Chapter 242: The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms

Jiang Shu hesitated to speak.

"Third sister, are you right, or is your grandmother right?"

He really didn't know who to trust.

Jiang Zhimian was also stunned.

After thinking about it, he said, "Actually, you should believe the milk's words, but the milk recently told me that the mud on the soles of this shoe is not as good as before, so it doesn't work." ”

I still have to remind myself in my heart that after returning to the leisurely house, I have to ask Mrs. Jiang to help me lie.

By the way, I also tell you that you can't believe in this kind of home remedies.

It's easy to get killed!

And Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that the third sister also listened to what her grandmother said.

Then they all believe in grandma.

"Third sister, did my grandmother tell you, why can't I use the thousands of miles of mud on the soles of my shoes now?" Jiang Shu also looked eager for a question and answer.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "Let's ask when we go back." ”

Suddenly asked her to make up a reason, her mind was really blank.

Fortunately, Jiang Shu didn't ask any further.

nodded and said happily, "Okay, let's go back and ask again." ”

Jiang Zhimian's face was much more relaxed.

After eating the sweet potatoes in their hands, they continued to climb up to the meadow on the top of the back mountain.

Jiang Shu was full of memories of this place, pointing to a big stone in the grass and saying, "When I was a child, Jiang Lin and I often came here to pick mushrooms, and after picking them up, we would sleep here, and then go back when it was almost dark, and my grandmother would stand at the door of the house, holding a stick in her hand to beat us, but we were not afraid at all." ”

"Why?" Jiang Zhimian was a little curious.

Jiang Shu pointed at her, "Because you have a third sister, every time the milk wants to beat us, you will cry, and the milk can't care about beating us." ”

In the final analysis, it's all the third sister.

The children of the country don't have much fun, and this little thing is enough to remember until now.

But Jiang Zhimian said, "Could it be that I'm hungry, after all, you didn't come back until dark, I was still very young at that time, and I was hungry fast." ”

Children don't cry out about hunger, so they can only cry.

"No, third sister, you're helping us." Jiang Shu really believed it and didn't listen to Jiang Zhimian's explanation.

Jiang Zhimian was helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say anything further.

She also knows that her eldest brother is a tendon.

If he kept explaining, maybe he would have to be anxious.

It's nothing for Old Lady Jiang to believe that she is a fairy.

What is the ginger tree here?

"Big brother, are there any mushrooms in the past two days, let's pick some up and go back, just get a chicken stew with mushrooms." Jiang Zhimian proposed.

I didn't find a dye plant, but I can't leave empty-handed.

It's also good to bring some mushrooms back.

Jiang Shu readily agreed.

As we see that summer is about to begin, the temperature in the woods is also rising step by step, and various mushrooms will slowly grow under the fallen leaves.

The cyan Qingtan mushroom, the red steamed bun mushroom, and the white chicken fir mushroom.

There were all kinds of things, and Jiang Zhimian was dumbfounded.

The ginger tree wanders among the mountains, and if you pick up the fallen leaves on the ground with a stick, you will definitely find the mushrooms hidden underneath.

While picking it up, he also introduced it to Jiang Zhimian.

Half a pillar of incense, I actually picked up a lot of them.

For convenience, Jiang Shu pulled a thin vine and skewered these mushrooms, so big a bunch, and it looks good in your hand.

And Jiang Zhimian's eyes were vicious, and he also found other food from the tree that was entwined with vines.