Chapter 94 The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms

"Who made you move slowly." Molan complained about him and said, "Wait, I'll bring you something to eat."

"Lan Lan is good. I'll wait for you here." The little fat man hurriedly said good words and praised Molan. He is still young and has rules everywhere in Xue's house. It is rare to come out to relax. He prefers to be unrestrained.

Molan took a bowl, picked up a little like Qiu's cooked dishes, brought it to Xue Linglei, and gave him a big steamed bun.

Xue Linglei was not polite. He stirred the vegetables together and ate them with steamed buns. Not to mention, it was very delicious to eat them together.

Wang and others looked at Xue Linglei eating over there. Qiu said in a low voice, "This young master is no different from eating with us."

"This baby is good, not pretentious. It seems that these young masters of the Xue family are good. Girl Lan has a vision!" Wang praised in a low voice.

Several people here are talking about it, and the little fat man over there is delicious. He just finished eating. The master Xue went into the backyard. When he saw the little fat man, the corners of his mouth twitched and said to himself: My master, why do you go to the kitchen to eat?

"Tenth Master, it's time to go. The fifth master and the seventh master are waiting for you. Manager Xue bent down and said to Xue Linglei.

"I'm leaving now." After the little fat man finished speaking, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, stood up and nodded to several people, and left.

Life has passed quickly. Molan has been living a good life recently. Although she is busy, she is very full. She is busy eating and meeting handsome men every day. When she goes to the town early in the morning, she can see Chen Xuanjun, who makes blood sausages for her. At noon, she often sees several brothers of the Xue family. Although they Something, and the sunny teenager Liu Hu often came to send eggs. Molan is now familiar with them, and they are less formal with each other.

"Sister, mushrooms, San'er picked mushrooms." Mo Lan, who was making cucumber pickles, heard Xiao Saner shouting. She hurried over. The little guy was in front of the hut, really holding a white thin mushroom in his hand.

Molan looked at it. It was dog urine moss, not edible mushrooms, but dog urine moss came out, and it was almost time for that stubble mushroom. It rained yesterday. After the drizzle, I love mushrooms. No! I have to go up the mountain to have a look. Molan's heart is itchy and her buttocks can't sit still.

"Milk, mother, it's almost time for mushrooms. I want to go up the mountain to have a look." Molan began to discuss with Wang and Qiu.

"It's all busy. No one will accompany you up the mountain. Will it be in a few days?" Qiu was so busy that she didn't agree with her daughter to go up the mountain.

"How about I go with my master? If there are no mushrooms, we will come back." Molan knew that they would definitely not let themselves go up the mountain alone, but they were really busy at this time. Only Grandpa could accompany him up the mountain.

"Dir Lan, don't leave with your master. Be sure to pay attention..." Wang seriously told the two of them.

Mo Quan pulled the rack car, Mo Lan sat on it, and the two set out for the back mountain. As for why they pulled the rack car, it was because Mo Quan loved his granddaughter and was afraid that she was tired, so he insisted on pulling her.

"Good for Grandpa Quan, good for Lanlan. What are you going to do?" Before the two of them arrived at the back of the mountain, they met Cheng Xiao by the roadside. He was reading under a big tree.

"It's Cheng Xiao. Let's go and see if there are mushrooms on the mountain. Why don't you read at home?" Recently, Mo Quan often calls Cheng Xiao, and he doesn't call him the name directly.

"It's quiet here, you can see it. Picking mushrooms, I'll go with you. I'm going to take a look, too." Cheng Xiao put the book on the shelf car and asked to go with him.

"I said, Master Cheng, there are many mosquitoes in the mountains. You see how tightly my grandfather and I are covered. The cloth wrapped his head and wrapped around his trouser legs. What should you do if you are bitten like this?" Molan didn't care about many people, but she was afraid that Cheng Xiao would be bitten by a mosquito, so she couldn't explain it clearly by the time.

"Nothing, I'm not afraid of mosquito bites." Cheng Xiao smiled and helped push the car in the back.

The three of them went to the foot of the mountain, found a place to put the shelf car away, and then Mo Quan wrapped the cloth on his head to Cheng Xiao, tied his legs, and then several people went into the mountain.

The three of them drilled into the dense forest and were blocked by branches from time to time. They should pay special attention to their eyes from being touched.

Molan likes to pick mushrooms and eat mushrooms, but picking mushrooms is a very hard job. Because she has to drill into the forest, the weather is a little hot, and she has to wear thick clothes. Her head and feet must be tightly wrapped, because there are the most mosquitoes in this season, especially in the forest, which is buzzing, and it is No.

Molan pulled the branches into the grass. Huh, isn't that right? Molan walked in and saw that it was really a mushroom. It was the hazel mushroom she often picked in modern times. The color was a little yellow, with a circle of brown inside, and a circle of white rings on the legs below. Yes, that's it!

Molan happily pulled it out and looked for it again. There were still ones next to her. Molan began to look for them. Some of them were very big, but they were waterlogging by the rain and turned black. This way can't be taken. Some of them are not big, and several people grow together in a cluster, and they especially like people.

"Lanlan, I have a lot here. Come and pick it quickly." Cheng Xiao looked at the white mushrooms in front of him and was very excited. He hurriedly shouted at Molan.

Molan ran over the basket and looked at the mushrooms in front of her. She was speechless. It's a lot, really a lot! But these are not the mushrooms she wants. These are all inedible.

"Ah, isn't this also a mushroom? It's still so clean and white. Can't you eat it? Cheng Xiao was full of doubts.

"You can eat it, but it's not delicious. If you want it, just take some and take it home." Molan smiled.

"If it doesn't taste good, what do I want it to do? Let me see what you pick?" Cheng Xiao looked at the mushrooms picked by Molan and remembered the appearance of the mushrooms in his heart.

"Okay, let's find it. This is the first mushroom. The number is not very large. Let's find it slowly." After saying that, Molan went to pull the grass shell.

The three of them picked up the grass shell and drilled into the forest for fear of getting lost. They shouted from time to time. Knowing that the other people had not gone far, they continued to look for them.

Molan wiped the sweat of her neck with her hand and saw that the basket was almost full of mushrooms. She was very happy. The quality of the mushrooms is better than that of modern ones, and it looks comfortable. It's not easy to pick so many mushrooms.

She called Grandpa and Cheng Xiao and began to look for them.

Cheng Xiao is sitting on a wooden stump at this moment. This is a big tree. I don't know whether it was artificially sawed or dead. Now he is lying there horizontally. He just sat down to rest for a while. He really didn't expect such a hard work of picking mushrooms, and he didn't know how the little girl

"Cheng Xiao, you're here. Are you tired? Let's go back." Molan watched Cheng Xiao give him a smile. It is rare for the spoiled children to accompany them up the mountain to do this. Not to mention that Cheng Xiao is not bad, he has picked a lot of mushrooms.

"Okay, you've picked a lot. Let's go." Cheng Xiao hurriedly stood up, took Molan's basket, and wanted to go with her.

"Wait, is this?" Molan saw pieces of mushrooms growing on the trunk of the tree where Cheng Xiao was sitting. The mushrooms were semi-circular, very thick, white and slightly yellow. She went forward and looked carefully. This is a mushroom!

Molan is very happy. Yuan mushroom is more delicious than Zhen mushroom. It is second only to monkey head and second in mushroom category, but it and monkey head are very small, so ordinary people can rarely eat it.

Molan carefully picked the mushrooms down.

"Isn't this a fake mushroom? It's different from the mushrooms you taught me. I have seen these growing on several tree trunks. Cheng Xiao was puzzled. Aren't these mushrooms fake? Why is Lan Lan still so happy?

"This is a yuan mushroom, not a fake mushroom. It only grows on the dead trunk. This is delicious. You still see it there. Take me there." As soon as Molan heard it, she hurriedly finished picking the trunk of the tree. It was not easy to meet, and she didn't want to let it go.

"I don't remember this either. Why don't I take you to look for it?" Cheng Xiao was a little embarrassed. He looked at the same place, and he didn't know the direction for a moment.

"Let's go, let's go back and look for it as we walk." Mo Lan led Cheng Xiao, shouted Grandpa, and began to walk back.

Finally, at the foot of the mountain, she put the basket on the rack car. Molan pulled the front and back clothes with her little hand to let the wind come in. In addition, she took off all the cover on her head and trouser legs. It was too hot, her face was full of sweat, and her body was wet.

Cheng Xiao was almost the same. Seeing that Molan was cool to himself, he was not pretentious. He picked up his robe and fanned the wind with his robe.

Mo Quan wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve and said, "Dear, Cheng Xiao, you can get in the car. I'll pull you."

"Grandpa Quan, just sit down. I'm not tired. I'm moving. Cheng Xiao refused to take the car, but helped Mo Quan push the car.

Molan was welcome. She sat in the car. She was so tired that she fell into the car and didn't want to move.

Looking at the two baskets full of mushrooms and the basket of mushrooms, she sighed with satisfaction. Suddenly, she gained strength. She began to sing her adapted children's song: the little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a small bamboo basket early in the morning.

I walked through the woods and hills with everyone. She picked the most mushrooms, and there were countless stars on the sky. The mushrooms she picked were the largest, as big as the hill full of baskets.

The game, the game, the game, the game, the game, the game, the game.

Who doesn't know the smell of mushrooms in the mountains, but everyone refuses to taste it.

Let's dry it later and make it into soup to share with everyone.

The game, the game, the game, the game, the game, the game, the game.

Mo Quan was tired. At this moment, listening to his granddaughter's childish children's songs, he felt suddenly relaxed and seemed to be full of strength. His face smiled and strode forward.

After the car, Cheng Xiao looked at the girl who sang nursery rhymes in the car, and his heart felt very warm. That's what the girl is like. She never pretends to look comfortable. Her nursery rhymes are full of childlike fun, and she is not selfish. She wants to share it with everyone. ( To be continued