Chapter 50: The Mountain is Full of Fragrance
The two crossed the ravine and climbed up the mountain. Yang Chunyan lowered her head to check her trouser legs, turned her head to look at Zhou Huaian, and continued to climb.
There are no poisonous red ants that love to attack people in the forest these days. Almost all of them are big black ants. As long as you don't provoke them, they generally won't attack people actively.
As the two approached the woods, they saw a large field of yellow irises.
The yellow chrysanthemums on the shallow hills had already been picked by the children. This place is too far from the village and the children dare not come, so there are still quite a lot.
Zhou Huaian picked a handful, walked a few steps quickly, came to Yang Chunyan, and gave her a nudge, "Here!"
Yang Chunyan took it and put it in her mouth. The sour and sweet taste was very thirst-quenching. She ate while walking, looking around, trying to find if there were any good herbs.
"Yan'er!" Zhou Huaian quickly caught up with her, "Silly woman, you have such a stubborn temper. If I didn't call you, couldn't you have called me first?"
Yang Chunyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are my young wife, and you still need me to coax you."
Zhou Huaian answered the question irrelevantly, "I think you and I are in collusion, otherwise why would she be so generous!"
Yang Chunyan stopped and looked at him, "Please use your brain when you bet with others next time, otherwise you will be sold out and you will have to help count the money."
Zhou Huaian's face darkened, "You..."
Yang Chunyan raised her hand to interrupt him, looked around, and said to him: "Let me ask you, before you bet with me, why didn't you think about the fact that your family planted so much rapeseed this year and earned so much money, and I helped find it, so why would I be reluctant to fry a meal of lazy cicadas for me?"
Zhou Huaian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, his face still looked a little ugly, and he argued: "You are my wife, I don't think so much!"
Yang Chunyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "What a waste of a good brain, it's a pity that it's rusted!"
Zhou Huaian was almost choked by her and swallowed with some difficulty. Thinking of the bets he had made with his brother and Zhou Yiding since he was a child, he felt that his brain was really rusty and he was not as good as his wife.
I secretly swore in my heart that I would never bet with others from now on.
Seeing his expression changing constantly, Yang Chunyan said no more and continued to walk down the mountain. Zhou Huaian followed her with big strides.
After entering the woods, there are ferns and mosses everywhere. Since this place is far away from the village, few people come here, and the vegetation in the woods is more lush.
There were some fungi popping up sporadically among the soft dead leaves, but these fungi were worthless these days, so Yang Chunyan and Zhou Huaian had no intention of picking them.
Going straight down, you will see more wild flowers and ferns, and the scent of flowers, grasses and rotten earth will fill your nose.
There are also many wild bees working hard among the flowers.
Zhou Huaian walked closer and took a look. He felt that there must be a wild beehive nearby, so he carefully checked the direction in which the wild bees flew away.
As they walked up, Yang Chunyan discovered that there were several clumps of long-leaf orchids in the woods, and a large patch of emerald green stretch grass in the grass. As long as you pull up this grass along the roots, you will get a long one.
Yang Chunyan pulled up one, rolled it into a bunch, and threw it into the backpack.
The Lycopodiella ciliata is also called Lycopodiella. It has a hairy stem and leaves that look like thin pine branches. Its rhizomes creep on the ground and stretch out, branching out one after another.
When pulled out, it can be one or two meters long. Stretching tendon grass is mainly used to treat wind-cold-dampness arthritis, joint pain, and difficulty in flexion and extension.
People in the mountains who suffer from back and leg pain often come to take the herb home to dry it, and boil it in water to soak their feet or take a bath. It is very effective for rheumatic joint pain.
Zhou Huaian also knew this herb. When he was a child, it was everywhere in the village and at the foot of the mountain. Later, more and more wasteland was reclaimed, and if he wanted to pull out the herb, he had to go into the mountains to find it.
At that time, he often pulled up the sedge and rolled it into hats with a few other guys, learning how to fight guerrilla warfare like the guerrillas.
Later, when he saw the old man picking the herbs and boiling them in water to soak his feet, he realized that Stretching Muscle Grass is also a herbal medicine. When he saw Yang Chunyan picking them, he also went forward and started picking them.
Yang Chunyan glanced at him and saw that his movements were much more efficient than the day before. Although Zhou Huaian was lazy, he was still very fast when he wanted to do something.
With his help, the two of them quickly pulled out all the sedge.
Yang Chunyan rolled up the stretch grass that Zhou Huaian had pulled out, put it in a backpack, and continued walking down with it on her back.
Zhou Huaian had been keeping an eye on the group of wild bees, and finally found them in a crack in the rocks next to a maple tree. "Yan'er, look at the wild beehive!"
Yang Chunyan turned around and followed the direction he pointed. She saw wild bees running back and forth in the cracks of the rocks next to the maple tree. "Those are wild bees. We have nothing to hide. It will be troublesome if we get stung by wild bees."
Zhou Huaian and Erchun often collect wild honey in the mountains. "I have a way. Let's remember the location first and come back when we come back."
Yang Chunyan glanced around. She had often walked up the mountain along this road in her previous life, so it was easy for her to remember the location. After thinking about it, she used a machete to cut a mark on the maple tree. "Let's go. I'll remember it."
"Yeah!" Zhou Huaian also looked around before following her downstairs.
Not long after walking, Yang Chunyan saw a mountain full of fragrant grass (coral grass), and the bushes not far away were full of chicken shit vines.
"Huai'an, look, there is such a large mountain full of fragrance."
The edges of the leaves of Coral Grass are evergreen like saw teeth, and the stems grow upwards one section at a time like bamboo joints. It has a beautiful shape and a fragrant smell all year round.
Coral grass has yellow-green flowers and bears fruit in autumn and winter. The fruits are the color of red agate.
Seeing the red beads all over the tree had a very good meaning, so later many people planted it as a bonsai, and more and more people went up the mountain to collect them. Before she left, wild coral grass was already difficult to find.
The whole plant of Coral Grass is used for medicinal purposes. It can clear away heat and detoxify, dispel wind and promote blood circulation, reduce swelling and relieve pain, and have anti-bacterial and anti-inflammatory effects.
Zhou Huaian took a look and said, "What's so special about it? There are a lot of them at the foot of the mountain in the east. Grandpa often goes there to pick them and brings them back to dry and make tea."
"I haven't been to the bamboo forest." Yang Chunyan forgot that mountain incense is still very common these days. She put down her backpack and took out her sickle. "We'll harvest at least 100 kilograms from this patch."
"Wait a moment." Zhou Huaian hurriedly used a bamboo pole to knock on the grass under the mountain incense. There was a rustling sound, and a green bamboo pit viper quickly disappeared in the grass.
When Yang Chunyan saw this, her hair stood on end and she stood there motionless.
Even though I have snake medicine with me, it would still be extremely painful if I were bitten by a snake.
Zhou Huaian looked at her with a thankful look on his face, "Silly woman, luckily I followed you, otherwise..."
Yang Chunyan nodded repeatedly, "Thank you! I was careless."
Zhou Huaian raised the corners of his lips, "You two, why are you thanking me? Cut it quickly!"
"Well! Huai'an, these fragrant osmanthus trees are quite old. When you cut them, leave the stems a little longer and cut them diagonally with the sickle. When they sprout new buds in the spring next year, we can dig them up and plant them."
"Okay." Zhou Huaian turned around and looked at her, "Yan'er, are we really going to grow herbs and sell them in the future? Do you really think growing herbs is a good idea?"
(End of this chapter)
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