"Chen girl, why don't you thank Brother Jin."

Mu Jin just finished the porcelain altar from school, rubbed his hands, and heard Mu Chen say, "Thank you, Uncle Zhuang." ”

"Then thank you, Brother Jin."

Mu Chen is cheeky, just say it. After that, Uncle Zhuang and Mu Jin left.

……

Two days passed like this, Mu Chen's bamboo shoots could no longer be harvested, they were all dug up by the women in the village, and Mu Chen was helpless, but the bamboo shoots made by Mu Chen had already filled the porcelain jar he bought.

When Wang Xuan came to get the bamboo shoots for the last time, Mu Chen told him not to come and get them, and he couldn't collect the bamboo shoots.

Because the bamboo shoots could not be harvested, the bamboo shoot supply agreement between Mu Chen and Gui Keju was soon stopped.

On this day, the sky was gray, and Mu Chen's heart was beating with horror, this was the rhythm of rain.

Looking at the crumbling thatched house, Mu Chen really felt that he was going to build a house.

In the evening, Mu Jun returned, and he was followed by fine raindrops, like cow hair, like embroidery needles.

Mu Chen took two basins and then the rain that came in from the two holes in the thatched house, shivering with cold, the spring rain was terrible, it was an existence that could be compared to winter.

"Sister, it's so cold! What do we eat today? ”

There was no way to make a fire outside, and when Mu Jun came back, there was no food or food.

"Today, I'll take another look."

Mu Chen walked outside, the spring rain was light, but not all places were wet, and the bottom of a big tree at the back of the house was not wet.

"Jun'er, let's go and build a stove under the big tree, so that we can cook."

Mu Chen moved the pot stove that he usually set up outside the thatched house to the bottom of the big tree, and then he could cook.

The two were busy for a while, and finally had dinner.

……

The next morning, the spring rain was still falling, Mu Jun had already gone to study, and in the afternoon, the spring rain stopped.

When the spring rain stopped, Mu Chen was very happy, put on his backpack, and then went to develop the barren mountain he bought.

Mu Chen walked to a place he had never been to with the basket on his back, and saw the greenery sticking out of the cracks in the stones, "It's bracken." ”

Mu Chen shouted in his heart, and walked over to confirm that it was really bracken.

When I walked over and picked the fresh bracken, I thought of many bracken recipes, such as roasted pork with bamboo shoots, stir-fried bracken, bracken mushrooms, spicy stir-fried bracken, and fried shredded pork with bracken...... Just thinking about it makes me drool, but let's keep it and make it!

After Mu Chen picked a basket of bracken, when he returned home, he only picked the basket with the intention of carrying it, because there was no more.

When he got home, Mu Chen passed the bracken through a stream of water, turned the bracken into several petals, soaked it in water, and soaked it for three days. Also change the water every day.

"Sister, I'm back."

Mu Jun came back after Mu Chen had cleaned up the bracken for a long time.

"It's good to be back, and my sister will make you something to eat in three days."

Mu Chen also pointed to the bucket containing the bracken, and Mu Jun walked over to take a look.

"Sister, this thing can't be eaten."

Mu Jun saw a few petals of bracken in the bucket, isn't this a kind of weed?

"You can eat it, I believe my sister, my sister has the guidance of the gods, and the strawberries are what the gods let me discover."

Mu Chen's face was determined, ghost theory is ghost theory, as long as it is useful.

"Sister, do you really have a fairy guide?"

Mu Jun really can't believe that his sister is so big and creative, is that my sister will be very powerful in the future, and I won't be able to protect my sister in the future.

"My sister has the guidance of the gods, Jun'er, and if my sister says that she can eat anything in the future, she will definitely be able to eat it."

Mu Chen lied to Mu Jun, and he almost believed it.

"Then I believe in my sister."

Mu Jun looked at Mu Chen in front of him, his eyes full of trust.

"It's good to believe in my sister, it's time for my sister to cook."

Mu Chen patted Mu Jun's head.

"Sister, I'll help you."

This meal Mu Chen made with the help of Mu Jun, and the two of them ate happily.

……

Small Theatre:

After three days:

Mu Chen: "Jun'er, is the bracken delicious?" ”

Mu Jun: "Sister, bracken is delicious." ”