NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 303 Little Girl Picking Mushrooms
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Chapter 303 Little Girl Picking Mushrooms
Gu Chunzhu gave Luo Xinlan two big pieces of tiger meat that had been cooled down, and he could eat it as long as it was hot, and he also entrusted the two big pieces from Sister-in-law Fu's house to her to give away.
Mother, I don't have to go to the school tomorrow, and Da Zhuang's mother said that she will take Da Zhuang to the mountains to pick mushrooms tomorrow. Xiao Cheng hesitated for a while while standing in front of the kitchen door.
Gu Chunzhu put down the bowl in her hand, she walked to Xiaocheng and bent down slightly and said to him, Do you want to go? Just tell your mother if you want to go, sometimes you have to say it boldly like this. The mother understands.
That mother, I want to go with Da Zhuang and the others! Xiao Cheng's phoenix eyes were bright, and he brought some more hope, Can I still take An An and Xiao Loach with me?
Yes, but you are all afraid that the big strong girl won't be able to see it... Gu Chunzhu deliberately slowed down, and sure enough, the little guy An An pouted the little jelly in grievance, and she turned the conversation: Mother, let’s go with you too, and take Xiaohu and Yingzi with you by the way, your brother Xiaohu is very powerful and can protect you.”
She pondered that the bamboo shoots and popcorn stalls were watched by Bai, and Luo Xinlan was also guarding the Chengan Embroidery Workshop, so she was free too.
It was a long time ago that I accompanied the children to play in the town, and I couldn't do it if I just thought about making money without accompanying the children.
Gu, what you said is really good for me! Gu Xiaohu heard that he was also taking him there, so he jumped up with joy.
Chunzhu, you have to look at this monkey. Bai Shi knew that his son had such a playful temperament. When he went to Luzhou with Yuan Qing, he could not follow his temperament. Now she can play for a few more days. Don't talk about him.
Su Wangqin knew that they were going to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms tomorrow, so he chopped strips and weaved a basket in the main room. Gu Chunzhu sent Bai's mother and son out, threw the two children to sleep, and went to find Su Wangqin.
Under the oil lamp, the man's eyelashes were dark and thick, and they trembled occasionally, making him look particularly focused.
A general who can lead troops to fight, can return to his hometown to fight tigers, and can also make small bamboo baskets for his little daughter to pick mushrooms. Gu Chunzhu saw in him the indifference that is not humiliated.
Brother Wang, I'll make it up tomorrow. Gu Chunzhu put his hands around Su Wangqin's neck, hugged him from behind, and leaned on him, sniffing the scent of pine and cypress, and said a little coquettishly.
Su Wangqin turned his head to look at her with hot eyes, Gu Chunzhu put his hands away, stuck out his tongue and said, Then make it up, I'll go to sleep first.
Lying on the bed, Gu Chunzhu's cheeks were all red, and the damn man looked at him and woke up the picture of turning clouds and rain with him in her memory. Gu Chunzhu shyly put the quilt over his head and fell asleep in a daze.
In the blink of an eye, the second day arrived. When Luo Xinlan went to deliver the tiger meat, she told Mrs. Fu that several children were going to the mountains to pick mushrooms. This morning, the family of three stopped in front of Gu Chunzhu's door in an ox cart.
Good godmother, good godfather, and good big brother. An An put down a small basket with two camellias from Yingzi's family pinned to it, and called out with a sweet mouth.
Yingzi also carried a basket that was exactly the same as An An, but slightly larger than hers. Su Wangqin hurriedly made it, while Xiao Cheng and Gu Xiaohu carried the basket on their backs.
Come on, I've prepared some food to have a picnic in the mountains. Gu Chunzhu also came out with a backpack, which was full of things, but when she saw the brand-new bullock cart parked outside, she couldn't help but Hey. A sound.
The carts of this bullock cart are all new, and the bull looks like a half-sized calf, and the handle style of the driver is Zhao Dafu.
Chunzhu's eyes are really sharp, what about the newly bought ox cart! Sister Fu's bright round face was also full of happiness, she sat in the car and reached out to touch the back of the ox: Look at the back of the ox. Their father and son each have their own work, and the family’s fields are often less than a few acres. After we have an ox cart, it is convenient for us to go out, and this ox can also work.”
Sister-in-law is right. Gu Chunzhu nodded, and put the children and the little black dog into the bullock cart in turn. He and Su Wangqin sat on the outermost side to prevent the children from falling out.
Let's go, I'm going to pick a lot of mushrooms!
Wang Wang Wang!
The weather is so sunny today, and the scenery is beautiful everywhere... Gu Chunzhu taught a few chattering children to sing, and it was a very pleasant day to sit in an ox cart and sing songs.
When they arrived at Xiaohetou Village, Mrs. Fu and the others went back in an ox cart. They saw that they had bought a new one. They were dragged and chatted for a while, saying that they had borrowed an ox cart when they were busy with farming.
Gu Chunzhu understood that Sister-in-Law Fu's eldest son, Dazhu, was approaching the age to talk about her relatives. She would show off when it was time to show off. She, Su Wangqin, and Zhao Dafu brought their three children to the mountain.
After Su Wangqin accompanied them up the mountain to find a safe place, he took a tiger bone and two pieces of stewed tiger meat from Gu Chunzhu's back basket and sent them to his parents. Gu Chunzhu also followed him. After all, parents are parents, and when they should be filial, they should be filial, as long as they are not unreasonable.
Gu Chunzhu's thoughts were all about picking mushrooms. There was still a little dew in the mountains in the early morning, and it smelled full of the fragrance of grass and trees. There was a light rain just last night, and mushrooms all emerged one by one. Some were hidden in the weeds, some were on the flat ground, and they were often found as soon as they were found.
Mother thinks it's a big mushroom. An An took a mushroom that was a circle bigger than ordinary mushrooms and showed it off to Gu Chunzhu. Her little basket was full of white mushrooms.
They are all children who grew up in the village. Naturally, they know that some colored mushrooms are poisonous mushrooms. They can be eaten.
Mushrooms are generally white and brown. This little guy is a little obsessive and only picks white.
Mother is tired. The hair on An'an's forehead was wet. Gu Chunzhu cooked some sesame paste for the little guy from time to time. Seeing that his hair was a lot darker, he used to be yellow.
Gu Chunzhu squatted down and let An An sit on her lap. An An obediently shook her head and refused to sit, Mother has no place to sit and can't sit on her lap, so my mother is also very tired.
An'an, come and see, there are a lot of beautiful little flowers. Ying Zi was busy doing embroidery at home, or studying with Master Gu Yu, and finally, like a happy bird, jumping in a field of wild flowers defloration.
Sister Yingzi An An is here. An An didn't say that she was tired, and looked at Hua Hua who looked good and ran over immediately.
Wang wang wang. The little black dog also hurriedly followed behind, as if to wait for me again.
When the sun at noon dipped in the mountains and forests and dried the dew on the grass, Gu Chunzhu took out the cloth from his backpack and spread it on the grass by the stream.
She conjured up the rice balls she made early in the morning, as well as the thousand-layer cakes and stewed tiger meat left over from last night, and Gu Chunzhu also took out a pot, a kind with a handle similar to fetching water. A bucket-like pot, just slightly shallower.
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