But is it true that the Bodhisattva taught Sister a skill in his dream?

Mu Feng was suspicious, Mu Li added his strength and said: "Don't believe it, when the Bodhisattva passes on my skills, I am not allowed to tell others, otherwise I will take back the skills taught to me, you and Xiaozhi are children, so it's okay, but don't say it, otherwise the Bodhisattva will be angry." ”

"Ah sister, Xiao Zhi must not say it."

Mu Xiaozhi listened to it amazingly, but when he heard Mu Li's words, he immediately covered his mouth and promised not to say anything.

No matter how smart Mu Feng is, he is just a rural child, and after being told by Mu Li's mysterious words, he couldn't help but believe it, because Sister A's ability to kill snakes yesterday was indeed true.

Although he believed it, he couldn't help but instruct:

"Okay, but you have to be careful, Xiongzi Mountain is very dangerous, don't go too deep, even if you can't find wild mushrooms, it doesn't matter, as long as the person is fine, don't come back too late, come back early......"

Mu Li's heart is warm, although this little ghost is verbose and not as obedient as Xiao Zhi, but he is still her good brother.

After talking to Mu Feng and Mu Xiaozhi, the wild mushroom and wild vegetable porridge in the pot was premature, and it was cooked to a rotten point, which was particularly fragrant.

After putting some salt in it, Mu Li put all the porridge in this pot into a clay pot, and the full clay pot was much better than yesterday's only half a can.

At noon, my father and mother and eldest brother should be able to eat enough.

After the porridge is filled, the wild mushroom soup is cooked.

This wild mushroom soup is the most she has ever cooked, and this time it is the fourth time.

Or take out the wild mushrooms from the space, and this time it's still a catty.

Her kitchen is too small and simple, although the sparrows are small and have all the basic needs, but there are really no more.

It's like a clay pot, there is only one, and Mu Li can't find a second one to hold the wild mushroom soup.

After cooking the wild mushroom soup, she took a bowl and put a bowl of wild mushrooms in the space, and the rest was warmed in the pot with the embers, and kept for Mu Feng and Mu Xiaozhi to eat at noon.

Although Mu Feng is not tall, he can still scoop the wild mushroom soup from the pot with a spoon on his own.

After instructing Mu Feng and Mu Xiaozhi to remember to eat wild mushroom soup at noon and then send lunch to their parents, Mu Li set off with a sack at home.

After Mu Li left, Mu Feng opened the pot, and was very puzzled by the wild mushroom soup in the pot, he couldn't be more clear about how many wild mushrooms he picked yesterday, but how did he feel that there were many more wild mushrooms?

I ate a lot yesterday, a big pot of wild mushroom soup for breakfast today, and a big pot of wild mushroom soup for lunch, and there are still some on the wooden shelf in the kitchen, are there so many wild mushrooms they picked back?

Mu Feng's eyes were full of suspicion, but Mu Li ignored the suspicion of this little ghost, anyway, no matter how suspicious she was, she couldn't have guessed that she would have a magical portable space.

This time I went to Xiongzi Mountain alone, and I still went on the road after I was full, and I only carried a sack with me, so I was not so tired compared to yesterday.

But the road is very far, and this little body is still too thin, and after walking for more than half an hour, Mu Li is too tired and thirsty.

After taking out some pre-prepared water from the space and drinking it, he rested for a while and regained some strength before Mu Li continued to walk.

After walking for more than an hour, I finally arrived at Xiongzi Mountain.

The sun has risen very high, the sun in mid-May is very warm, but it is also hot after a long time, and Mu Li has been sweating after walking for so long.