Song Ziran stood up and waved her milk, smiling brightly, and the crisp little milk voice echoed in the mountains: "Milk, I'm here!" Milk, look what did your baby little Fuya find? It's a local vegetable! Many, many, many!! ”

As soon as a few people heard that there were local vegetables, they immediately came to their senses. Even Mrs. Wu, who is almost fifty years old, has taken a big step and walked out of a heroic and mighty momentum.

Sure enough, in the grass and in the cracks of the stones, there were large pieces of vegetables, some grabbed and a small handful, and the largest was the size of half a hand. The vegetables here are fat and tender, soft and smooth in your hands, and quite comfortable!

The sheep grazing on the side bleated, glancing at their hands from time to time. That thing is dirty, ugly-looking, can it really be eaten? Or...... It also tastes a bite?

The sheep bleated and found a piece of ground vegetables, went up and nibbled on it, and soon spit it out again. Phew! What a thing, it's soft, it doesn't taste good, and it gnaws a mouthful of mud - it's hard to eat!

The little master is so pitiful, he is so hungry that he treats such an unpalatable thing as a treasure! No, as the sheep guard of the little master, its little master is protected by it, and it is raised!

The sheep bleated and didn't care about grazing, and trotted about. Song Ziran glanced back at it, thinking that it was spreading joy in the mountains, so he didn't care about it anymore.

Not long after, the sheep bleated back, stepping on the tsundere's small steps, with a bit of smugness in his eyes - the sheep bleating out of the horse, a top man! And voila, what did it find?

It walked slowly to its little master and rubbed its head against her. Song Ziran, who picked up the land and picked it up, said without looking back: "While playing, I'm busy, I don't have time to pay attention to you!" ”

The sheep bleated in front of her, put the thing in his mouth in front of the little master, and glanced at the vegetables in the basket with disgust, as if to say: Don't pick up that unpalatable thing, eat this!

Song Ziran looked at it fixedly, and it turned out to be a lion's mane mushroom. This thing usually grows on tall trees, which is not a problem for sheep to bleat. Wild goats are not only good at climbing mountains, but also very good at climbing trees. In her previous life, she saw a picture on the Internet, a tree full of goats, jokingly called "the tree of goats". It was then that she learned that goats could climb trees.

"Sheep baa, you're so good! Is this thing still there? Can you take me there? "There are lion's mane mushrooms, who wants ground vegetables! Lion's mane mushrooms, whether they are stewed or boiled in soup, are particularly delicious and have high nutritional value. The family is hungry and thin these days, and their bodies are much weaker, so it's good to drink some monkey mushroom soup to replenish it!

The sheep bleated down, let the little master climb up, and ran away. Mrs. Wu glanced back and said uneasily: "Don't go too far, it's not safe in the mountains!" ”

"Got it,!" Song Ziran only had time to agree, and the sheep bleated and ran away with her.

Su Yun comforted her mother-in-law, as if she was comforting herself, and said: "The sheep is spiritual, if it is in danger, it will not bring Fuya over." Besides, the sheep bleating is not an ordinary goat, it is not even afraid of wolves, it will definitely be fine! ”

"You mother, you have a big heart!" Mrs. Wu snorted, and she didn't have the heart to pick up the land anymore. She stood up straight, her hands under her eyebrows, and looked and looked in the direction where Fu Ya had left.

Su Yunxin said: It's not that she's a big mother, it's that her mother-in-law has taken everything into account. She's useless to be a mother! She sometimes thinks that Fuya, the girl, was born by her mother-in-law. She's a real hammer!

Not long after, the sheep bleated and took Song Ziran to a forest in the mountains. The forest is luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, and the trees are covered with thick rotten leaves, which is indeed the breeding place of mushrooms. The leaves are soft when stepped on, but they do not sink into the feet. However, the leaves were damp, and Song Ziran's shoes were soon wet.

Song Ziran didn't care about these, she pulled under the tree based on experience, and quickly found the hazelnut mushroom. Clusters of hazelnut mushrooms, like small open umbrellas. This thing is smooth and refreshing, delicious, nutritious, and so cute in the eyes of Fu Ya!

She bent down and turned into a "little girl picking mushrooms", picking and picking, and the small back basket was quickly filled. Suddenly, a dead tree blocked her path. She tried to step forward, but overestimated the length of her legs, got stuck in the trunk of the tree, and was embarrassed to get up and down.

As a last resort, she lay on the trunk of the tree and tried to chrysalis upwards...... Hey? What's soft at hand? It can't be some kind of bug, right? Song Ziran felt that her scalp was numb for a while, and her fart and urine rolled down from the trunk. I got up again and looked closely, only to find that it was a false alarm—it turned out to be clusters of black fungus, growing in the place where the trunk of the tree was rotten.

She snorted and pulled all the fungus down - you scared me, I ruined your whole family!

The mushrooms were almost picked, and her little basket was full. Song Ziran looked up to look for the sheep bleating, and found that it had climbed a tall and thick oak tree, and was stretching out its "claws" towards an adult fist-sized lion's mane mushroom. To be exact, it is the "magic horn" that sticks out.

I saw it lower its head, and with one of its beautiful horns, it gently picked at the lion's mane mushroom, and the lion's mane mushroom fell off and landed on the fluffy leaves. Song Ziran ran over quickly, picked it up and saw that the integrity of the lion's mane mushroom was quite high, although there were some traces of bumps, but it did not affect the eating and taste.

"Sheep bleat, well done! Over there, there's another over there! Song Ziran saw the milky white and fluffy lion's mane mushroom on another tree, and jumped with excitement. The cute little curly hair on the top of Xiaofuya's head also swayed happily up and down.

A sheep and a milk baby, and a few lion's mane mushrooms were harvested in the forest. Seeing that the time was almost up, lest her grandmother and her mother be worried, Xiao Fuya carried her small bamboo basket on her back, rode on the tall wild goat, and returned happily.

In the green meadow, four women of different ages were still happily picking up the vegetables. Thinking of the freshness and deliciousness of the "scrambled eggs on the ground", Song Ziran rolled her big eyes, blinked her long eyelashes, and shouted crisply with a small milk voice: "Milk, mother-look, what did I pick up!" ”

As she spoke, she had already put away half of the hazelnut mushrooms in her back basket and filled them with wild eggs taken from the space. In the space, several pheasants raised by the Song family were leisurely pecking at corn and wheat grains.

These pheasants hatched together with Jiang Guoguo's small pot friend's "chicken chirp". Before the flood came, Song Ziran put them into the space together with the chickens that laid eggs.