Fu Lanshen pruned the flower branches as he spoke, "Don't cause any trouble, just enjoy the flowers. I don't have much left to do."
Feeling rejected, Mu Qingli shrugged helplessly, "Okay, then I'll just stand here and keep you company by chatting."
"Mhmm." Fu Lanshen nodded slightly, and as he lowered his gaze to her feet, he continued, "Hurry up and find your shoes to put on, there are bugs, snakes, and mice in the ground at night... be careful."
Mu Qingli frowned slightly, "There are mice too? Uncle Seven, you're joking, right?"
All creatures instinctively seek benefit and avoid harm. Some are afraid of snakes, others spiders, but Mu Qingli, a fearless woman who was not scared of cockroaches, snakes, or bugs, was singularly terrified of mice, to the point where just thinking about them gave her goosebumps.
It wasn't that mice could bite, but this was a kind of visceral fear, Mu Qingli had been afraid of mice since she was a child.