Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s-Chapter 77 - A Different Kind of Camellia

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: A Different Kind of Camellia

Chapter 77 -77: A Different Kind of Camellia

Of course, apart from herbs, if there were other mountain products as well, since he had entered the mountains, Chiang Songhai wouldn’t foolishly focus solely on medicinal plants.

After walking another stretch, the mountain path became slightly steeper than before.

Moreover, unlike the riotous mountain flowers at the foot of the mountain, the upper reaches offered distinctively beautiful scenery.

Though there was a path, it was so rarely trodden by anyone else other than Chiang Songhai that it was quite narrow, with some sections overgrown with weeds.

Occasionally, there were statuesque rocks along the path or a few wild fruit trees, the ground covered thick with fallen leaves, their heads lifted to the sky segmented by the tall and lush branches.

All sorts of leaves from various trees, plants each with their own posture.

Chiang Xiao felt everything was novel, while at the same time finding it amusing that she, a villager from the mountain village, had never before ventured up the mountain. To talk about it now seemed almost laughable.

Therefore, although she hadn’t found anything yet, Chiang Xiao already felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Of course, she still had to search for medicinal herbs.

“Little, are you tired?”

“Not tired.”

Chiang Songhai looked back at Chiang Xiao somewhat surprised.

They had been walking for almost an hour, half of which was on mountain trails. If it were before, Chiang Xiao would have already been red-eyed, complaining of tiredness and sore feet. And now she said she wasn’t tired?

He thought that Chiang Xiao must be worried about him and wasn’t telling the truth.

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“Just a few more steps up, there’s a patch of wild tea plants. They should still be in bloom at this time.”

Chiang Xiao was somewhat amused, wondering if her grandfather wanted her to appreciate the flowers?

But a whole patch of Camellia flowers should be pretty, so it seemed good to take a look.

“In that same patch, there are also a few kinds of medicinal herbs. In a little while, let grandpa teach you how to recognize them.”

Hearing this, Chiang Xiao’s eyes lit up.

They had been climbing for half an hour, and grandpa had yet to start gathering herbs, which was a bit disappointing for Chiang Xiao. She had thought, as earlier said, that Bai Gu Mountain was a treasure trove, and expected to find bounty as soon as they ascended.

Probably after another seven or eight minutes of walking, Chiang Xiao’s eyes brightened.

A patch of Camellia flowers was in full bloom, with petals of varying shades of red, flamboyant and beautiful, the thick layers of petals radiant as brocade.

She had seen Camellias in parks before, artificially planted and sparse, nothing like the enchanting wild blossoms before her.

Chiang Xiao’s hands itched again; she felt she had found yet another place perfect for sketching.

“Grandpa, these Camellias are so beautiful. How long will they stay in bloom?” Chiang Xiao’s eyes sparkled as she rushed over to smell the fragrance of the flowers.

“The ordinary Camellia’s blooming period is from January to April,” Chiang Songhai took his shovel out of the basket on his back, ready to search for herbs, “But our area has a good climate, and Bai Gu Mountain is spiritual; the flowering season lasts a bit longer, probably until early May.”

Or why else would he always say that Bai Gu Mountain was a mountain of treasures?

He had seen many medicinal herbs still in bloom after their season was over, the fruits they bore larger than normal. That’s why he always said that Bai Gu Mountain was treasure-filled everywhere.

Chiang Xiao was delighted; there was still time for her to earn money to buy drawing paper. Drawing from life was a must!

“Little, take a rest for now, don’t wander off. Grandpa will look for some medicinal herbs.” Chiang Songhai looked around, deeming there was no immediate danger, before he cautioned Chiang Xiao.

It should be safe enough in this place.

Before leaving the house, he had stuck two patches of Snake Repellent Plaster on Chiang Xiao’s calves; ordinary snakes should avoid them.

This was something he had prepared the night before, a unique concoction of Chiang Family. Without such a thing, Chiang Songhai himself wouldn’t dare to venture casually into Bai Gu Mountain.

Naturally, Chiang Xiao agreed.

However, as soon as Chiang Songhai turned away, Chiang Xiao saw that beyond this patch of Camellia, there was a Camellia bush that was markedly different.