Not long after, Shen Zui packed up the two bamboo tubes and chopsticks and prepared to put them in the cloth bag he brought with him.
Mu Wan'er next to her was the first to take all the things and put them in her backpack.
Then she smiled and said, "When you get better, you can help me with more work."
Shen Zui nodded, "Okay!"
The two stood up from the roadside and continued climbing. Passing through a sparse forest, there were some scattered low shrubs not far away.
If you have better eyesight, you can see different types of weeds faintly mixed in between the green-brown rattans.
At this time, the whirling hornbill also made a rapid sound, and kept going back and forth on the road leading to the bush in the distance.
Mu Wan'er turned her head and met Shen's eyes.
No need to say anything more, both of them understood what the other wanted to say.
The two nodded and walked faster to the bushes.
Shen Zui carefully pushed aside the thorny thorns with his hands and found several mortal herbs that he had seen in the Pharmacopoeia.
This herb is only palm-high and generally grows in the same areas as thorns.
At the same time, there must be poisonous herbs around. This is because mortal doctors believe that all things are mutually reinforcing, and where there are beneficial herbs, there must be poisonous ones.
Shen Zui reached out and uprooted one of the plants, but it was not as easy as he imagined.
Logically speaking, the roots of a herb of this height must not be too deep and long, but only shallowly attached to the surface.
But when Shenzui handed the light yellow plant named "Tongqiao" to Mu Wan'er who was squatting next to her.
Only then did she realize that the roots of this herb were as long as an average human's arm. Compared with its stem, it was really shocking.
Shen Zui waited for a while, took the "Tongqiao" from Mu Wan'er's hand, pinched off the root, and combed the grass leaves with his fingers, then put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.
There is a slight earthy and thick taste in the mouth, followed by the taste of ordinary grass. But as he continued to bite, the juice mixed with the stems that gradually lost moisture, creating a unique taste.
A bit bitter, followed by slight numbness at the tip of the tongue. In just a few breaths, this numbness quickly spreads from the initial point to the entire mouth.
Shen Zui hurriedly turned his head, covered his cheeks with his robe sleeves, and spat out the "Tongqiao" medicinal herbs in his mouth.
"This is the medicine, let's collect more, and then I'll go back and make the decoction."
Shen Zui took another one and handed it to Wan'er.
Mu Wan'er nodded, and the two of them collected it separately.
Although this medicinal herb is not as hard to find as the herb, the place where it grows is really troublesome to pick.
If Wan'er hadn't brought a hatchet, he could cut off some thorns that were blocking the way, which would be much more convenient and faster. Otherwise, I really don't know how much they could take away this time.
Seeing that it was getting late, Shen and Mu both felt that it was almost time to go back, otherwise Granny Chen would definitely be worried.
"Wan'er, I'll carry the bamboo basket when we go down the mountain."
Shen Zui couldn't help but lift up the basket on his back. Mu Wan'er was about to step forward to stop her, but Shen Zui pressed a hand on her head.
Shen Zui is already tall and tall, and is known as the "Zhilan Yushu" in the immortal sect. Therefore, compared to the petite and cute Mu Wan'er, she naturally has much longer arms and legs.
So when he raised his hand to press the girl's head, Mu Wan'er couldn't reach him even if she straightened her arms. He could only wave his two lotus-like arms in the air.
"No, Shen Zui. We have agreed that all the work these days will be on me."
Mu Wan'er's almond-shaped eyes were wide open and her cheeks were bulging.
"Okay, don't argue. There are still many things that you will be asked to do later, and I can't do them. Now I can still do this little thing.
Besides, going down the mountain is not as strenuous as climbing up, so don’t worry. "
Shen Zui hooked his thumbs on the straw rope on the bamboo basket and tightened it forward to make it more comfortable to carry it on his back.
"Let's go home!"
After saying that, he suddenly started walking quickly. He was tall and tall, and the distance between each step was naturally much longer than that of the girl Mu Wan'er, and the frequency was not slow, just to deliberately tease Mu Wan'er into trotting.
"Oh, Shenzui, slow down, I can't keep up."
Mu Wan'er held up the hem of her skirt and followed behind, shouting as she ran.
The sun sets in the west, reflecting the red glow of the mountains and forests. A pair of beautiful people, laughing and chatting constantly.
The two walked down the mountain, holding hands and walking side by side.
Looking down at the village from a high place, smoke is rising from the chimneys of many houses. In the fields that were originally busy during the day, there were only a few playful children chasing and playing on the ridges of the fields.
There are also those neatly arranged crops, some green and some yellow.
Further away, the vision is no longer clear. Under the faint halo, you can see the stems swaying rhythmically from side to side as the wind blows.
It's like a breeze blowing across the lake, creating circles of ripples.
"Grandma Chen, we are back!"
Mu Wan'er trotted into the house, and then gave her mother-in-law a big hug, "Mother-in-law, Shen Zui and I went to the back mountain to collect herbs today. I didn't help you with any work. I will definitely make up for it tomorrow."
Granny Chen had a kind and kind smile on her dark cheeks. She stretched out her withered and rough hands and hugged Mu Yatou tighter.
"What are you talking about? Old lady, I didn't take you in here just to make you work.
As long as you come back safely, it will be fine. Mother-in-law, I was worried about you just now. I was afraid that you would get lost in the mountains, so I was ready to put on shoes to look for you. I didn't expect that you would just come back. "
Granny Chen patted Mu Wan'er's back and murmured, "It'll be good to come back. Granny is relieved."
Shenzui put away the bamboo basket, hatchet and other things, and came to the old man and the young man, "Mother-in-law, don't spoil Wan'er, or I will suffer in the future."
When Granny Chen heard this, she immediately slapped her thigh and laughed.
Mu Wan'er lay in her arms, turned her head, and stuck out her tongue towards the drunken man who was talking more and more.
Granny Chen stroked Mu Wan'er's hair, and the wrinkles on her weathered face seemed to have diminished.
"Okay, kids, wash your hands and go eat. My mother-in-law is cooking today, so try it while it's hot."
"okay!"
After Shen and Mu washed their hands, they came to the kitchen stove. Mu Wan'er had already smelled the fragrance and had been gathering herbs for a long time. Her stomach growled for a long time.
She couldn't wait to open the lid of the pot, and a large burst of hot steam, mixed with the aroma of meat, hit her nostrils.
"Wow, it's mutton soup! Grandma, you are so kind!" Mu Wan'er shouted to Grandma Chen who was sitting on the kang.
"You and Mr. Shen eat more and finish them all, so that your mother-in-law will be happy."
"Okay, mother-in-law, after eating these, you will feel more energetic at work!"
Shen Zui picked up the already washed dishes and chopsticks next to him and handed them to Mu Wan'er.
The girl rolled up her sleeves, picked up a large spoon, and scooped up a large spoonful of mutton from the bottom of the pot. She put it into the bowl, and then added some soup.
"Now, this is yours."
Mu Wan'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and the dimples on her face were light.
Shen Zui knew what she was thinking, nodded, and came to the table with the bowls and chopsticks in hand.
Mu Wan'er then filled a bowl for herself and took some raw garlic cloves.
The two of them sat on the same bench, with the fragrant hot mutton soup in front of them, and the kind Granny Chen opposite them.
Even if the cold wind is howling outside, what does it matter?
