Manbao had already dug up the plant, and finding it cumbersome to hold, she tore off a large tree leaf, wrapped it up, and tied it with a long blade of grass to her small shoulder bag.
None of Zhou Silang and his brothers knew exactly when that plant had disappeared, but such occurrences had become rather normal for them.
When Manbao was very little, barely steady on her feet, she liked to pluck all sorts of flowers and grasses, starting with the wild weeds in the crevices of the stones in front of her home's doorway, examining them closely before tossing them aside.
Even younger, because Manbao liked pulling up flowering plants so much, Old Zhou happily boasted about it, convinced she was the reincarnation of a Flower Fairy.
But as Manbao pulled up more and more flowers and grasses, even sparing no tree, Old Zhou no longer mentioned it, and everyone in the Zhou Family had long since grown accustomed to Manbao's behavior.
