Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 109: An Entire Chestnut Forest

In an instant, everyone’s gaze was focused on Qi Manman.

Yi Meng was also startled, then felt a wave of nervousness, and whispered to Qi Manman, "Manbao, children shouldn’t boast."

"Manbao doesn’t boast! Manbao is a little baby, speaking little words."

Qi Manman earnestly corrected her mother’s words.

The others were amused, thinking it was just a child’s innocent words.

But Yi Meng was even more helpless.

She rubbed the little girl’s head, "Manbao, let me borrow Xiao Bai for a bit, we need to hurry back, okay?"

"Mom, Manbao really knows the way."

Qi Manman pouted unhappily, raised her hand, and pointed in a direction, "It’s that big tree that looks better than the one next to it. If we follow that big tree, we’ll soon see grandma and them."

Another mention of a good-looking tree.

Now everyone didn’t know if they should follow a little child’s words like they did in the daytime.

It was Qi Quanjin who decided boldly, walking a few steps in the direction Qi Manman pointed, not forgetting to turn back and confirm, "Daughter, is it this tree?"

"No, it’s the one in front, Dad, the one you mentioned doesn’t look good."

Qi Manman pointed out seriously.

Qi Quanjin walked a few more steps forward, and this time heard Qi Manman say, "That’s right, that’s the one!"

Qi Quanli, who was beside Qi Quanjin, was holding a small torch, and he curiously looked at the big tree. Sure enough, he saw a familiar mark.

"Fourth Brother, there’s a mark!"

Following Qi Quanli’s pointing direction, Qi Quanjin also saw the familiar mark, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, "This is the right place, let’s go quickly!"

This time, everyone’s eyes looked at Qi Manman with more complexity.

Should they say this girl can really distinguish the beauty of trees, or should they say this child’s memory is good?

But no matter what, the most important thing right now was to quickly get out of the woods.

Yi Meng carried her daughter, feeling a bit uneasy inside.

Being able to get out of the woods was naturally the best.

But in this way, everyone would know the magical aspect of their daughter.

This might not be a good thing.

With these thoughts, Yi Meng, like everyone else, finally saw the flickering lights between the trees.

"Almost there, everyone push forward!"

Qi Quanjin called out, adjusted the basket on his back, tightened his grip on the bag he was holding, and marched forward.

The closer they got to the foot of the mountain, the less steep the slope became.

Finally, the group emerged from the woods and saw their family not far away.

After nightfall, Qi Zheng had organized people to cut a lot of firewood and expanded the resting area significantly, then lit several fires.

Firstly to keep warm, secondly as a deterrent.

And of course, allowing those who went up the mountain to find the camp sooner was a very important reason.

"There’s movement in the woods!"

Qi Ercai was the first to notice something amiss.

Following his words, everyone looked in that direction, and soon saw figures emerging from the forest.

"Is it Fourth Uncle and them?"

Mrs. Qi asked uncertainly.

It was already completely dark, and with their place brightly lit, seeing people in the distant woods wasn’t easy.

"I’ll go take a look."

Qi Ercai said, taking a kitchen knife and stepping beyond the camp perimeter.

Qi Dafu also picked up a kitchen knife and followed closely.

Qi Erlang, taking advantage of his mother’s inattention, picked up a hoe and followed.

By the time Wang Daya realized and tried to bring her youngest son back, the kid had already run up front.

"This kid!"

Wang Daya gritted her teeth in anger.

Beside her, Mrs. Qi said, "Alright, with his father and second uncle there, even if something really happens, they’ll protect him."

Even though she said this, Mrs. Qi still looked at her son and grandson with evident worry in her eyes.

Fortunately, the worry soon turned to joy.

As Qi Erlang shouted about seeing Fourth Uncle, everyone quickly left the camp perimeter to greet them.

Seeing them return fully loaded made everyone even happier.

Mrs. Qi didn’t care what they brought back, she ran directly to Yi Meng and anxiously asked, "Where’s Manbao? Where’s my darling granddaughter?"

Yi Meng was about to move the basket to the front when she heard Qi Manman’s voice from behind, "Grandma, Manbao is here! Manbao is so good!"

"Oh, my little darling, I’ve missed you so much."

Mrs. Qi circled around Yi Meng, lifted the thin blanket covering the basket, and held Qi Manman’s face, showering her with kisses.

The sons and grandsons, feeling neglected, saw this and calmly didn’t say anything.

Say what?

Compete with a little baby for affection?

The group returned to the camp, and the women quickly served hot meals, while the younger kids handed wet towels to the returning people for wiping hands and faces.

"Why did you all return so late? It’s already dark."

Qi Zheng looked at his fourth son, who was wiping his face, and scolded with a frown, "Dalang is a child; it’s understandable he doesn’t know better. But how can you uncles also be so unreliable?"

"Dad, it was my fault; I should have let everyone come back earlier."

Qi Quanjin immediately admitted his mistake.

He also felt it was late returning, and he was at fault.

But Qi Quanli hurried to explain, "Dad, don’t blame Fourth Brother. Given today’s situation, even if you were there, you’d probably forget about the time."

"Rascal! When I speak, when is it your turn to butt in?"

Qi Zheng glared directly.

Qi Quanli shrank his neck, chuckled, and kept silent.

Qi Sangui, though not much of a talker, also knew how to defend his fourth brother, saying, "Dad, there were lots of chestnuts in the woods; everyone got busy and forgot the hour."

"Chestnuts? So what you brought back were chestnuts?"

Qi Zheng then realized he hadn’t asked what they brought back.

There was carrying, shouldering, and lifting, just looking at it made one feel the heaviness.

Qi Quanli got lively again, "Exactly! A whole patch of chestnut forest. We packed for half a day and still didn’t finish; there’s plenty piled on the mountain!"

Qi Zheng couldn’t help but glare at his youngest son again.

He was so noisy, unlike his steady nephews.

Qi Quanli chuckled once more and shut his mouth again.

Qi Quanjin then said, "Dad, there are lots of chestnuts in the mountain woods. I’m thinking tomorrow we should take more people, bring back as many as we can. Chestnuts keep well and can be made into food."

"That’s fine, but we can’t be this late again."

Qi Zheng also agreed.

Food is life-saving; it never hurts to prepare more.

Otherwise, relying on the current supplies, with the constant travel and people’s consumption, there’s a worry it might not last until finding a suitable place to settle.