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Chapter 120 Decompression
"I was wrong." Huo Lang rubbed his sharply shaved head calmly, "The older generation said that hedgehog stew strengthens the spleen. I thought you used to eat it well in the city, but you are not used to it when you go to the countryside. I want to eat it." Meat."

Realizing that he might have made a mistake, Huo Lang apologized quickly, with a calm expression on his face, and Si Ningning was too embarrassed to continue to attack him, so he squeaked and went down the steps.

When Huo Lang continued to look at the bamboo, she changed her method, bowed to one side and muttered in a low voice to explain: "Even if it is meat, it is too small, and it will be eaten in one bite... It is better to let it go, and... the hedgehog How cute!"

Can you keep your mouth shut?

"Well, what you said makes sense." Huo Lang nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his expression didn't change much, Si Ningning breathed a sigh of relief, chatted a few more words, and continued to look for bamboo fungus with a small back basket.

Si Ningning had basically swept the surroundings around, and she didn't dare to go any further. She looked around and went to the stream with a bamboo basket.

There is a lot of shade in the bamboo forest, it may be a bit stuffy, but it is not that hot.

And the moment he stepped out of the bamboo forest, his whole body was bathed in the sun, his black hair was absorbing heat, and Si Ningning suddenly felt his scalp heat up.

Looking around, there is a group of tree shadows crossing the stream at a distance of more than ten meters upstream along the stream, and there is a thigh-thick crossbar on the ground...

There is a tree shadow, and there is also a place to sit, just to take a rest.

Without even thinking about it, Si Ningning walked towards that place.

Originally intended to take a break, but when he got closer, he made a new discovery.

Because it is close to the stream, there are tree shadows blocking the sun, the humidity is high, and the temperature is constant. The fallen crossbar is covered with large moss growths. As soon as Si Ningning approached, he saw four or five clusters of elm yellow growing on the other side of the crossbar. mushroom.

Yellow-orange, bright colors, beautiful like coral groups.

After appreciating the "beauty" of mushrooms, Si Ningning's heart beat violently twice, and an idea popped into his head: "A bumper harvest! Get rich! Ahhhhhh!"

Without further ado, Si Ningning stepped over the crossbar with a "da", squatted down and started working.

This area is shaded, but it is not hot, but because the crossbar is occupied by moss, there are signs of corruption, and there are many small bugs and mosquitoes hovering around.

The same is true on the mushrooms. There are some small worms with black ends and white in the middle. It looks a bit disgusting like maggots, but they are not maggots.

This kind of insect lives by gnawing on mushrooms, which can only appear on wild mushrooms, and this kind of situation will not happen in artificial breeding and planting.

Si Ningning was most afraid of soft-bodied invertebrates. When he saw the bugs on the mushrooms, a chill ran down his spine, and goose bumps stood up on the backs of his hands and the back of his neck.

But this is a good thing!
Are you giving up because you are afraid?

of course not!
Glancing in Huo Lang's direction, Huo Lang was 50 meters away from her, cutting off the side branches of the bamboo with his back to her, and he probably wouldn't come over for a while.

Si Ningning was a little relieved, and with both hands down, he grasped the void in the eyes of the crossbar, and there was an extra pair of labor protection gloves in his hand.

Pulling up his gloves, Si Ningning swallowed twice, focusing on the base of the mushroom, trying his best to ignore the little bugs writhing on the top of the mushroom, and with a click, a cluster of yellow elm mushrooms was ripped off from the crossbar, with the base still attached to it. With a layer of bark.

That cluster of yellow elm mushrooms weighed three to four catties, and the diameter was a circle larger than the mouth of a sea bowl. Holding the mushrooms, Si Ningning felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

(End of this chapter)