Wei Youran was not worried that the high school in the village would not accept her, her results in the high school entrance examination at that time were the best in the village, and the principal would definitely agree if he knew that she was interested in transferring schools.

Wei slept leisurely, and the next morning, he learned carving with Wei Jianguo for an hour, and then turned out a small bamboo basket from home and prepared to go up the mountain.

"Ranran, you be careful, follow the flow of people, don't run around by yourself." Wei Jianguo was busy with carpentry work in his hands, and told Wei Youran.

The small green hill backed by Yubei Village is not precipitous, and there are many villagers who go up the mountain during the day, Wei Youran also followed Wei Jianguo a few times when he was a child, and Wei Jianguo did not object to Wei Youran going up the mountain.

It's just that she went to play, thinking that if she didn't pick herbs on the mountain today, and came back in a gloomy way, she wouldn't mention it again in the future.

"Got it, grandpa!" Wei leisurely went out of the door briskly.

She walked from Wei's house to the foot of the mountain, walked for more than half an hour to arrive, and saw that it was a small hillside, and before she reached the steep terrain, Wei leisurely shook the bamboo basket and walked inside.

Her main goal was to pick herbs, and she had just gone up the hillside, and when she saw the catechu growing on the side, Wei Youran looked at the color, and then pulled it out directly and put it in the bamboo basket.

Wei Youran deliberately avoided the path taken by the villagers, and picked a lot of herbs along the way, but most of them were common herbs, she thought that these herbs, since she could pick them so easily, there must be no shortage on the side of the doctor.

Wei Youran's mind moved, and she took out a herbal medicine book from the space, and she carefully looked at the herbs growing on the hillside while flipping through the book.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a medicinal herb hidden in the bushes that was not easy to find, her eyes were bright, and she immediately went over to check, and hurriedly turned two pages of the book.

It's Panlong ginseng!

She happily pulled out all the dragon ginseng that grew in the bushes, because this path was remote and no one walked, and almost no one picked the herbs on this road, just in this bush, Wei Youran found a lot of dragon ginseng.

In addition, a lot of non-poisonous wild mushrooms were also collected.

Not to mention other herbs, this plate of dragon ginseng must have been harvested by Dr. Liang, Wei Youran harvested a lot, and continued to walk in full spirit.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, two men, with fat heads and big ears, and fierce faces, stopped in the middle of the path.

"Big brother, I didn't expect there to be a deal on this path! This is a good look, and it will definitely sell for a good price! ”

"Get to work! Tie her up first! ”

Wei Youran saw that the situation was not right and walked back, which Cheng thought that these two wicked people really didn't let her go, and rushed towards her, Wei Youran was small, quickly dodged, and turned around and kicked the man's crotch.

"Ahh You stinky! I'll kill you! The strong man who was kicked had red eyes and couldn't walk in pain.

The other man directly hit Wei Youran on the head with a wooden stick, trying to knock her out.

Before he could react, Wei Youran's small body was suddenly hugged, followed by a strong fist wind, which directly hit the wicked man's face.

In the chaos, Wei Youran raised her eyes, she saw clearly the man who saved her, her resolute facial features were angular, from her point of view, even the thick curly eyelashes were distinct, the sun shone on his body through the leaves, Wei Youran couldn't open his eyes, it was just good to see blurry, Wei Youran dared to guarantee that she had never seen such a handsome man.

And because he was too tall, when he hugged Wei Youran, Wei Youran's feet couldn't step on the ground, and he was fluttering, as if he was stepping on the clouds, a little up.