After returning home from Qin City, Song Fuyu officially resumed work.

Because her grandparents were around, she shortened her daily working hours again, working only four or five hours a day at most.

"Uncle Wu, I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. Why don't we call Xiaobai and go to the mountains together to see if there are any wild fruits and mushrooms."

"Sure, I'll just go and walk around the mountain with you."

It has been two weeks since he came here. Wu Xingmin joins in the morning training every day, and sometimes he also insists on training in the morning. It seems like he has returned to his life in the army when he was young, and he feels like he has been reborn.

"I'm going too!"

The two people who were discussing the matter turned to look at Mr. Yan, who looked eager to try.

"Grandpa, tomorrow we will each have to carry a large backpack and a large bag to pack things, so we won't be able to spare any time to take care of you."

"What's wrong? Do you think I'm too old?"

"I'm only in my seventies now, not even eighty or ninety years old and unable to walk. Not only can I fetch water, I can also carry Xiaoyue. I'll go with you, and you don't need to take care of me. At worst, I won't take anything, and I can just treat it as a pure mountain climbing!"

Yan Ziyuan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The old man is very stubborn and will get angry if you don't take him with you.

It seems like I have to call Li Hu along tomorrow so that more people can take care of him.

The next morning, several people set out for the mountain with the dry food prepared for them by Song Fuyu and carrying backpacks.

"Grandpa, you have to be careful!"

"Don't worry, I'll just follow them and I won't show off."

Song Fuyu thought, at your age, you want to follow the young people up the mountain, isn't that just showing off. Of course, she only dared to complain about this in her heart, not to say it out loud.

"Dad, can I go too?"

Seeing that they were getting ready to set off, Xiao Zheng also looked eager to try.

"Can't."

"Xiao Zheng, didn't we agree to dry dried persimmons together today? Who will do the work if you go?"

"Oh, sorry Aunt Yan, I forgot."

"Dad, you guys go now. I'm not going. Remember to pick some delicious wild fruits for me."

"Got it. Just be good and obedient at home."

"Okay, Dad, be careful."

"Grandpa, Grandpa Wu, Uncle Yan, you should also pay attention to safety."

"Okay, come on in, we're leaving."

Song Fuyu and Grandma Yan, who stayed at home, took Xiaozheng out to move the persimmon cakes from both families out and turn them over to dry.

"Aunt Yan, can't we eat this?"

The persimmons on the persimmon tree are ripe. I have eaten them and given one to each of my friends.

"It's still too early. The persimmons should be ready to eat. I'll take one down later. We can taste it secretly while they're away without telling them."

"Hehe, okay."

It was lunch time and the few people who went up the mountain had not returned yet.

“I don’t know what they picked.”

"I guess they may have hunted some prey."

If I'm just picking things, I should be able to get back by noon.

It was just as Song Fuyu said. At that time, Yan Ziyuan and his men had picked up firewood on the mountain and were roasting the wild rabbit they had hunted.

In addition to the rabbit, there was a wild boar, three goats, and a roe deer lying on the ground nearby.

"What a bad idea. I should have brought some salt with me when I went out."

"The bread my wife makes is salty and you can put meat in it and eat it."

"How clever!"

A few people followed suit and put the roasted rabbit meat in the pancakes, which tasted unique.

"Boss, what should we do with this meat?"

"Give the wild boar to the canteen, each family will get one sheep, and the roe deer will belong to our family. We will stew them tomorrow and come over to have a good meal in the evening."

“OK!”

"Xiaobai, leave your sheep at my house first and take it back later, so that some people won't get jealous."

"I plan to borrow your clay oven and roast half of the meat into jerky so it can be preserved longer."

"Go discuss it with your sister-in-law yourself."

"no problem!"

After eating and drinking, the few of them picked some wild fruits and mushrooms and carried their prey down the mountain.

"Come inside quickly."

When Grandma Yan saw several people carrying so many things, she didn't ask any questions and opened the yard door to let them in quickly.

"Qinglan, do you have any water? Pour me a glass."

In order to reduce the burden, a few people only brought a bottle of water up the mountain. After eating the bread and roasted rabbit, they were already very thirsty.

"Yes, I'll pour it for you right away."

"Xingmin, do you want some water?"

"Have a drink."

Each of them drank a glass of water and recovered a little.

"My throat is almost smoking."

"What did you eat in the mountains? You're all so thirsty."

"We ate the bread that my sister-in-law brought us, and we also ate three roasted rabbits and a roasted chicken."

“No wonder.”

"Grandma, where's Xiaoyu?"

The first thing Yan Ziyuan does when he returns home is always to look for his wife. He only feels at ease when he sees her.

"She took Xiaozheng to deliver persimmons to the studio employees... eh... they're back."

"Dad, did you pick wild fruits for me?"

When Xiaozheng saw them coming back, he let go of Song Fuyu's hand and hurried towards Li Hu.

"Slow down, don't fall."

"Dad picked chestnuts and mushroom fruit for you. Your uncle Yan said this red one called cranberry can also be eaten."

"Wow, this red one is so pretty."

After saying that, before Li Hu could stop him, he picked one and put it in his mouth.

“Hiss~~”

“So sour~”

“I don’t eat this.”

It was so sour that his eyebrows were wrinkled and saliva kept coming out of his mouth.

"This is only delicious when it's baked dry. You've eaten it before, the red fruit added to cookies."

"But this one that Dad and the others picked is so sour."

"Add a little more sugar and it won't be sour."

Only Song Fuyu could easily say such arrogant words.

For such sour dried cranberries, at least one and a half kilograms of sugar must be added to one kilogram. If it were someone else, they would rather not eat it than use up so much sugar at once, which is really too extravagant.