"Wow!" Yun Yuan exclaimed in agreement, "You're really amazing."

Qi Shan held her head high, looking like she had won a battle.

"It would be nice if I could pick one up every day." Qi Si sighed.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Qi Shan rolled her eyes. "If you had slept a little longer this morning, you wouldn't have had such an outrageous dream."

Yun Yuan chuckled. Qi Si scratched his head and muttered, "Is it not enough to just talk about it?"

Seeing Yun Yuan struggling to carry the basket, Qi Shan asked curiously, "What did sister-in-law find?"

Yun Yuan generously took down the basket and showed it to her: "Bamboo shoots, and some morels."

Qi Shan said happily: "So you also picked morels, that's great, let's go to town together, I know where to buy mushrooms."

Yun Yuan shook her head: "I won't sell mine. I'll kill a chicken and stew it. It's just right for me to taste it.

Qi Shanqis licked his lips. During the peak season of morels, some of them are not harvested in time. They are perfect for stewing with chicken. My sister-in-law is so pitiful that she has never eaten them.

It was already afternoon when we returned home after crossing two mountains.

The red sun was setting in the west. Qi Sheng was sitting under a peach tree reading a book. The breeze blew his black hair, and pink petals fell from the sky. Yun Yuan was slightly startled.

As she walked in, she was thinking, I don’t know what variety this peach tree is. It blooms so late, and it’s still growing. It’s worthy of its A-level genes. It looks beautiful.

"You're back." Qi Sheng naturally stepped forward and put down the backpack for her.

He knew that there were not many mushrooms in this season, so he just thought of it as an outing for fun. He didn't expect that his wife also dug bamboo shoots and yam. After such a long journey, she must be exhausted.

"Look!" Yun Yuan took out the piece of basswood as if presenting a treasure.