Chapter 64

After eating some wild strawberries and drinking some water, her mouth was no longer bitter because of drinking Chinese medicine.

They followed the place where they picked up the chicken fir fungus last time, and vaguely picked up some chicken fir fungus that had grown back in the place they remembered.

Luo Zhi'er taught Miao Miao to cover the picked up place with soil again.

Miao Miao asked curiously, "Mother, why do you have to cover it like this again?" ”

"Because of this, the mushrooms that haven't grown up will grow again, and we can pick them again in a few days!"

"Oh!" Miao Miao covered the soil according to the method she taught.

Last time, because the fruits were still green, I didn't pay attention, but this time the top was red, which was more eye-catching......

After enough for half a day, she was tired and panting, and only hooked two large strings, and the rest of the place was not mature.

I didn't bring a sickle with me today, so I could only find a branch with a hook to hook the red hawthorn that was hooked......

"Alas, if Miao Miao could fly with wings like a bird, then Miao Miao could fly to him if he wanted his father, and let his father help his mother and Miao Miao pick fruits!"

Luo Zhi'er didn't go to the side where Da Heishan went, she observed the general direction.

"Mother, is Daddy hunting in the Great Black Mountain?"

Luo Zhi'er nodded: "It's possible!" ”

There was also an echo in the mountains in the distance: "Daddy, where are you ......?"

"Yes, mother."

The couple soon arrived at the place where they had picked bird's nest last time.

Luo Zhi'er looked at the snack goods funny, the little mouth could hang an oil pot, and touched her small hair bag......

Because it's not yet August, there are still green fruits in the place where there is little sunlight below, and she can't help but swallow her saliva when she sees it.

"Miao Miao misses her father, you can see him when you go back at night!"

Miao Miao picked a red hawthorn and ate it, she grinned sourly, "Miao Miao, you eat less of this, my mother will use it to make rock sugar gourd for you at night." ”

Unconsciously, the two of them walked up to a wild hawthorn tree, and Luo Zhi'er looked up......

Luo Zhi'er put down the basket and observed that the tree could not withstand her weight......

"This is hawthorn."

"Mother, what kind of fruit is this?"

The tree is not big, but it grows so tall, only the hawthorn on the top is ripe, and the clusters are red.

After resting enough, Luo Zhi'er took the seedlings through the wild bamboo forest, pine forest, thorn vine, and messy woods, and picked up some chicken fir fungus and chicken feces yellow in the pine forest and miscellaneous forest.

Miao Miao said in frustration: "Mother, my father didn't answer me." ”

He and Li Sanmao went up from the northwest corner of the cow's stomach that day, and they needed to climb up the main road all the way up the mountain, and there was a small slope to go down......

The top hook is not ...... I had to look at Miao Miao apologetically and leave, with regret......

I decided to go uphill in the opposite direction of the mountain, and if I went down all the way, I would get closer to the direction of Luojia Village that I saw last time at the top of the mountain.

When he encountered an acorn on the way, Luo Zhi'er also picked it up and put it in a snakeskin bag.

They went up from behind their houses, in the middle of the half moon of this cow's stomach.

The trees are also picked, and they climb all the way to the top of the mountain.

Miao Miao stood on the edge of the cliff and shouted a few times: "Daddy, where are you?" ”

"I'm Miao Miao!"

There was another echo in the air, and a flock of small birds chirped out of the woods, circling......

The bird's nest had already been picked up by her, and Luo Zhi'er pulled Miao Miao to look at the edge of the cliff, and under her feet were the rolling black black mountains.

Miao Miao's pleasant voice said again: "Mother, this hawthorn fruit looks delicious, Miao Miao wants it!" ”

Although this is an ancient countryside, some families are also poor, and everyone will come to the mountains to find food, so occasionally you can hear people talking and digging the ground in the mountains......

There are those who dig yams, herbs, mushrooms, and rabbits to eat.

(End of chapter)