Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Chapter 716: Chapter 709: Rude Child

Gradually, more people started gathering on the mountain, which usually wasn’t very crowded, mostly visited by elderly folks exercising. But as soon as the weekend arrived, it was bustling with those who had to work or go to school during the week, all flocking here for fun.

The clearing under the Wisteria Tree wasn’t particularly large, but the number of people kept increasing. Seeing that they had picked enough flowers, Sisi called Shangguan and the others to go home, making space for others. With people squeezed in like this, and the intoxicating scent of the flowers, it was getting hard to breathe.

Shangguan was never interested in flowers or plants. If not for Sisi promising to make her something delicious, she wouldn’t have come at all. So, as soon as Sisi called out, she jumped down from the vine like a monkey, agile and nimble, not showing her age in the thirties at all.

The group packed the picked flowers, filling six large bags. Sisi picked the largest bag, which stood half as tall as a person. Luckily, flowers don’t weigh much, a bagful only weighed about ten pounds, making it not too difficult to carry, especially with someone like Shangguan, a strong woman who could carry four bags alone.

Sisi and Zhang Jie each carried a bag. Although not overly heavy, due to its size and because Sisi and Zhang Jie were comparatively petite next to Shangguan, carrying such a large bag looked quite awkward.

"Time to go home! I’m counting to ten, if you’re not with us, walk back by yourself!" Sisi shouted.

"One, two, three, ..... six....."

Before Sisi could count to ten, eight little ones dashed to her side, sweating profusely, their hair soaked.

Tang Qiubai’s two kids also came running alongside, equally sweaty, with flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, seemingly having a lot of fun.

Tang Qiubai, panting heavily, followed behind them, looking quite exhausted!

Song Mengshi scolded the two kids for playing too wildly, their inner clothes drenched in sweat, warning them they’d catch a cold once the mountain breeze hit!

Sisi took two dry towels from her bag, handing them to Song Mengshi, saying, "Use these towels to wipe the kids’ sweat, or tuck them into their backs if it doesn’t help, that should do something."

Gratefully accepting the towels, Song Mengshi noticed Ya Ya and her group sweating even more than her kids, so she returned the towels to Sisi, saying apologetically, "Better let Ya Ya use them, they’re younger and can’t stand the cold!"

Sisi casually waved off the concern, "No need, our kids sweat buckets even in December, they’re used to it. Besides, they’re still taking cold showers, they can handle the cold!"

In fact, Sisi was being quite humble; Du Du and the others had undergone rigorous training by Luo Datou since childhood, plus their bodies were enhanced with Spiritual Liquid, making them very physically robust. Even bare-chested in the snow wouldn’t faze them.

Du Du, Lei Haiyang, Mao Dou, and the little leopard, noticing Sisi’s struggle with the bag, took a bag each without a word. Wanting to carry them directly but lacking the height, they slung them over their shoulders like sandbags, easily managing them.

Now, only two bags were left. Shangguan casually lifted one in each hand, lifted her chin indicating they could descend the mountain.

Tang Qiubai had intended to help, but seeing Du Du and the others, he embarrassedly glanced at his own skinny arms and retreated.

Song Mengshi couldn’t help but admire, "Your kids are raised so well, they’re really sturdy!"

Sisi modestly replied, "No, they just have some brute strength, plus they eat a lot, really burn through the food!"

Zhang Jie and Shangguan: ....

The group formed a line down the mountain, with Du Du and some kids in the lead, racing at lightning speed. Before long they were out of sight, Tang Qiubai, trailing like a mother hen, couldn’t match their pace!

Sisi found it amusing; Tang Qiubai is doing well with his parental duties, isn’t he?

It was already noon, and tourists continually ascended, all here to see the Purple Wisteria Sea. With such crowds, the narrow boardwalk felt even more cramped. Sisi tried not to bump into others, sticking to the edge.

"Why are you guys so slow? I’m heading up first!"

A boy’s voice came from below, sounding quite impatient. Soon enough, a boy resembling a young bull charged up like a whirlwind, indeed fast!

"Xiao Jie, slow down, watch out or you’ll trip!" A female voice called.

The boy paid no mind, continued rushing up like a mad bull, recklessly colliding with many people.

Sisi frowned, moving further away to avoid being hit herself. But, sitting ducks catching calamity, despite distancing from the path, the boy veered off the boardwalk, crashing towards her.

She tried to evade, but there lay a large rock behind her. She had wanted to step onto the rock, but the boy barreled into her like an atomic bomb.

"Ouch!"

With the impact, Sisi stumbled back onto the rock, fortunately catching herself without hitting too hard. Still, her knee and palm hurt intensely; inspecting her palm, she found a large patch of skin abraded with a few grains embedded.

Zhang Jie quickly came over to help her up, asking if she was alright. Sisi shook her head, flexing her limbs, thankful there was no serious injury.

Having been hit, Sisi considered it bad luck, not wanting to get worked up over a child.

However, the child’s rudeness was galling; having hit someone, he showed no reaction, not even glancing back, continuing upwards without care.

Shangguan reached out her long arm, grabbing the boy by his collar, making him march in place.

"Who are you? Let go of me or I’ll beat you up!"

The boy’s attitude was extremely arrogant, eyes to the sky, nostrils naturally flared, his words were infuriating.

Compared to this boy, Sisi suddenly felt Du Du and Huahua’s group were truly delightful. Unlike this growling bear of a boy, with his ’I’m number one in the world’ attitude, enough to make anyone want to slap him.

With a cold laugh, Shangguan spun the boy around multiple 360-degree turns, dizzying him until he could barely stand, his aura diminished, making him more agreeable.

"Kid, apologize!"

The boy disregarded Shangguan, despite the dizziness, and his eyes a little shifty, he maintained his imperious demeanor, clearly not respecting Shangguan.

Sisi couldn’t warm up to this boy at all; his manners were appalling. What in the world were his parents teaching him?

She approached, showing the boy her bleeding palm, "You’ve injured auntie’s hand like this, shouldn’t you say ’sorry’ to me?"