Carrying a wooden stick that grew a lot longer than himself, and carrying a broken back basket, Shan Tao followed his memory and walked in the direction of Xishan.

Qingshan Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the names of the three mountains are also simple, east and west south mountains, only there is a sheep intestine trail leading to the outside world in the north, a stream is divided from Dahe Village, it can barely be called a beautiful mountain and clear water, that is, people are poor.

Along the way, many villagers took the initiative to say hello when they saw Shan Tao, and that day Shan Tao voluntarily sold himself to save his mother and what was the matter of identifying internal injuries to save his father and mother, and spread all over the tasteless Qingshan Village.

"Siya, go pick wild vegetables?"

"Well, the hairpin my aunt is really beautiful, and it makes you even more beautiful."

Although she only had a wooden hairpin milled by her own man on her head, the woman felt sweet when she heard this, and touched an egg from her own house and put it in the basket of mountain peaches, "Take it back to make up for your mother's body." ”

"Thank you, auntie, your money, Siya must pay it back as soon as possible."

Along the way, no matter who greeted Shan Tao, she would stop and return the salute seriously, and she firmly remembered the help of the villagers that day.

In the eyes of the villagers, the baby is becoming more and more sensible, and he used to shrink at home and couldn't see it, but now he has a palm, although he looks a little buried, but the baby is a good baby.

The east family pulled a green onion and the west family broke a piece of garlic, and the mountain peach had not yet reached the west mountain, and the back basket contained a lot of fragmented harvest.

And the hunter uncle who often goes to the mountains reminded her, "In winter, snakes are hidden, if you touch it, don't use your stick to stab it, just go farther." ”

Although he was misunderstood about the usefulness of this wooden stick, Shan Tao still said thank you in a good voice, and it was easy to walk to the foot of the West Mountain.

It is not yet the coldest time, and the first snow has not yet fallen in Qingshan Village, but most of the trees on the west mountain have lost their leaves, and there are few wild vegetables or anything.

Even if you go up the mountain, it is the larger Dongshan, but Shan Tao is very satisfied with the empty mountain forest, and does not look for wild vegetables inch by inch, but carries the sharpened wooden stick to the depths of the forest.

The innermost mountain forest was still too dangerous for her little bit, and Shan Tao had no intention of taking risks, so she stopped after a while, put the basket aside, and turned her wrist.

After warming up, I saw that she held the tail of the wooden stick, weighed the weight of the wooden stick, and then lowered her waist and limbs, her legs were separated, and she drove her right hand by twisting the strength of her waist, and neatly picked up a dead leaf on the ground with the wooden stick in her hand.

Pricking, stabbing, tartting, ringing, pulling, a wooden stick was danced by her vigorously, as if it was an ancient famous gun, and finally the pointed tip pierced into the mud, and the wooden stick was at least half submerged.

There is a reason for the soft soil, but more importantly, it is the perfect control of ingenuity by Yamamo.

After playing half a set of marksmanship, Shan Tao sweated a lot, but he also felt a lot more relaxed.

The bones of the original body are too weak to support a set of marksmanship, but these are enough.

Breathe evenly, Shan Tao held the stick and closed her eyes, reciting the immortal art in her heart, and waited until her eyes felt a cool breath, slowly opened, the mountains and forests in front of her eyes were like transparent, and her mind moved, she could see through the mountains, rocks, grass and trees.

"Found it."

A gray-haired rabbit that was sleeping in a hole in the ground was killed by a sharp wooden stick that suddenly pierced the ground, and died neatly.

This magical perspective immortal technique is the biggest harvest of Shan Tao in recent days.

Since that day, the immortal art has disappeared for no reason, and Shan Tao didn't find any tricks in the memory of the original body, and it took three days before it reappeared.

Shan Tao, who has experienced the resurrection of the corpse, accepts such a miracle well, and his mind quickly becomes lively.

Now that he is young, Qingshan Village is also remote and difficult to know about foreign affairs, with the help of immortal arts, at least he can make his mother's body better first.

As for that scumbag father, for the sake of his gentleness and gentleness to his mother these days, he can also get a little light.

However, Yamamoto has also tried, and excessive use of immortal magic is not beneficial to the body, and the larger the target penetrated, the more draining it is, so it can only be used sparingly.

Before the body was in a hurry, Shan Tao had already pierced three rabbits, and the rabbits of Maodong were all fleshy and very fat.

Before returning home, she found some wild vegetables that were hidden deeply, packed the basket, and returned with a full load.

When she returned to the mountain house, Du Shi was not there, and most of them went to the door to brag that she was going to be the son of the top student in high school in the future, and the Jin family also went to the field to help, and returned to the second pillar to rest.

In the yard, Sanzhu was being beaten by his second brother Erzhu, and scolded while beating, "Sanzhu, was your brain kicked by a donkey, what kind of rabbit can Siya's little girl get?" How dare you lend my weapon! ”

The relationship between the three sons of Dafang is very good, and Erzhu didn't really exert his strength, so Sanzhu also had the strength to reply while hiding, "Siya didn't lie to me, what if, rabbit, you don't want to eat it!" ”

"Didn't she lie to you, she didn't pay attention to you at all! Stinky boy, stop me! ”

After Shan Tao finished watching the play, he still expressed humanitarian concern for his allies, looked at the gap and dragged people behind him, and showed a row of crooked teeth to Erzhu, "Second brother, I didn't lie to the third brother, there are really rabbits." ”

Erzhu almost gnawed the ground with one hand, he claimed to be the smartest one in the family, different from the big pillar that was honest and honest with his father, and different from the three pillars who were sold and helped the number of copper plates, where to believe the nonsense of Siya.

However, after Yamamoto took out a fat gray rabbit from the back basket, Erzhu felt that his face had been beaten, and it was still very loud.

"You... Where did you get it? Erzhu opened his mouth wide, took the rabbit in disbelief, and didn't dislike to take a bite of it, and only then did he believe that it was true.

Shan Tao looked at this stupid brother who thought he was smart and was a little speechless, and said seriously, "Pick it up." ”

The three-year-old child didn't believe this, Erzhu still wanted to pester Shan Tao to ask the secret of catching rabbits, Shan Tao had already carried the basket to the room, "Second brother, do you think that when Grandma comes back, can you still eat this rabbit?" ”

Thinking of the grandma whose heart was biased to the sky, Erzhu decisively closed his mouth, no longer seeing the momentum of the question just now, but followed behind with a rabbit very dogleggy, "Second brother can't cook, help you light the fire." ”

Looking up at the stove that was a head higher than himself, Erzhu moved a pier for Shan Tao to step on.

Fortunately, the original body can cook, and the imperial dining room in the palace in the previous life was an important place, and Shan Tao couldn't get close to it at all, let alone learn the skills of cooking.

However, it is one thing for the five-and-a-half-year-old Shan Tao to cook porridge, and it is another thing to peel the rabbit.

When the two were stunned at the rabbit, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind them, Du Yingqiu reached out and took the knife and the rabbit, looked at the dirty mountain peach with a little face, and smiled with tears.

"Let my mother come."