Yu Xia accepted the invitation and went about digging with a shovel, treating the clumps of earth as Xie Qingci's head. One shovel down, and the clumps scattered.
Xie Qingci felt a chill down his spine as he watched and decided it was better to let her go back and sit.
"You should pack up. In a bit, there'll be a blessing ceremony, and then some people will come up the mountain to sell wild vegetable pancakes. After eating them, we'll head down the mountain in the afternoon."
She squinted at him: "No other activities?"
"There are," he turned around with a mysterious smile, "there's a wild vegetable matching game."
"Huh? What's that?"
She quickly found out.
Xie Qingci dug up many kinds of wild vegetables, arranged them neatly under the shadow of the tent pole like a tidy line-up, almost like a matching game.
