The Chinese Spirit's Family Rescue Adventure

Wen Chi's dazed look, in Suisui's eyes, made her as pleased as punch. She thought her "domineering aura" had intimidated Wen Chi.

That's right! She was the king of the spring mountain forest! So bloody brilliant, <(￣︶￣)>.

Suisui, who was over the moon, put on a fierce look and pointed at Wen Chi from a distance: "Humph, that's right! I was sent by the program team! They were afraid you'd starve to death, so they asked me to take care of you!"

Hey, the program team was just like the "Way of Heaven". Taking care of Wen Chi was to fulfill the fate. What a brilliant logic! Suisui's random blabbering had actually hit the nail on the head.

Wen Chi had no more doubts. He turned around and beckoned to her: "Come with me."

Without the live camera, and with just a clueless little thing beside him, Wen Chi relaxed a bit and didn't hide his limp anymore.

"Wait!" Suisui was like a little rabbit and "scampered" a few steps to the front of Wen Chi. Her eyes were fixed on his foot. "You're injured!"

Wen Chi pursed his lips: "I'm okay."

Suisui's eyes rolled around. God knows what she was plotting. Suddenly, she pointed at the pile of fruits under the orange tree not far away: "There! Those oranges, for you!"

Wen Chi took a look and immediately knew where the "big painted face" on the little one came from. "Are the oranges sweet?" He teased her.

"Sweet... ah, no, I didn't eat them!" Suisui's eyes widened like a startled deer.

Wen Chi held back his laughter: If you had hidden the oranges with all the bite marks under the tree better, it would have been more believable. But he didn't puncture the little one's self-esteem. He just nodded and walked over to pick up the oranges and put them in the bamboo basket.

In no time, the small bamboo basket was more than half full. It was quite heavy. What a good harvest. Wen Chi never expected that it was Suisui who picked them. He thought it was someone hidden nearby by the program team who had prepared them specially.

"Let's go." Wen Chi picked up the oranges and limped forward, trying to walk steadily.

Suisui didn't follow immediately. She turned her head and looked around. When she saw Xiao Shan's head quietly popping out from behind the bushes, she was relieved. That little one must have heard the noise and hidden.

However, Suisui was puzzled: How did the destined one find me? She stood there, racking her brains and didn't move for a long time.

Wen Chi, who had only walked a few steps, was sweating buckets. He turned around and looked: "Why aren't you coming?"

Suisui poured out all her curiosity. Wen Chi found it funny: "I heard someone snoring."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Suisui's face turn as red as a ripe tomato. Hey, with her face smeared with dust, mud, and fruit juice, it was amazing that it could still change color!

"Humph!" Suisui puffed up her cheeks in anger and her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. She refused to move.

Wen Chi was helpless. He went back and stretched out his big hand to Suisui: "Let's go."

Suisui pursed her small mouth. In her mind, she saw the warm scenes of fathers holding daughters' hands and brothers holding sisters' hands that she had seen in the village. At that time, she felt empty inside and thought she needed to eat a hundred sweet fruits to fill it. Now, she seemed to understand that feeling a little.

The little ginseng spirit, who was used to running wild in the mountains, obediently stretched out her small hand and put it into Wen Chi's warm palm. She felt warm inside. She didn't make a fuss anymore and let Wen Chi lead her away.

The tall and short figures were stretched long by the setting sun and stood close together. What a heartwarming picture.

Suisui had been wandering around nearby for two days. Today was the first time she had entered Wen Chi's small thatched cottage.

The cottage was about thirty square meters. The bamboo walls divided it into two rooms. The inner room was for sleeping, and the outer room served as a kitchen, dining room, and living room all in one. The decoration was so shabby. The walls were bare without any plastering. The wooden floor creaked when you stepped on it. The furniture was so old that it looked like it had been brought from an old antique film set.

Simple, plain. To put it bluntly, it was poor.

Suisui looked at Wen Chi with eyes full of pity. This cottage was the poorest one she had ever seen! Compared with her home full of rare flowers and plants and surging spiritual energy, it was worlds apart. Even compared with the villagers' self-built houses, it was too shabby.

Such a shabby cottage was the home of the destined one? It seemed that heaven had sent her to save him because it saw how pitiful the destined one was. Suisui felt that she had a heavy burden on her shoulders.

Wen Chi, who was sorting out the oranges, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned around and looked. There was nothing unusual in the room except for an extra dirty little thing.

After putting away the oranges, Wen Chi reached out to Suisui: "Give it to me."

"What?" Suisui was confused.

Wen Chi pointed at her: "That bag."

Suisui immediately clenched the strap of the bag tightly, like a little beast protecting its food. She was extremely vigilant! This bag was picked up by her nearby yesterday. It was black and not as bright and beautiful as the bags carried by other children in the village. But it was her first bag!

The spring mountain was good in every way. It was a fairyland in the eyes of mortals. But it lacked these modern things. When Suisui packed her bags to go down the mountain, she used a tattered cloth. When she picked up this bag, she was overjoyed. How could she bear to give it to Wen Chi?

Wen Chi wasn't in a hurry. He thought that the program team must have told the little one to take good care of the bag, which made her so nervous. So he explained: "Didn't the program team send you? There are emergency supplies prepared by them in this bag. They're for me."

Suisui didn't quite understand what the program team and emergency supplies were, but she understood one thing. This bag belonged to the destined one.

Suddenly, her big eyes were filled with 委屈. It seemed that she was going to cry in the next second. Wen Chi panicked and didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

Who knew that the expected tears didn't fall. Suisui pouted and reluctantly took off the bag. Her movements were as slow as a snail crawling. Finally, she handed the bag to Wen Chi.

"Give it back to you." Suisui's voice was small and sounded a bit disappointed.

Actually, she was a bit guilty. After all, the things in the bag...

Wen Chi took the bag, lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then he realized and said a bit uncomfortably: "Like this bag? I can give it to you later."

"Okay, okay." Suisui's voice was floating, not as excited as Wen Chi expected.

The little one who had been so cocky and put her hands on her hips just now was now as wilted as a grass beaten by frost.

Wen Chi felt a bit strange in his heart, but he didn't know what to say. He could only silently open the bag and look inside.

The supply bag wasn't big. Wen Chi knew it well. Even if he didn't know what was inside in advance, he guessed that there wouldn't be much food. That's right. There were only three chances to ask for help. How could they only give food... Uh, what was this? Grass! It was still fresh, with soil on it, as if it had just been pulled out of the ground.

Wen Chi's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have guessed something.

Before he could open his mouth, Suisui beside him had already given herself away: "They're all good grasses! Soaking them in water is good for your health!"

Wen Chi:...