Chapter 152 - Chapter 152: Chapter 148: Simply a Disaster Star_1 (1/2)

Chapter 152: Chapter 148: Simply a Disaster Star_1

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Wen Jiao steps forward, gripping the young boy’s hand, “Then you should be careful, I’m scared.”

The young boy soothes, “Stick to the cliff, there will be no problems.” As long as you overcome your fear, the plank road is navigable.

Wen Jiao nodded, cautiously stepping onto the plank road.

The young boy leads Wen Jiao slowly, and quickly enters the mountain cave.

The moment she enters the cave, the little girl sighs and quickly gives a thank you, “Thank you, brother.”

Chen Boyuan waves his hand, “No need to be polite, it was nothing.”

Yingbao’s gaze passes over them before he looks down at the scene below.

Brother Jiang Cheng arranges the grandparents, holds a torch with his younger brother Jiang Quan sticking to the cliff, and slowly moves down the mountain, preparing to bring up food from the horses and mules.

Yingbao secretly follows them down the mountain.

“Yingbao, stop messing around! Go back up!” Jiang Cheng turns his head and sees his little cousin following them, frowning and scolding.

Yingbao, “I’ll watch the mules and horses for you.”

Jiang Cheng glares at his little cousin, “You don’t need to! Go back now!”

“I want to go.” Yingbao doesn’t want to argue with him.

Her two large iron pots hidden in the cave must be taken out, but not under the watchful eyes of all in the cave.

Jiang Cheng grits his teeth, if he wasn’t standing on the narrow plank road, he would have slapped her.

Seeing that they had already walked halfway, he reluctantly let her go.

The three siblings quickly descend the mountain path and come to Wen Fu.

As soon as Mrs. Lin sees Jiang Cheng and Jiang Quan, her eyes light up and she quickly approaches, “You are here to take us up, right?”

Yingbao interrupts before Jiang Cheng can speak, “We have other things to do and don’t have time to escort people. Mrs. Lin, you must go up yourself.”

Reflecting on the depiction in the book, Yingbao immediately loses any good impression of this Lady Wen.

In the book, she ordered Brother Jiang and Second Brother Jiang to work to death for her and her three daughters. Mrs. Lin was really bold.

She is not a real child, so her analysis of the plots in the book does not follow a child’s logic.

So as long as she is here, Mrs. Lin should not count on Brother Jiang and Second Brother Jiang.

Mrs. Lin did not expect this little girl to speak in such a way, she was annoyed. “Yingbao, how dare you speak to your elders like that?”

Yingbao tilts her head, “I’m telling the truth, Mrs. Lin, the mountain path is narrow. If you fall, both of us will lose our lives.”

She covertly pulls on Brother Jiang’s sleeve, not allowing him to accept.

Jiang Cheng was initially inclined to agree, but seeing his cousin’s determination, it would be awkward to dismantle her situation. He had no choice but to apologize: “I’m sorry, Mrs. Lin, the mountain path is narrow. We dare not take people up casually. Could you think of another way?”

Angered, Mrs Lin flounces away.

Yingbao grinned, whispering, “Big brother, second brother, this Mrs. Lin is very cunning. We just need to take care of our own people. Besides, she has three servants. We shouldn’t be bothered by her.”

Jiang Quan agrees, “Indeed, with three servants, she certainly shouldn’t rely on us to help her and her daughter. We’re not gods with three heads and six arms, can we fly them up?”

Moreover, Lady Wen’s delicate daughter was really unreliable. She refused to walk up the plank road even with a servant’s help. She endlessly kicked and hit the servants, eventually laying down and refusing to walk.

If she were to throw a tantrum on this narrow plank road, even a god would be kicked down by her.

Jiang Cheng nods, turning to greet Wen Fu, “Uncle Fu, let’s move the rice.”

A bag of rice weighs at least a hundred or so jin, it’s impossible for one person to carry it up due to its weight, so it must be split into ten or twenty jin bags and moved up like ants moving house.

Wen Fu nods and unhooks the grain bag from the mule’s back.

Jiang Quan uses his bag to contain the rice. Carrying one in front and one behind should enable him to carry twenty or thirty jin of rice. Jiang Cheng then uses an empty sack to separate the rice.