Yesterday they saw her carrying a full basket, it would be strange if they didn't envy her.

If they can't find it on the nearby hills, they will go deep into the mountains to look for it.

This was picked up by someone.

Fu Beimo cursed: "They are so bad!"

Yan Funing said, "Let's look around."

However, the uncle and his wife walked around the area for a long time and only managed to pick up a few wild mushrooms sporadically.

Looking at the dull-colored wild mushrooms, Fu Beimo was unhappy: "Ugly!"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "These are shiitake mushrooms. They are even more fragrant after being dried. They are very delicious when used to stew chicken."

"All right."

Fu Beimo obediently went back to the dead tree with Yan Funing to wait for Fu Ciyi.

After waiting for a long time and still not seeing him, Fu Beimo started looking for ants on the ground.

Yan Funing stood on the top of the mountain, looking around.

I saw a bamboo forest in the distance and wondered if I could dig winter bamboo shoots there. I'll go take a look when I have time.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Fu Ciyi finally came back.

This time he shot two pheasants and a rabbit.

Fu Beimo's eyes lit up: "Brother is awesome!"

Fu Ciyi picked up two pheasants and a hare together and reached for the backpack.

But Fu Beimo got there first.

"I carried it on my back when we came, and I'll have to carry it on my back when we go back too!" He had been smiling just now, but now he stopped smiling and said seriously, "I'll carry the backpack, and my sister-in-law will say thank you to me."

Yan Funing couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "Thank you Bei Mo!"

Fu Beimo smiled proudly.

Fu Ciyi silently withdrew his hand. He was sick, so he helped her carry the backpack.

When they came back from town, he carried her all the way on his back, but she never said thank you.