Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 45 - 44 They Are Hitting the South Wall Now
Chapter 45: Chapter 44: They Are Hitting the South Wall Now
Chapter 45 -44: They Are Hitting the South Wall Now
Mianmian’s silence and hesitation, in Ai Xuexue’s eyes, were signs of Mianmian feeling guilty.
Even when watching the video earlier, she could tell that Su Mianmian, just like Su Chenfei, had a love for showing off. It was apparent from her insistence on moving the table herself and her disregard for objections when she went to save the sow.
It couldn’t be denied that Su Mianmian might indeed be more impressive than the average child, but no matter how impressive, she was still a child, and it was normal for her to like to play pretend and save face, just like Fu Keqi.
After Ai Xuexue had made the effort to understand Fu Keqi, hadn’t she gotten along with Fu Keqi very well?
“Keqi, the greens you found are definitely fine,” Ai Xuexue crouched down, touched Fu Keqi’s head with a face full of affection, “Mianmian is still young, let’s not take it to heart.”
Upon hearing Ai Xuexue say this, although Fu Keqi started to doubt the greens in the basket, she didn’t plan to let Su Mianmian steal her thunder.
Right, she thought, just push the responsibility onto Ai Xuexue in advance.
Fu Keqi prepared herself and said with a sweet smile, “I also think the greens are fine, after all, it was you, mom, who taught me to recognize them. You said you ate lots of wild greens when you were young. Are there any more wild greens? Teach me to recognize more.”
Mother and daughter, facing each other, not related by blood, yet the angle of their standard smiles was indistinguishable from that of a real mother and daughter.
Seeing the mother and daughter holding hands and picking up the pokeweed to put in the basket, Mianmian’s little brows furrowed even tighter, her small hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.
She really wanted to just tip over that basket full of poisonous plants.
Moreover, the toxicity is less if the roots are not pulled out, but most of the plants in the basket were dug out with the roots, which would be truly horrifying if eaten together.
“Don’t bother with it,” Mianmian heard Chu Ye’s voice while she was still thinking. The little boy’s voice was very quiet, “If they want to eat, let them eat.”
Mianmian turned to look at Chu Ye.
Chu Ye’s expression was indifferent, “There’s a saying, ‘One doesn’t turn back until one hits the south wall.’ Have you heard of it?”
Mianmian’s eyes lit up, “I have, dad has explained the meaning of this saying to me.”
Some people are too stubborn; they don’t listen to advice and only have regrets after being hurt.
Then she decided not to bother with them.
Mianmian let Su Chenfei put the wild plants back in the basket. Su Chenfei did as told, then picked up Mianmian and walked forward.
“Little Auntie, what did that kid say to you? He was so close,” Su Chenfei asked, while shooting a glare at Chu Ye.
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It was okay for Gu Youyou and Little Auntie to be close since Gu Youyou was a young girl too. But this stinky brat Chu Ye, from his observations, had some craftiness in him.
He was talking so close to Little Auntie; he definitely had ulterior motives!
“Big brother was telling me not to bother with them,” Mianmian whispered to Su Chenfei, “He said they’re about to hit the south wall and won’t turn back until then.”
“Oh, I see.” Su Chenfei couldn’t help giving Chu Ye another glare. What was this stinky kid pulling with his Little Auntie, even spouting proverbs now! Next time, he’d handle it. He also knew how to say ‘Without seeing the coffin, one doesn’t shed tears’ and ‘One won’t give up until reaching the Yellow River,’ weren’t they the same idea?
To increase viewer engagement, the cameraman filming this segment intentionally stayed very close to the guests, so as to live-stream even the whispers into the Live Broadcast Room.
[LMAO, none of these people are any good, right? Are they cursing Princess Keqi to get poisoned?]
[No way she could get poisoned, our Xuexue is the CEO of a big company, doesn’t she have even this much distinguishing ability?]
[Hahaha, as a former Qin Tao fan and now a solid Little Auntie fan, I’ve decided to just silently watch.]
[Watch what? Your Little Auntie posturing and not doing any work? Dragging so many people into it and still having nothing in their hands till now.]
In the barrage of comments, a bunch of Ai Xuexue’s fans and Fu Keqi’s fans were posting messages, saying that Mianmian was pretending to know when she actually didn’t, and that she had gotten no ingredients so far.
On the screen, Mianmian rubbed her itchy nose with her little hand.
She knew there must be a lot of people saying bad things about her again. It was so hard to win everyone’s favor, but she had to keep trying!
“Seventh grandchild, let me go. I need to find some food to nourish you.”
It was past 6:30, and the sun was higher in the sky. The light was better on the Back Mountain of the village, making it easier to see clearly. Such an environment made it easier to distinguish plants.
For example, right after being put down by her seventh grandchild, Mianmian spotted some portulaca.
This weed was common and grew in large patches. Moreover, with the fertile soil of the mountains and forests, the leaves of portulaca were nutritious, plump, and juicy.
She reached out her hand and pulled up a large patch.
At that moment, Fu Keqi also came over, snapping the portulaca on the ground cleanly and placing it in her basket. Then she turned her head with a face full of concern, “Oh my, little sister Mianmian, you’ve picked so much. Where will you put it? It’s useless to find ingredients when you have nowhere to store your stuff.”
Su Chenfei came over as well and took the plants from Mianmian’s hand, then said to Fu Keqi, “Your basket doesn’t seem to have much extra space either, so what are you suggesting? Should we throw away that basket of poisonous weeds of yours and make space for our vegetables?”
The handsome young man had a smile on his face, even though his words were questioning, his tone was as gentle as could be.
Liu Hui was almost dying of laughter on the side.
Su Chenfei, with his soft tone, was saying such sarcastically cutting remarks. This little brother was really quite amusing.
“I’ll go find some vines; we can tie these up with string,” suggested Liu Hui, offering her strategy.
Having come to find food where little auntie had found some, she couldn’t just do nothing.
But as Liu Hui searched among the trees for vines, she found that the father and son of the Chu Family had already started making rope from the vines. The support work was unexpectedly taken by someone else; what to do now?
“No need to look for vines.”
Suddenly, Mianmian took a small wooden cube out of her small bag. This little cube, like the wooden figurines, was from the warehouse at home.
Once placed on the ground, the little cube made clicking sounds. In no time at all, it transformed from small to big, becoming a square handbag.
Fu Keqi, who was holding a basket next to her, her expression changed completely.
The Su Family really was rich, being able to procure such a curious thing for Su Mianmian. And she could only carry an old basket borrowed from the country folks!
If it weren’t for the ongoing filming, Fu Keqi really felt like throwing the basket away.
Previously, when Mianmian took hair clips and medicine out from the small bag, the father and son of the Chu Family were not present. Now, as they came over with the vine ropes, they saw Mianmian produce such an item, and their faces showed astonishment.
So, apart from being physically strong, little girl Mianmian also had such rare items in her bag?
If put up at an international auction, it would fetch at least a sky-high price of a billion!
Amidst their astonishment, Chu Qi stared at his own son, feeling fortunate. The opportunity mentioned by Master Yong Jue must be this girl, Mianmian.
He wondered if she would be willing to help Xiaoye. She should be willing, right? Just a while ago, the two children were whispering to each other.
“Xiaoye,” Chu Qi called out softly to his son.
Chu Ye, however, furrowed his brows, with irritability seeping through his usually indifferent tone, “Dad, don’t say what you’re thinking.”
Chu Qi was slightly taken aback.
What was his son angry about? Finding an opportunity should be a joyous occasion, so why did his son seem even more worried?
