After a few days of going home, Song Wen sorted out the things at home. He was so quiet that he was moved, and suddenly he thought of walking in the forest.

Now is the growth season for mushrooms, mountain bamboo shoots and wild vegetables. If he doesn't pick some, he feels a little sorry for himself. Although he went up the mountain with Xiaojun last time, after he came back to dry, he gave it to his uncle, second uncle and Xiaojun's house, there was not much left. Besides, no one thinks there are too many good things.

Thinking of this, he packed up his things, fed the poultry and livestock at home, and went into the mountains. This time he didn't want to stay in the mountains, and would come back tonight.

Now it is not the autumn and winter season, but summer is about to begin. The weather is hot, snakes and insects come out of the cave, and wild beasts start to move, and they are not careless at all. It is also early summer season, and snakes have not started to move frequently. If the weather is hot, they will not dare to enter the mountain. At that time, there are piles of snakes, some are wrapped around trees, some are hanging on branches, some are hidden among leaves, some are lying on stones, and some are in the grass, and there are cats everywhere. If you accidentally move, you will bite at you and can't hide.

If one of them doesn't handle it well, he will lose his life.

Although he has snake-removing powder, snake-removing powder is not a panacea. Some snakes will become wilder when stimulated, so Song Wen is very cautious every time he enters the mountain.

During this period, it rained every two or three days, and the grass and trees on the mountain grew new leaves after being moistened by the rain. It was the season when gardenias were blooming. The gardenias all over the mountain bloomed and bloomed among the lush green plants, like the goddess of the snow mountain, and were extraordinary.

Song Wen cleared the weeds and shrubs on the road and kept moving forward. He walked along the way. Whether it was wild vegetables or mushrooms, he picked them all, and piled up the open space in the space.

Because he was about to rush back tonight, he walked very quickly. In a short while, he came to the Jinnan bamboo forest. The young and tender bamboo shoots broke out from the ground, the shortest ones were only the length of the palm, and the long ones reached his waist. When Song Wen saw it, he immediately ran over and took out the small hoe he brought and dug it up.

There were a lot of bamboo shoots, and in a short while, he dug a bunch of them.

Although this season's small Jinnan bamboo shoots are only two fingers thick, they grow very tall and taste tender and crispy. Song Wen plans to dig a little more, dry some into dried bamboo shoots, and marinate them into sour bamboo shoots, so that they can be eaten every day. Use dried bamboo shoots dried bamboo shoots to cook soup with ducks, and the boiled soup is thick and thick, which is very delicious. The dried bamboo shoots and ducks are cooked together, which infiltrate the taste of duck. They not only taste crispy and tender, but also have a duck flavor, which is very delicious.

Song Wen shuttled through the Jinnan bamboo forest, constantly digging bamboo shoots. After a while, he dug a lot of them. This was the result of only digging the big ones, otherwise he would have dug more.

After digging bamboo shoots, he continued to walk into the mountain. When he passed by the oak forest that he had walked through before, he ran over to see if there were any other monkey erectus mushrooms. Unfortunately, there were only some monkey erectus mushrooms the size of a finger inside, so they were not picked.

The white-haired thing he brought back from the woods last time was identified by his uncle and Song Long. They were considered to be the erectus mushroom, but a lot of it was also robbed. So much of his erectus mushroom, which was not many, disappeared, which made him feel very distressed. Now he only has a few large erectus mushrooms, including the erectus mushroom with a huge basketball size. He has been reluctant to eat it, so he thought about coming here to see if there are any, but unfortunately he was disappointed.

Seeing that there were no erectus mushrooms, he didn't stop here and continued to walk forward. When he passed by the oak forest, he cut down a branch and prepared to go back and make a bow.

Last time he saw a hare in the woods, he either let it run away or fly away, so he planned to make a bow and arrow. In the future, when he went into the woods, he could shoot with an arrow, so that he would not be afraid of the pheasant and hare running away.

But after he cut off the branches, he found that the oak branches were too flexible and were not suitable for him. Now his arm strength is as heavy as a thousand pounds, and there is no bow made of ordinary wood at all. After thinking about it, he threw the oak branches away. He wanted to find a more flexible steel to make the bow body after returning, and then use steel wire as the bow string. It would be good. It is best to use the steel used as an umbrella. The steel is more flexible and has hardness, so it should be suitable for the bow.

Continue to walk forward, with weeds all the way. The path he and Song Hu and others drove when they entered the mountain was covered with weeds and shrubs, which forced him to take out a knife to open the way.

The mountains were silent and the wind was a little louder. There were constant rustling sounds in the distance, and sometimes there were also yelling "yelling, shouting" sounds like snakes eating, which made people creepy. Song Wen did not dare to delay and quickly opened the way forward.

After a while, he finally arrived at another destination of the trip, the Cone Chest Forest.

In addition to producing pointed chestnuts, the cone chestnut forest also produces one thing, which is red mushrooms.

Red mushrooms not only have the effects of nourishing yin, nourishing the kidneys, moistening the lungs, promoting blood circulation, strengthening the brain, and nourishing the skin, but also have unique flavors, fragrant and refreshing, and are fresh and sweet and delicious that other mushrooms cannot compare to. Because red mushrooms cannot be artificially cultivated, they are extremely expensive in the market and may not be able to buy them.

Last year, Song Wen also picked some here, but unfortunately, most of the red mushrooms were insect-eaten, withered, and had umbrellas. There were not many good mushrooms, so he wanted to come over to pick them, otherwise he would not dare to come in when the weather was hot.

Now it is not the season for the abundant production of red mushrooms, but it has begun to grow. Song Wen searched in the chestnut forest, and looked at the red mushrooms growing among the dead trees under the trees, and quickly took out the prepared bags and put them on. He only picked this time, so he picked all the places he walked by as long as they were not too young.

Even so, after picking all the red mushrooms grown in the creeping forest, he only picked a few plastic bags. After drying, there was probably not much left, but it was enough for him to eat it himself.

After picking red mushrooms, he did not dare to delay in the crepe forest. Song Wen walked back so that he would not be unable to go home at night. It was not until noon that he stopped to rest, and did not dare to sit on the ground. Instead, he found a towering tree to climb up and rest on the tree.

If the air is hot today, snakes and insects are rampant. It is not safe to see a snake rushing from behind his butt when he is eating and biting it in one bite, that would be funny. It doesn't matter if the snake is not a thing, and it gets under his crotch, and sees the big snake inside him that doesn't like it, and bites it, it would be miserable.

Song Wen climbed onto the tree, found a thick branch and sat comfortably, then took out the food he brought from Ruyi Fan and started eating.

When he was about to come in the morning, he took a box of dry rice and bibimbed with lard and soy sauce, which tasted fragrant.

I remember when he was a child, he didn't like eating, so his mother took a duck egg, then made a small hole in the egg, took out the egg liquid and fried the egg, then mixed the dried rice with lard and soy sauce, put it into the egg for him to eat, saying it was egg rice. At that time, he was stupid and thought the egg rice was delicious, but he didn't know that his brother was smiling while eating the fried egg.

Now that I think about it, I feel so stupid at that time, how could this be?

I still remember one time when he was in elementary school, and he was also very stupid. Once a girl in the class was wearing a skirt and playing next to the Qilixiang flowerbed outside the class. At that time, the Qilixiang was in full bloom, and the bees were "buzzing" and collecting honey. Somehow, she actually ran into the girl's skirt. The girl was so scared that she screamed loudly, and he volunteered to run forward, lifted her skirt up, and let the bees fly away.

But the girl didn't appreciate it, but instead said to him angrily: "Song Wen, how can you do this?" Then she went to report to the class teacher in tears.

The result was of course sad. He was scolded by the class teacher in class during class and was called outside to stand.

He was stunned at that time. Why did he do this? He was learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds!

It seems that in fairy tales, after the hero saves the beautiful heroine, the plot of the beautiful heroine’s congratulations on her body is destined to be only seen in books. Being a hero in real life is destined to be sad, and the beauty may not be grateful.

Thinking of all the time when she was young, Song Wen touched her chin without realizing it, and she felt very embarrassing.

I smacked my lips, stopped thinking about those things, and continued to eat.

In the morning, he not only made lard bibimbap, but also cooked the stone ear lean meat soup. He leaned against the tree while eating and drinking the soup while blowing the cool breeze. How could he be so happy?

Suddenly, a shaking suddenly came from the woods in the distance. Song Wen looked at it, stopped to eat, and looked at the shaking place. After a while, a monkey jumped quickly from the tree in the distance.

The monkey didn't know what was going on. It was covered in scars and blood everywhere. After it came to the tree not far in front of Song Wen, it suddenly jumped to the edge of a grass not far under the tree. Then, it looked around secretly, and then sneakily picked leaves from the grass from the grass, put them in its mouth and chewed them on the wound. It was not known whether it was comfortable or painful, but the monkey actually closed its eyes.

Looking at everything in front of him, Song Wen did not dare to move, for fear that he would disturb the monkey if he had any movement. He was afraid that it would see it, so he gently moved his body to the side and hid it so that the monkey would not be seen by him.

After a while, the monkey opened his eyes and pushed away the broken grass leaves on his body. Song Wen suddenly realized that in just a moment, the scabs on his body had healed and scabs. His eyes were slightly restrained and his brilliance flashed. What kind of grass is this? It has such a good therapeutic effect. Looking at the medicines on the market, no treatment effect is so magical.

The monkey pushed apart the broken grass leaves on his body and looked at it, feeling very satisfied. Then he picked some grass leaves from the grass and chewed them again. After a while, he pushed the broken grass leaves away. The originally scabbed area on its body had fallen off and new meat grew.

Song Wen widened his eyes and everything that happened in front of him was incredible. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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