Song Yining, who transmigrated, thought she was abandoned by her biological parents because she was ugly. They adopted Shen Shiyu, who was born at the same time as her, and the original host was al...
Everyone was surprised and couldn't believe it. They had only thought he was a relative of Song Yining's family, but they never expected him to be her boyfriend.
Actually, everyone was secretly wondering why this man, who is good-looking, would fall for the thin and sallow Song Yining.
Hao Yujie knew what Song Yining really looked like, but he didn't say much. After all, she had powerful connections in the village, and he had benefited greatly from her help.
The educated youth in the village were always taken care of by the brigade leader, and the hooligans didn't dare to have any ideas.
Everyone watched with envy as Song Yining and her companion went into the mountains to pick mushrooms. This was the last time this year, as the weather was about to turn cold and snow was expected on the mountain.
Song Yining and Mo Yucheng did not stay with the others; they walked further into the mountains.
Nobody dares to come this way. The mushrooms here are plentiful and of good quality. "You stay here, I'll go hunt some wild game and cook you something delicious tonight."
Song Yining was immersed in the joy of picking mushrooms. Seeing that no one was around, she kept sneaking into the space.
In just one afternoon, the basket that Song Yining brought was filled to the brim. She also saw pecans, hazelnuts, and chestnuts, and secretly put a lot more into her spatial storage.
He took the bag he had prepared beforehand, put some herbs into it, and when it looked about right, he looked around to see if there were any medicinal herbs.
After picking the chestnuts, Song Yining looked around at what was there, realizing she had never been to this place before.
As we descended the earthen slope, we picked up many mushrooms around us. Just as we were about to climb back up, we unexpectedly spotted several young ginseng plants.
Now Song Yining couldn't leave. She put all the smaller plants into her spatial storage so they could continue to grow there.
Song Yining carefully held the large plant herself. She was glad that next time she came, the plant might be bare, and she wouldn't have such good luck.