Gu Yundong shook his head. "I don't think this flower was picked from a tree, right?"
"No." This was found in the grass. It had been blown over by the wind back then. It swayed beautifully.
The child shook his head in disappointment and kept the flower. It turned out that only herbs that grew on trees were considered medicinal herbs.
Gu Yundong waved the one in his hand. "But there's one here. It's not like there's no harvest, right?"
The child raised his head again and nodded vigorously.
Gu Yundong then asked, "Is your village far from here?"
"Just go down that way. It's not far." The kid pointed.
Although it was not far, in fact… it was still a distance away.
Gu Yundong's carriage was still parked on the other side. She picked up the child's basket. "Let's take the carriage. I still have to find someone in your village to help tidy up the graves. Do you have any rooms at home? Can I rent them for two days?"
