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Chapter 8: Mushroom hunting

Shuangxi lowered his head and found another mushroom from the grass, and said to Shen Mo, "You guys call it mushrooms? Not all mushrooms are poisonous."

Shen Mo glanced at Shuangxi in confusion: "How do you know it's not poisonous?"

Shuangxi smiled and put the mushroom into his mouth. Perhaps it was because of the good environment. The mushroom had thick flesh and was slippery when placed in his mouth. Shuangxi took a bite and felt a faint taste.

The aroma of mushrooms came, and Shuangxi couldn't help but swallow it.

Shen Mo's eyes widened and he suddenly came back to his senses. He grabbed Shuangxi and slapped Shuangxi's back: "Madam! Spit it out!"

Shuangxi said to Shen Mo: "This is not poisonous and can be eaten."

Shen Mo didn't believe it: "Madam! This thing is extremely poisonous."

Shuangxi smiled slightly, bent down with a thin and dry body and found another mushroom: "This is poisonous."

"Aren't these all mushrooms?" Shen Mo asked doubtfully.

"The ones with slightly darker colors and those with bright colors are mostly poisonous. As for the one I just ate, it is non-toxic." Shuangxi explained patiently.

"What you eat is really not poisonous?" Shen Mo asked hesitantly.

"You see, I'm not doing well here. If it were poisonous, I would have been poisoned a long time ago." Shuangxi lowered his head and carefully rummaged through the grass for mushrooms that were not poisonous and could be used.

Shen Mo felt relieved when he saw that Shuang Xi was so good, and began to believe that what Shuang Xi said was true: "Madam, how do you know that these mushrooms are not poisonous?"

Shuangxi's eyes flickered and she said: "I used to be a poor brain. When I saw something edible, I always wanted to try it. It must have been eaten before." She could only tell a little lie. Could she still say that she came from a modern dining table?

Have you ever seen this mushroom online?

Shen Mo glanced at Shuangxi sympathetically. After Shuangxi came to their house, he and his second brother went out to inquire about Shuangxi's past. He knew that Shuangxi was a bit stupid before, but he never expected that Shuangxi would be stupid enough to eat poisonous mushrooms.

Eat once.

"Let's pick some and take them back. Let's eat this tonight." The pair happily picked up another mushroom from the dewy grass, scraped off the sticky grass leaves on it with their hands, and handed it to Shen Mo.

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"Find a mushroom that looks the same as it." Shuangxi ordered.

"There is a big piece here!" Shen Mo shouted excitedly. Since the lady said it was edible, then it is edible. Besides, there would be nothing wrong if the lady ate it. Shen Mo tried hard to find the mushrooms.

Shuangxi looked at the mushrooms dotted in the grass and felt very good. When she was a child, she lived in the countryside for a while, and picking mushrooms was her favorite thing to do.

After a while, the two of them each found a handful of mushrooms. They could no longer hold them in their hands. Fortunately, Shen Mo took off his shirt, exposing his naked chest, and used his shirt to hold the mushrooms.

Most people wear inner clothes under their outer clothes, but the Shen family is too poor, so they can only dress so particularly.

Shuangxi watched Shen Mo's chest shaking slightly in the cold wind, and said with some reluctance: "You'd better put on your clothes, it's too cold."

Shen Mo's dark face showed a smile with white teeth: "Madam, you care about me! But you don't have to worry, no matter how cold the weather is, I have gone down to the river to catch fish, so what does this cold wind mean?"

Shuangxi was silent. What does it mean for a lady to care about him? Even if she passed a stray cat or dog on the road, she would still care about him, okay?

Shuangxi tied Shen Mo's sleeves tightly and filled the two empty sleeves with mushrooms. By noon, the entire clothes were covered with mushrooms like a mountain.

Shuangxi is still searching carefully in the grass. Picking mushrooms is addictive. Picking them one by one gives you a sense of accomplishment.

Shen Mo couldn't help but greeted: "Madam, let's go back."

Shuangxi had no choice but to give up, and at the end, he broke a handful of small wild chrysanthemums in the grass.

After returning to their residence, Shen Ziyan and Shen Mo had not returned yet. Shuangxi felt a little hungry and asked, "Is there anything to eat at home?"

Shen Mo stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and smiled sheepishly: "The sweet potato I ate yesterday is the last thing. Originally, the eldest brother would get a lot of food in exchange for selling the wild boar, but..."

Shen Mo didn't need to say it, Shuangxi also knew what Shen Mo's next sentence was. Wasn't it the wild boar that got her? She really wanted to curse loudly, could you stop equating her with the wild boar?

"Then let's eat mushrooms." Shuangxi said helplessly.

Shuangxi took a pottery pot, scooped out a pot of water from the pottery pot with water on one side, rinsed the pottery pot briefly, and placed it on the clothes containing the mushrooms.

The two men picked mushrooms in the open space in front of the temple, pinched off the soil at the roots, and picked out the poisonous mushrooms that occasionally got in.

The two people moved very quickly, and soon the pottery jar was filled.

"Um...is there a place where I can light a fire for cooking?" Shuangxi walked into the temple and looked around, but she didn't see a stove. She had seen stoves in the countryside, but there was no such stove in this temple.

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"I am your husband." Shen Mo suddenly said in despair.

Shuangxi frowned and bit his lip without speaking.

Shen Mo looked at the little girl who was only twelve years old, thin and dry, with a yellow complexion and straw-like hair. She stood there aggrievedly and couldn't bear to say, "You can call me third brother."

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"Third brother." Shuangxi called him sweetly. In short, it was much better than calling him "husband."

When Shen Mo heard Shuangxi calling him that, he was in a good mood and said with a smile: "We don't have a stove at home."

"Ah? How do you make a fire to cook?" Shuangxi asked doubtfully.

Shen Mo took out two square bricks from the temple, placed one on each side in the center of the temple, leaving a gap in the middle, took some broken branches from a corner of the temple, and lit them with a fire stick.

"Just cooking like this?" Shuangxi asked hesitantly. This is too simple.

Shen Mo nodded slightly, as if a little embarrassed, thinking in his mind that although his wife's family was not rich, they had a decent house and stove, and the temple where his brothers lived didn't even have a place to light a fire for cooking.

No, no wonder he always felt that Shuangxi was not willing to stay.

Seeing this, Shuangxi had no choice but to wash the mushrooms in the clay pot, then took another clay pot, filled it with water, and placed it on the blue brick shelf.

When the water opened, Shuangxi threw the mushrooms in. There were plump mushrooms rolling in the clear water, which seemed to arouse people's appetite.

Shen Mo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and looked at the mushrooms in the clay pot eagerly.

"Is there any salt?" Shuangxi asked.

Shen Mo was also very quick when he arrived. He found a small oil paper bag from the list of enshrinements in the temple and handed it to Shuangxi.

After Shuangxi opened the sealed paper package, he saw the white particles mixed with sand, and his hands shook slightly. The salt was probably rough. But Shuangxi still poured some into the clay pot.

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