Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1861 - 1676: Workload

The factory has a tall ladder, but here it’s a gentle slope, so if you want to go up and hold the child, you’ll have to move sideways on the trunk.

And that branch doesn’t look very good at supporting an adult’s weight.

Everyone was amazed at He Tuo’s skills, but now they looked sympathetically at He Kuang’s family:

Look, the child climbs rocks and trees, definitely a natural talent.

But as everyone whispered below, the child above remained motionless, making them nervous again:

"Is he pretending he can’t hear?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Does he usually hide like this when you call him?"

He Kuang’s wife looked and looked, and finally, with a complicated expression, said, "I think he’s asleep..."

A child’s energy is always a mysterious thing.

A moment ago, running, jumping, full of life, the next moment they fall asleep.

Now, obviously this little one exploded with a burst of energy to climb the tree and camouflage himself, then fell asleep in this peaceful spot.

Luckily he applied mosquito repellent, so now insects and snakes shy away, and his hands and feet wrapped in bags nestled among the leaves, undisturbed.

But it made everyone’s heart tremble.

This is a trunk!

Such a high distance, the child fell asleep, luckily they didn’t shout loudly just now, since really waking the child might accidentally...

At this point, no one dared to think further, they just became anxious.

"How, how do we bring him down?"

How do we bring him down?

Song Tan took out his phone to send a message, and Chen Yuan, who was also looking nearby, quickly followed.

His eyes were sharper, and when he looked up in the direction Song Tan pointed, his expression became odd:

"This kid..."

He wanted to say, quite something!

But since they were a guest of the boss, he swallowed the rest of his words.

At this moment, the group that was organized to help find people watched the tree, even tried it with their hands.

"Can you bring him down?" Song Tan asked.

Chen Yuan thought for a moment: "It needs two people."

He looked at He Tuo, who was sleeping unaware of things, then took out the walkie-talkie and walked a few steps to the side.

Shortly, two people came over with ropes and tools, looking around, then nodding at the group:

"No problem."

If this wasn’t a sleeping child, and the tree wasn’t an economic crop, with their skills, one person could quickly bring the child down.

But since there’s enough manpower, it’s better to play it safe.

Thus, everyone watched as the two security guards swiftly attached ropes, one climbed the tree where He Tuo was, tied the rope firmly to the main trunk, leaving plenty of slack.

The other quickly climbed the next tree, also securing the rope.

The smooth and efficient movements almost made everyone forget about He Tuo’s safety, as if watching a military exercise.

"Are they going to climb across the rope?"

He Kuang’s wife nervously asked, "Should we put a mat or something underneath?"

Such a height, even an adult would struggle if they fell.

Before Song Tan could answer, they heard a "click" above, as one of them already fastened a pulley to his waist, held the rope with gloved hands, and slid forward.

Extremely smoothly, he reached the branch where He Tuo was.

He reached out and scooped the sleeping child into his arms, the paper bags on the child’s four limbs still intact.

Meanwhile, the security guard waiting on the tree swiftly looped the extra rope and handed it over, securely fastening He Tuo.

The two stabilized at the top, and the rope slowly lowered from the treetop.

Shortly, the child was safely landed on the ground.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the child’s legs seemed numb, he drowsily opened his eyes, saw the crowd stunned, then laughed heartily.

"Did I hide really well this time!"

Everyone: ...

Then they looked at He Kuang and his wife, this normally gentle couple’s expressions turned fierce and scary, He Kuang even quickly snatched the rope from the security guard’s hand:

"I told you to hide!!!"

"Hey hey hey, don’t hit the child..."

"Don’t use the rope, there are bamboo shoots by the roadside, let’s break a couple of sticks..."

"It’s okay to spank the bottom or whip the back, just don’t hit the face..."

"Don’t kick, don’t kick..."

The crowd suddenly became chaotic again.

...

In the end, Qiaoqiao led two children, the group gathered together, and He Kuang’s family surrounded the sniffly Tuo, ultimately calmly descended the mountain.