New ink fragrance in old times

The sunlight sprinkled dappled on the forest path, adding a touch of warm gold to this quiet space, and even the air was filled with a faint scent of earth.

Lin Xuebao carried a heavy load of turmeric on his shoulders and walked steadily through the tree-lined path. Every step seemed so solid and powerful.

"You are quite leisurely."

Lin Xuebao's voice, with a hint of laughter, broke the silence in the open space.

He gently put down the burden on his shoulders, and the newly dug turmeric was like a golden treasure, which he carefully poured into the large basket that had been prepared long ago.

Two baskets of turmeric were stacked like two small hills, full and emitting a scent that was a mixture of earth and ginger.

"You guys just stay here, okay?"

Lin Xuebao stood up and swept his sharp eyes over everyone present.

Xing Er quickly nodded and agreed: "Uncle San, I will take good care of them."

Lin Mo's eyes followed the two shaky baskets of turmeric closely, muttering to himself, "There's so much turmeric, shaking all over, it feels like it's about to fall out. My hands are itching to pick it up!"

After Lin Xuebao and Lin Xuejin took turns to transport turmeric home several times, they decided to lead everyone to move and continue looking for medicinal herbs.

Lin Mo followed the team, his heart full of curiosity.

Wherever they went, the two men's eyes were like searchlights, and they could always discover different kinds of medicinal herbs.

"This is such good luck! Looking at the terrain, it doesn't look like these herbs are grown by myself."

Lin Mo couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Suddenly, Lin Xuejin stopped and looked around, frowning slightly, as if sensing something. After exchanging a tacit glance with Lin Xuebo, he nodded gently.

Lin Xuebo turned around and said to everyone with a serious expression, "Come with me and stay here. No matter what noise you hear, don't run out. Understand?"

Lin Xuebao acted quickly and surrounded everyone with branches and leaves, forming a simple and enclosed shelter.

He turned to the three older children, Xing'er, Hua'er, and Tang Qing, and emphasized again, "You three must keep an eye on your brothers and sisters. Don't make any noise later. Got it?"

Xing Er hugged Lin Sizhe and Lin Siheng tightly, afraid that they would suddenly run away. She covered their mouths with her hands, her eyes full of determination.

Seeing this, Tang Qing immediately covered Tang Shan and Tang Xin's mouths, his little face full of seriousness and nervousness.

Hua'er wanted to follow suit, but Lin Mo cleverly stepped back and covered his mouth.

Lin Xuebao nodded with satisfaction, his eyes sweeping over each person one by one, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this advice in their hearts.

"Remember, unless I call you out, no matter what noise you hear, you are not allowed to come out or make a sound."

After Lin Xuebo disappeared into the depths of the woods, Lin Sizhe finally broke free from Xing'er's hand and asked softly, "Sister, what is my uncle doing?"

Lin Sizhe's voice was full of curiosity and confusion, and his eyes were shining with exploration.

Xing'er quickly covered his mouth with her hand and gently reminded him, "Silang, you forgot, my uncle doesn't allow us to speak loudly."

Lin Sizhe nodded repeatedly and whispered, "That's all I'll say. I won't say it again."

The atmosphere in the shelter became extremely tense and mysterious. Everyone held their breath, afraid that the slightest sound would break the silence.

When Lin Mo recalled his uncle's mysterious behavior just now, he always felt that they were going to do something earth-shattering and tear-jerking.

A series of thrilling scenes emerged involuntarily in his mind: in the dense mountain forests, the roars of wild beasts rose one after another, and his uncle and his men were like brave hunters, holding sharp weapons and engaging in fierce battles with those jackals, tigers and leopards.

"Are you going to rob some wild animal's den? Are there any wolves, tigers or leopards in this mountain?"

There was a hint of nervousness and anticipation in Lin Mo's eyes.

He tried to find a clue from the surrounding environment, but apart from the lush trees and the occasional birdsong, everything seemed so calm and peaceful.

However, Lin Mo's imagination did not stop there.

A bold thought popped up in his mind: Could it be that the Lin family is also a hunting family? Will they hunt a wild boar, a tiger, or something?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, even he himself almost couldn't help laughing.

"But they don't look like that! A scholar, a carpenter, a farmer, they give people the impression that they are ordinary people who can be bullied by everyone, how can they be martial arts masters? Could it be that everyone is a sweeping monk, hiding their true strength? It's not impossible."

Just as Lin Mo was immersed in his own fantasy, bursts of noise suddenly came from the woods in the distance.

Lin Mo's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly hid inside, fearing that he would be discovered by something outside. His hands tightly grasped a wooden stick beside him, and his eyes revealed a bit of vigilance and anxiety.

"Listen to advice, eat your fill, and don't be curious at this time, and don't let your curiosity show."

Lin Mo repeated this sentence silently in his heart. He found that everyone around him was huddled together tightly, and no one spoke.

They covered their mouths and picked up anything they could grab to protect themselves.

Even Silang Lin Sizhe, who is usually the most mischievous, is now tightly holding two stones, with a look of nervousness and uneasiness in his eyes.

Lin Mo looked at Silang's young face and determined eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart.

"Children in ancient times were so conscious of safety! This isn't how it's portrayed in TV dramas, is it? This is such a stupid drama that I've been misled."

Lin Mo also found that there were small piles of stones in front of everyone, and he was even more confused: Where did these stones come from?

Time passed quietly in tension and waiting, the birdsong and wind sounds in the forest intertwined into one, and Lin Mo's heartbeat seemed to resonate with the rhythm of nature, and every beat was full of vigilance and expectation.

Finally, the movement in the forest gradually stopped, and an inexplicable tranquility enveloped the entire space.

Lin Mo's ears caught a slight sound of footsteps coming from far away, and then he heard a call from outside, asking everyone to go out.

However, Lin Mo found that no one moved.

This made Lin Mo, who was planning to get up, give up the idea. He thought to himself: If no one moves, I won’t move either. Safety first!

Lin Mo tightly grasped a wooden stick beside him, his eyes fixed on the movements outside.

The branches were moved away little by little, and the figures of Lin Xuejin and Lin Xuebao appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing that everyone was fine, they nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, you all behaved well. There will be rewards when you return."

Hearing this, Xing'er nodded happily, but Lin Sizhe, who was usually the most lively, also smiled, but his movement was unusually small.

Lin Mo looked at the scene in front of him, his heart full of doubts: What is this direction? Why can't I understand it?

Lin Xuejin just touched Lin Mo's head and said, "Sanlang, what are you standing there for? Let's go home."

Lin Mo nodded and said, "I understand, Dad."

Along the way, Lin Mo wanted to say something and wanted to ask them what they had done, but seeing everyone's silence, he finally did not speak.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like a complete idiot? I don't know anything."

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Mo felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

In the yard, the whole family seemed to be waiting for them, each with a serious expression, as if they were having a trial.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, especially when he saw the solemn expressions of his grandparents, he felt that something was not good.

Lin Xuejin patted Lin Mo's shoulder and said to Lin Wenhong and Zhao Yue'e, "Dad, Mom, we're back."

Zhao Yue'e said to everyone in a yin-yang tone, "Oh, you're back. I thought you were lost."

Lin Xuejin replied: "Mom, we..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Wenhong: "You still remember to come back! You went into the mountains and didn't even send a message. Don't you even consider the time? It's been several hours since we finished our meal, and it's almost time to prepare dinner, and there's no sign of you. Why don't you live in the mountains?"

Lin Wenhong's words were full of blame, but more of it was concern and worry.