The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Chapter 23: Becoming Friends

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Therefore, she asked Grandpa Bai in her heart if he knew how to concoct herbs.

After getting a negative answer, Zhao Zhitong was a little disappointed. However, she didn’t disturb Meng Xuejiu anymore. She said goodbye to the teacher and happily went to the kitchen to look for Sun Mei.

After school, the children went to the kitchen and waited for Sun Mei to serve them rice.

After all the children received their share of the food and carried it to the hall, Sun Mei scooped a spoonful of vegetables for Zhao Zhitong. She broke off half a steamed bun and a small bowl of millet paste.

“Tongtong, I’ve already spoken to Squire Wei. You can eat with the students in the school these few days, okay?”

Zhao Zhitong was very sensible. Moreover, she was also thinking of an excuse to go out and pick herbs. Naturally, she clapped her hands happily and agreed.

“Then you have to be good. You can’t cry, you can’t disturb Sir’s teaching, and you can’t run around. It’s good that you follow Sir in the school. When it’s time for school to be over, Mother will come and pick you up.”

Sun Mei was worried. After instructing her several times, she brought the prepared food to Sir and informed him.

Zhao Zhitong obediently held the bowl and lay on a wooden stool in the kitchen. She ate a mouthful of vegetables and a bun.

“Zhao Zhitong.”

Just then, someone called her from outside the kitchen. Zhao Zhitong put down the steamed bun and turned around. She saw Qiao Muchen standing at the door, looking at her.

When opponents met, their swords were domineering, and their auras could not be weak.

Zhao Zhitong immediately stood up straight, puffed out her chest, and said in a childish voice, “Qiao Muchen, why did you call me?”

Qiao Muchen asked. “Have you forgotten? We still have a competition. Eat quickly and don’t leave after lunch. Let’s go have a competition again. I won’t lose to you this time.”

Zhao Zhitong shook her head. “No, Sir doesn’t allow us to climb trees in school.”

Qiao Muchen said, “Then we’ve agreed to compete outside the school after school.”

Zhao Zhitong refused again. “No, I’m going to pick herbs after school.”

Qiao Muchen was stunned. “Why are you picking herbs?”

Zhao Zhitong whispered, “I’m giving it to my father. My father’s leg hurts, but my father and mother don’t know about me picking herbs. I only told you. You have to keep it a secret. This is a secret between us.”

As soon as she said the words ‘I only told you’, the little Qiao Muchen instantly felt a sense of trust from Zhao Zhitong.

He immediately patted his chest and expressed that he was a man and would definitely help her keep her secret. Qiao Muchen also said that he would accompany her to find herbs after school.

How could two children establish a friendship so quickly? They could even keep each other’s secrets.

Zhao Zhitong said righteously, “You kept my secret. From now on, we’re friends.”

She took out a candy from her pocket and handed it to Qiao Muchen. “Here’s some candy for you. It’s really sweet.”

Qiao Muchen had never lacked sugar since he was young, and he did not like sweets. However, he still reached out to take the sugar from Zhao Zhitong.

Zhao Zhitong asked expectantly, “Is it sweet?”

“Yes.”

Zhao Zhitong immediately smiled until her eyes curved.

Qiao Muchen looked at the bowl that Zhao Zhitong had placed on the wooden stool and said, “I just heard from my aunt that you’ll be eating with us in school from now on. Then don’t eat in the kitchen. Come with me to the hall. The students are all there. It’s very lively.”

“Okay, okay. I love crowds.”

Thus, the two of them went to the hall with Zhao Zhitong’s bowl.

When they arrived at the long dining table, the two of them were still sitting together.

The moment Zhao Zhitong entered the door, Zhao Yue immediately noticed her. He found it strange that the two of them, who were originally domineering and arrogant, suddenly became so close.

The annoying enemies had gotten along. He felt very unhappy and felt that there was no fun.

Sensing Zhao Yue’s gaze, Zhao Zhitong glared at him and made a face at him.

Zhao Yue immediately retaliated and bared his teeth at her. “Childish.”

Then, he snorted and lowered his head to finish his meal.

When Zhao Zhitong and Qiao Muchen got together, they suddenly realized that they had a lot to talk about.

Grandpa Bai also said that Qiao Muchen was a smart kid and she loved smart kids.

Just like that, the two of them chatted casually until they reached a topic that the teacher had mentioned in school today.

Zhao Zhitong told Qiao Muchen what Grandpa Bai had said.

Qiao Muchen was shocked. “You mean Sir is wrong?”

Zhao Zhitong quickly shook her head. “I’m not saying that he’s wrong. I’m saying that what the book says is wrong. Dew won’t turn into frost.”

Qiao Muchen disagreed. “No, how could there be a mistake in the book?”

Zhao Zhitong asked, “Why can’t the book be wrong?”

Qiao Muchen replied, “The book was written by a Sage. A Sage can’t be wrong.”

Zhao Zhitong replied, “He can.”

“No.”

…

The two little fellows, who had just become friends, quarreled in the hall because of this.

Zhao Yue’s eyes lit up. He felt his happiness return.

The two of them argued. Neither of them could convince the other, so they fought in front of the master.

—-

Sir’s residence.

At that moment, there was a debate between two children.

Meng Jiujiu sat by the table with a smile on his face. He carefully listened to the two children’s words and recounted their argument.

“Haha.”

Meng Xuejiu could not be more satisfied with these two students who were good at thinking and discovering.

After listening to the two of them, he roughly understood the situation. He stroked his beard and chuckled. “The girl’s doubts are very good, and the girl’s words are also very good. When winter comes, you can personally verify it.”

Qiao Muchen was crestfallen. “Sir, are you saying that the Sage is wrong?”

Noticing Qiao Muchen’s low spirits, Meng Jiujiu nodded slightly and said seriously, “As the saying goes, ‘A man is not a sage, he can make mistakes’. In fact, a sage is still a human before he becomes a sage. Humans make mistakes.”

Zhao Zhitong was surprised. “Then will you make mistakes too?”

Qiao Muchen was puzzled. “But Sir, if a Sage made a mistake, is he still a Sage?”

Looking at the two studious students, Meng Xuejiu decided to talk more. He answered Zhao Zhitong’s question first. “Girl, Sir is an ordinary person. He will make mistakes too. It’s not scary to make mistakes. What’s scary is that he doesn’t dare to face the mistakes he made.”

Then, he answered Qiao Muchen’s question, “A Sage would never be afraid of making mistakes. Instead, he would face his mistakes and shortcomings head-on. From there, he would find the reason to improve his mistakes and shortcomings so that he would make fewer mistakes in the future and reach the standards of a Sage.”

“Therefore, in the future, don’t be afraid of making mistakes. You can’t be complacent and don’t dare to admit your mistakes. Be humble, be careful with your words, and be polite. This is Sir’s request to you.”