After picking up half a basket of dry goods, Fu Xiao smuggled out two pheasants while picking herbs and caught them.
After tying up the wings, I put them in the backpack.
After all, they climbed the mountain in the afternoon and didn't dare to stay there for too long, so they got some firewood and prepared to return.
When chopping vegetables, Yi Ning hardly used a knife. She just stood on a tree with her feet, just like she was playing, and she was having a lot of fun.
But they also avoided people. If they were seen by the villagers, they would inevitably talk about it for a while.
The last tree was chopped into pieces by Yi Ning with a machete and tied up and placed there.
Fu Xiao looked at Fu Yu who was about to carry him and said, "Brother, you can't carry him."
Fu Yu looked back at her, walked past the big bundle, and went directly to the small bundle and carried it on his back. "I'll carry the small one,"
Yi Ning whispered: "Actually, I can carry two bundles."
Fu Yu said helplessly: "I know, but I can't let a little girl like you carry everything on my back. That's not how you use your strength."
He looked at Fu Sui, "You carry the dried fruits."
As he spoke, he walked down the mountain. Yi Ning carried a large bundle of firewood on his back, stood up easily, and also picked up Fu Xiaocai's medicine. Fu Sui looked at him and was amazed again.
He carried a basket full of dried fruits on his back, came to Fu Xiao, and asked in a low voice: "Tell me the truth, how strong is she?"
Fu Xiao whispered something in his ear. His eyes widened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Amazing! You are really good at working."
She helped him lift the backpack and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go down the mountain."
A few of them went around the back mountain and returned to the Fu family.
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