Why did you provoke me?

That evening, Yu Meng saw a pile of things placed next to her. Pointing to herself, she asked, "For me?"

Dali and Yu Hai nodded together. "Your body is so weak, you need to nourish yourself properly. These are all nutritious and good things, eat them slowly, and if you finish them, your older sister will buy you more."

But it's clearly not caused by physical weakness. Her motion sickness might be due to a lack of mental clarity.

But she couldn't bring herself to say it; she couldn't let anyone know. The images in her mind had all transformed into the big black cat behind her.

Dali only let Yu Meng go after she finished the whole bowl of milk.

Dali called Yu Meng to her room and told her about Li Yiqing's plan to have her join the Cai Group.

Yu Meng looked at her eldest sister.

Dali glanced at her. "I refused. He actually wanted Sister Xiu to work for his mining company too. How could he be so delusional? So all three of us sisters have to serve his mining company?"

Yu Meng gave Dali a thumbs up.

"Little sister, what exactly are your plans? You're not going to go to the mining group, right?" Dali was very curious about Meng's thoughts.

Yu Meng walked back to her room, took a box, and then went back to Da Li's room.

She pushed the box in front of Dali. Dali reached out and opened the box.

There were two bracelets, two jade pendants, and something that looked like a button inside.

Dali looked at Yu Meng with a puzzled expression.

"Selling. Very expensive." Yu Meng rarely spoke.

But Dali understood. "So you plan to sell these things from now on. That's fine, it's much better than going up the mountain."

Dali put everything away. "It's a pity my older sister is too clumsy. She can't do these things well."

It took her seven days to make that bracelet. It can't compare to my younger sister's hand speed; it's simply hopeless.

However, Dali is optimistic. She may not be able to do anything meticulous, but she enjoys going up the mountain with the mining group.

Dali felt a great sense of accomplishment from peeling off each sheet of dough. As for the finer processing of the peeled dough, she left that to skillful hands like Sister Xiu and Little Sister.

Although I envy how easily they earn so many gold coins, I know my own talent is limited, so I shouldn't force myself if I can't do it.

Didn't she earn two gold coins from this trip into the mountains? That would have been unthinkable in the past.

She remembered how hard her parents used to work, and they could only save up one gold coin a year.

She had just completed one gathering mission and already earned two gold coins. She was very satisfied.

Yu Meng looked at Dali, feeling envious but not jealous. A slight smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

After each trip into the mountains, Dali would rest at home for two or three days. During this time, Yu Meng would also find another route for Dali.

Dali diligently memorized the lines. She knew very well that only when she was strong enough would someone protect her in the face of danger. Because she had that value.

Here, almost every girl has the potential to become a mask revealer. Therefore, families do not discriminate against girls. Most families also provide opportunities for girls to develop their talents.

However, in any small group, there will be a distribution of benefits and choices. Therefore, many people will be abandoned.

The main purpose of the mining group's expeditions into the mountains is to search for rare and precious wild animals. It is said that 60% of the world's technology relies on the production of dough. It is also said that some delicacies can only be eaten after the dough has been removed.

Bread can be used not only for decoration but also to relieve pain and fatigue. It is an essential raw material for many medicines, and most importantly, it can be used to make energy.

Of course, all of that is far removed from Yu Meng's current situation. Right now, all she can do is use small pieces of dough to make beads, jade pendants, cufflinks, and the like.

Three days later, Dali left. Her mining group was going into the mountains again.

Looking at my older sister's busy schedule, and then at my own leisurely life, we're both on our own paths, which is good.

A few days later, Yu Hai returned and told him that Hai Shan's family, who had gone with him to the martial arts school in town, were moving to live in town.

Yu Meng's heart skipped a beat. Moving is a good idea. When you move, some things will be sold, and some things will be thrown away. Of course, the possibility of throwing things away is very small; people are very frugal at this time of year.

Yu Meng decided to take a stroll around the village tomorrow.

Around noon, a large cart entered the village. Yu Meng slowly walked towards Hai Shan's house.

Sure enough, the neighbors helped load the things onto the car. Hai Shan's parents kept nodding and thanking them.

Yu Meng also went over. She looked around and saw a tattered little box lying to the side. She walked over and picked it up.

She walked up to Haishan's mother and handed her the box. "Oh, Xiao Si'er, you're here too. Come here to Auntie, let the adults do it, we'll step back and not bump into anything."

Yu Meng held up the box in her hand again. Hai Shan's mother took it, "This was used by Hai Shan's older sister when she was alive. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you." Hai Shan's mother put the box back into Yu Meng's hand.

Yu Meng nodded hurriedly, saying she didn't mind at all. What she needed was right here; there was no reason to complain.

She stood beside Hai Shan's mother until everything was loaded onto the truck. Everyone said a few more words, telling her to come back and visit often. The truck drove away. The crowd dispersed. Yu Meng took the small, tattered box and went home.

Yu Meng placed the box on a bench in the yard, carefully wiped it with a cloth, and then opened it.

Sure enough, there was a well-preserved line drawing book inside. The book number was 40. Although the number wasn't high, Yu Meng was still very happy.

There weren't many lines collected in the book. Yu Meng checked and found there were actually 35 more.

Yu Meng knew that she could collect Dali's line drawings because they were related by blood. But this line drawing book had absolutely nothing to do with her.

Yu Meng stared at the lines in the book, as if they held an irresistible allure for her. She stretched out her index finger and traced it along one of the lines.

A line slipped from the book. But Yu Meng didn't absorb it into her mind. Not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't.

Yu Meng carefully sensed the line, mobilizing all the power in her mind, but it all seemed to be in vain. The line was like a naughty child, unwilling to go home.

Yu Meng stared intently at the lines floating in her palm. Was her thinking wrong?

But if it's wrong, why would the lines fall off the book?

The two lines that had been used to make the cat bell suddenly popped into her mind and tightly bound the lines in Yu Meng's hand.

Then the three lines disappeared from Yu Meng's sight and entered her mind.