Chapter 158: Mushroom Romance (1)

Didn't Brother Jie share the same bed with him last night? Could it be the illusion of drinking Thomas's milk wine?

Li Jingjing stretched her waist and faintly smelled the fragrance of mint, which was the same as the smell she smelled in the middle of the night last night. Li Jingjing is not entangled in the problem of aroma, today is the first day on the grassland, you must not delay your business because you are lazy, Li Jingjing got up with a bone.

"Teacher Naren, are you so early?" Li Jingjing walked into the stove and saw that Teacher Naren was busy making breakfast, and the rain outside had stopped.

"It's not early, you guys will go mushroom picking after breakfast, it's a good time to pick mushrooms just after the rain."

"Well, is Brother Jie gone?"

"I left just after dawn, and I didn't eat dinner at Liujiezi, saying that I had something to rush back to the army."

"Is Brother Jie's troops far from here?"

"It's not far, it's only a dozen miles away, but they are in the mountains, and the road is not easy to walk, and it takes more than half an hour to drive from my house to their troops, and an hour to ride a horse." Teacher Naren is specific and detailed in her questions, and she must usually teach students like this, so that people can understand it as soon as they hear it.

"Teacher Naren, your singing voice is very beautiful, I listened to your song last night, and I was fascinated by it." Li Jingjing helped with the bowl and chopsticks on the side.

"Jingjing, you also heard the teacher sing, is it good?" Teacher Naren wrung milk tea in her hand.

"It's good, you sing better than many singers on TV. You must have slept late last night, right? Li Jingjing was not sure whether she really shared a bed with Brother Jie last night, or if she was hallucinating, and Li Jingjing wanted to get some hints from Teacher Naren.

"It's late, Tsering and Jiezi fell in love, and the two of them drank happily, and then both of them drank too much."

"Brother Jie drank too much?"

"Yes, the two of them felt that the mare's milk wine was not enjoyable, so they took out the liquor and drank it together, can they not get drunk? Tsering was hospitable and fell in love with Jiezi again, and he was very happy. I haven't woken up yet, Jiezi left early in the morning, the soldiers are different, but fortunately, the road is close. Otherwise, it rained heavily overnight, and I don't know how many sections of the road would have been washed away. ”

It turned out that Brother Jie drank too much last night, so he said those dream words in a chatter, Brother Jie must be very bitter in his heart, and his beloved left him. Now that Brother Jie is on this remote prairie again, the loneliness and loneliness in his heart must be even worse, and when he sees Brother Jie, he must pretend that nothing has happened, let alone hear Brother Jie's drunken mantra, otherwise it will be very embarrassing.

"Jingjing, Jingjing go and call Muren and Jiahao up for breakfast, after dinner, you go to pick mushrooms early, the sun comes out, and the mushrooms will not be sold at a good price when they are eldered."

Li Jingjing was woken up by Teacher Naren's continuous call. "Oh, okay."

Hurriedly got up and went to the bedroom where they slept and called Muren and Jiahao.

The sun was shining in the early morning, and the grass on the grassland was full of rain due to the rain last night, and it was as clear as pearls when it was illuminated by the sun, and Li Jingjing's pants were half wet with these pearls.

"What do Muren mushrooms look like in the soil, and are they easy to find?" It is the first time for Li Jingjing to pick mushrooms, if it weren't for such a big change in her family in the past two years, Li Jingjing would still be raised like a princess, and she is not diligent. There is no distinction between grains, let alone thinking about coming out to earn money to support yourself and earn tuition.

"It's hard to find, it's easy to find. Wild mushrooms are also worthless, everyone comes to look for them, wild mushrooms are buried under the soil, the color of the soil is the same, you can't find it without looking carefully. "Muren is very proud, because he has only picked mushrooms by himself.

"Muren is so powerful, he can do such a difficult thing. My sister hasn't done it either. ”

"I also know how big the mushrooms are in one place, and we can fill a basket in the morning."

"Really, it's not far from that."

"It's far away, no matter how close it is to Brother Jie, it's almost time for Brother Jie and their troops."

"Oh, that's not a long way to go."

"Why is it not far away, on the other side of the mountain, there are many pine trees and cypress trees over there, but the mountain road is not easy to walk, and the horses can't get through."

"Muren knows a lot, how did you know about that place?"

"I followed my father to the place where the horses were, and the grass there was so fat and plentiful that the horses liked it."

"Muren must like that, too?"

"Well, I like it very much, the flowers there are very beautiful, yellow and red flowers everywhere."

"I don't pick flowers, I only pick mushrooms." When Jiahao heard the flower, he immediately confessed his position.

"I don't pick flowers either, I think my sister will love flowers."

"My sister likes flowers and prefers mushrooms." Mushrooms can be sold for money, who doesn't like it, and now Li Jingjing has an eye in her heart and into the eye of money.

Walking behind Muren on the path of sheep's intestines, as in the middle of a painting, the beauty of the grassland, the vastness that cannot be described in any language seems pale and weak.

Fortunately, Brother Jie reminded him to bring a down jacket, saying that the mountains were colder than the small towns. Sure enough, I didn't feel hot after wearing a down jacket and walking so many mountains. It is really a day and four seasons in the mountains, and four seasons in the mortal world.

"How far does Muren have to go, I've been walking for a long time, and I haven't seen a shadow of a mushroom." Xing Jiahao was tired of walking and began to be a little irritable.

"It's early, there are no pines and cypresses here, it's all green grass that won't grow mushrooms at all, even if there are worthless straw mushrooms, it's not worth much."

"Muren, did you mean to take us to pick morel mushrooms?" Li Jingjing heard Brother Jie say that morel mushrooms will grow where there are pines and cypresses, and Li Jingjing's eyes lit up when she heard the pines and cypresses, which were very valuable mushrooms. After picking it up, it can be sold for hundreds of dollars.

Li Jingjing, who walked more than ten miles of mountain roads, was about to cramp her legs, but seeing Xiao Muren's majestic appearance, Li Jingjing was not easy to shout tired, Jiahao was even more embarrassed to shout tired than Muren who was younger than him, and Muren who was younger than him did not shout tired.

It was easy to walk to the place Muren said, the sun had risen to noon, Li Jingjing took out the water in her backpack and took a sip, "Muren, Jiahao, you also drink saliva, rest, Muren, is this the place where you said the most mushrooms?" Li Jingjing looked at the lush and prosperous flowers blooming all over the mountains, the verdant pines and cypresses, and the lush and flowery hillsides, which was really a good place.

"Sister, this is it, we will definitely be able to pick a lot of mushrooms today."

"Borrow your auspicious words, let's get off to a good start."

"Heaven and earth are spirits, all the gods bless me, my eyes are shining today, and all I see are mushrooms." Jiahao learned from the gods on TV, picking and turning around the small hill. It's a bit like a magic stick.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Muren is younger than Jiahao, and he grew up on the grassland, so he is naturally much simpler than Jiahao.

"Brother, I'm begging all the gods to bless me to pick more mushrooms today."

"Does it work?"

"I don't know, I'll talk about it first."

"It's useless to ask for immortals, you don't know mushrooms, even under your nose, you don't know them. It is only right to follow the experience of the pastor. ”

"What do Muren mushrooms look like?" Hearing Li Jingjing say this, Jiahao looked at Muren with a bitter face.

"I'm looking for ......," Makihito circled around the pine trees around him.

"Sister, don't move ......" (To be continued.) )