were able to firmly establish themselves in Ya City because they had learned Kung Fu.
If Bai Yu existed by virtue of his intelligence, then Bai Ye existed by the might of his fists, having directly fought for their place. They had secured the positions of eldest and second brother and had become the left and right arms of the group pet.
Moreover, they cleaned up Ya City, banishing the darkness.
When Bai Zhi read this, she just wanted to say, “Pfft.”
Like they were playing house, talking about a place where the sun always shined.
As if everyone else just sat around doing nothing, thinking that you could become a boss just because you’re good at fighting, casually taking over bars and KTVs. Seriously, stupidity knows no bounds.
But, can’t be too careful.
In the original owner’s memory, when did they leave? Wasn’t it after the New Year’s because they suddenly had money from selling ginseng?
But looking at the surrounding mountains, they didn’t seem to have ginseng at all, maybe orchids at most. But not every orchid could fetch a good price, right?
Off-topic, Bai Zhi thought. Better to believe it’s possible than impossible, right?
So now she was looking at the old man with sparkling eyes, actually not minding the idea of taking him as a mentor.
Oh right, how did the group pet secure a mentorship? She kind of forgot. Never mind, not important.
What mattered now was the old man’s reaction.
The old man looked at Bai Zhi as if she were an idiot, thinking to himself that the food this girl brought wasn’t bad, but her brain seemed to be a bit off.
“How did you come up with that?”
Could it be she watched too much TV?
But even those martial arts dramas didn’t have any wall-climbing scenes, did they?
Yes, televisions exist now, and naturally, he had one. Just that he didn’t watch it often.
But he did still watch it occasionally, and to be honest, real-life events seemed to align with what they showed, wall-climbing? Why not just fly to the heavens?
“I…” Watch TV, read novels, watch movies, but can I say that?
“I dreamt it, dreamt it often. I dreamt I was flying, flying up to the sky. Can you do it, Grandpa?”
That was actually true; she often dreamt about flying when she was small. Later, her teacher said it was because she was growing taller, but even as an adult, she still dreamt about flying.
Heh, growing taller my foot.
She was still a shorty, a short, fat, and round one at that.
Sigh…
“Then just keep on dreaming, young Miss, don’t spend your days dreaming, stop trying to climb higher. Go back, the road above isn’t easy to traverse.”
Out of consideration for the food she brought, he thought he’d give her that little piece of advice.
“I…”
Even though Bai Zhi felt her temper was okay, at that moment, she really felt like hitting someone.
“You’re not lost, are you?”
The old man added another line.
“Not at all, see you Grandpa.”
Looking at him, he didn’t seem like a sage of any sort. Might as well go back—it was a pity about her food though.
Bai Zhi then got up, nibbling on her last cornbread as she prepared to head down the mountain,
Feeling a bit choked up, she opened her water bottle, which contained her homemade Honeysuckle Tea.
Thanks to Bai Dan’s great cooking skills, the tea was still warm and the scent of honeysuckle was strong.
The old man stopped; this brewing technique was not bad, preserving the true flavor of honeysuckle.
“That…”
Seeing the old man stop, Bai Zhi instinctively took a big gulp of Honeysuckle Tea.
“…” Was that really necessary?
The old man was angry; this girl was just too stingy.
Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows helplessly. Who asked for a grandfather this shameless?
So delicious.
After drinking, Bai Zhi innocently gazed at the old man.
“Do you have any more business, Grandpa?” she blinked, the picture of innocence.
“No, goodbye.”
The old man huffed, don’t think he hadn’t seen the triumphant look in her eyes.
This little kid was sly, oh yes.
Bai Zhi didn’t stop him, laughing out loud. This grandpa was really amusing.
As Bai Zhi munched her way down the hill, her legs were trembling.
It really was a hike, even farther than last time’s bamboo shoot foraging.
Going downhill was actually more exhausting because her legs felt sore and lacked strength.
By the time she reached the appointed spot, it was almost noon. Bai Fei, Xiao Heizi, and Lanzi had already arrived.
And there were a few boys, each carrying something: some brought rice, some vegetables, while Bai Fei had brought a piece of cured meat.
Only Bai Fei would bring that, being the pampered one at home. For the other kids, it was already good if they came out to play and brought some veggies. Meat, that was something you got to eat only when there were guests.
Seeing Bai Zhi descending from the mountain, they all were surprised. Bai Fei quickly ran over.
“How come you’re coming down from the mountain? I was wondering why you hadn’t arrived yet.”
Bai Fei pouted, almost having a meltdown. She had gone to look for Bai Zhi and found the door locked—so frustrating.
She told herself that if Bai Zhi didn’t show up, then she would, would, just give her the silent treatment for three minutes.
“I went to exercise, see? I’m here now. What all did you guys bring?”
Bai Zhi smiled and gently touched Bai Fei’s face—ah, cousin’s cheeks were so tender.
“Don’t touch me!”
Bai Fei pouted, indicating that she was still a bit angry.
“Cousin, you’re so fierce…”
Bai Zhi looked at Bai Fei sullenly, sigh. To cheer up the little lady, she had started to play the cutesy girl—not easy at all.
“Alright, I’ll let you off this time. We brought a lot. I brought meat, and they brought rice, and I also brought two little brothers to cut the bamboo. After we eat, they’ll have to harvest the pig grass. Do you need help with that today?”
Although she had never done it before, she could learn. Her mom was the one feeding their little pigs at home; her job was, well, to play with everyone?
As for chores, that was just sweeping, washing dishes, wiping tables.
“No need, I can handle it myself.”
Pig grass for a small pig—just a piece of cake.
Bai Zhi also brought out what she had carried: rice, and diced potatoes and carrots.
It was unexpected that Bai Fei brought cured meat and… a pot…
“This pot is…”
“I brought it, huh?” Bai Fei immediately piped up. She was clever; how could you stir-fry without a pot.
“I thought so too.”
Who else would bring a cooking pot from home?
Bai Zhi sorted all the items, including cucumbers and potatoes,
and handed the popcorn to Bai Fei—a whole two big bowls worth.
“Popcorn! And look how big yours is. Did you start popping the corn? I didn’t hear any popping sounds though?”
She had wanted to pop the corn herself—imagine it all swollen up and soaked in hot water, so delicious.
But there was no popping sound. Otherwise, her mom would surely have wanted to pop some.
“Yeah, I made it myself. It’s a bit troublesome, you guys eat up. Then let’s deal with all this food,”
Bai Zhi didn’t elaborate on how she made it—it was quite a hassle controlling the heat; plus, this wasn’t really a money-maker. She used oil and couldn’t make much in one go, so it wasn’t worth it.
