Lao Cheng anxiously said, "Lili, why did you climb up there? Come down quickly, I'm worried you might fall. The tree is so high, a fall wouldn't be a small matter!"
"It's okay, it's okay," Mu Qingli said with a smile, "I used to climb trees often when I was little. My technique is really good, so Grandpa Cheng, you don't need to worry."
She grew up in Hua Mountain, catching fish, climbing trees, raiding bird nests—what hadn't she done?
So many years had passed, and although it had been a long time since she last climbed a tree, seeing such a robust pear tree stirred an irresistible urge in her. Qingli never liked to constrain herself, so when she wanted to climb, she simply did.