As the captain, Yao Lingdong is still used to doing things according to the plan.

Seeing that the two of them shirked here, they couldn't help but interfere.

"Alright, let's go down first. Grandpa Haoran, if you need help, just let us know. ”

"Inside the Winter Mountain Building, it will be very peaceful, and it will be fine.

You young people can't interfere in the worship of ancestors and the gods of the building, so go back! ”

Cui Haoran felt that if Bu Yilin didn't leave earlier, he would almost not be able to guard the secret passage in the village.

Because Yao Lingdong is next to him, and there will be some dangerous sections along the way, Bu Yilin still doesn't dare to argue with the system while walking.

Even if the system is a mountain god, it is estimated that it will not be able to save her.

Moreover, the territory of the mountain god is also very small, and only the land of Dongshan Village is under care, and outside of Dongshan Village, the influence is much smaller.

God knows if the bottom of the cliff is considered the scope of Dongshan Village, and Bu Yilin has not specifically looked at it in the past.

I always feel that the cliff is straight, and there is only water left below except for fish.

Seeing that one group of children was pulling the vines and peeling, one group took out a knife to cut the bamboo chips, the parents next to them looked at the children nervously, and the other group followed Cui Yongqing to be blessed, pulling the leaves of the coconut tree, and directly started playing, the children sat on it, as if they were competing to see who could pull fast.

When the children saw the little tiger, they turned their attention to the little tiger, holding the small grass on their waists, and they were ready to share it with the little tiger.

There are all kinds of fruits in the small grass, and Bu Yilin only recognizes the eggplant and black button seeds that she has eaten recently, and other colorful fruits and grass roots, and she is really powerless to recognize.

"Can the little tiger eat it?"

Bu Yilin looked down at the little tiger.

The cow will be afraid of the little tiger, and she will not dare to let the little tiger sit on her back, and Bu Yilin has no choice but to carry the little tiger all the way.

The little tiger is actually not very clean, and there are a lot of lice and fleas, but there is no way, Bu Yilin is not a child in the mountains, and she can't match the insecticides in the mountains.

I can only wait for Liu Yan to come back, come back with some natural insecticides, give the little tiger, and kill the insects myself.

"Little Tiger, do you eat?"

Bu Yilin also didn't know what the little tiger had about being a vegetarian.

For the white and tender food in front of him, the little tiger did leave his saliva.

Seeing this, Bu Yilin picked a large leaf of the moon peach from the side, and asked them to put the fruit in the leaf and put it in front of the little tiger's eyes.

Hungry too much, the little tiger did not refuse to eat the comer, although he felt that the taste was relatively unfamiliar, but he still ate it.

"Don't give the harvest to the little tiger, don't forget your parents, as well as friends at home, who want to share the fruits of your trip!"

"Oh, I'll pick it up for my mom and dad, my grandparents, and the little brother next door.

There are a lot of fruits in the mountains, so I envy the younger brother of the team leader who will not be hungry and have food every day. ”

"Hehe!" What can Bu Yilin say about the child's opinion?

Anyway, it's better to envy each other than to dislike each other.

It can be seen that the primary school students in the imperial capital are still having a lot of fun.

There was an imperial doll sitting next to her crying, watching others play games with envy, Bu Yilin noticed, walked up to her with the little tiger in her arms and said:

"Sister, what's wrong?"

The woman next to her, dressed in fashion, frowned and said:

"I don't know what I did, I sprained my toe?"

At this time, Wang Laizhi and Wang Hanyang came.

"We've found the cotton roots. ”

Wang Laizhi and Wang Hanyang took a large handful of thumb-thick plant branches, peeled off the skin, took the inner skin of it, smashed it with a washed stone, applied it to the toes of the weeping child, and then tied it with the curus skin that was pulled out from the outside.

The child's crying stopped, and he looked curiously at the toe tied with the curlain.

"Mom is so fun, help me take pictures, I want to upload it to the circle of friends"

"Wenwen doesn't hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt as much as it just now. Can I continue to play with everyone?"

Zhuo Zhuo also left, came over to look at Wang Laizhi and asked, "Can you play with everyone?" Or should we let Wenwen follow Sister Bu down first? It's a pity that Grandpa Liu Yan is not here now, otherwise you can see if there is anything wrong with the bones. ”

Tao Dewen's children, naughty little girls, others can also see that there is no big problem.

"It is possible to play together.

It's just a toe injury, and it's fine. We used to get our feet together!" Wang Laizhi said stupidly.

"Mom, I'm going to play with everyone, don't go down first. ”

Wenwen heard that she could go down with Bu Yilin, looking at the little tiger and suddenly feeling a little entangled, she wanted to go down to play with the little tiger, and also wanted to play with friends, if everyone played any game, she didn't participate, and then she couldn't talk to everyone together.

When she spoke, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at the little tiger, as if she had done something very sorry for the little tiger.

"Then you guys, go to the calf's back and play with the calf, if your feet are still swollen, you have to see a doctor.

Wait for Grandpa Liu Yan to come down and help you take a look, listen obediently, and don't move your feet. ”

Bian Mu came over and asked, "They just said that this is called Dimian Root, it should be a local dialect!"

"I may not know anything else, but I know what it is, this is Nanling Wattle. It is also a common weed of this generation.

In fact, if you carefully investigate these weeds, you can find out the medicinal value of these grasses, and at different times, if you are injured differently in the mountains, you can pick some herbs to treat.

Even if you are not injured in the mountains and have other problems, you can still find the right grass.

The development of traditional Chinese medicine is actually an exploration of the medicinal properties of botanicals. ”

Bian Mu looked at the children playing in groups and said:

"Children are really creative, I didn't expect them to be able to find a big leaf and play with it.

You see this vine, because the fruit is very special, it has wings, and one long and two short is very much like the propeller of an airplane.

The children would pick up the fruit and throw it into the air to watch them spin and fall slowly before they were able to form a game and play for half a day.

Originally, this group should not be injured, but Wenwen looked at the fallen Yangwei vine fruit, and looked too focused on it, so she fell.

Teaching is really too brainy, especially if there are too many accidents for children, a little flash, there will be problems. ”

Now there are six groups of schoolchildren who are playing different games entirely, and sometimes they run over because they like to play games in other groups.

The group became a bit disorganized, and six children from Dongshan Village began to play games and competitions in order to compete for the schoolchildren of the imperial capital.

He wanted to find a game that would appeal to more people and play with his group.

"Usually when they play musical instruments, I still feel very noisy, and I can't imagine that I can find a random reed bamboo pipe in the mountains and let them blow such a beautiful sound.

The mountains are really full of treasures!"

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