After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

Zhao Susu took Meng Yu's hand, and the mother and daughter walked up the mountain.

She was ready for a wasted trip today. Ayu was pitiful. As her mother, she could not give her a good life. It was hard for her to even eat meat. It was rare for her to ask for something, so of course she tried her best to satisfy her.

After walking for a while, Zhao Susu asked, "Ayu, are you tired?"

Meng Yu took two short steps. Her mother was worrying too much. She was not the little bean sprout Meng Yufan. She was Niu Hulu Meng Yu. What was the big deal about walking a short mountain road? With her physical strength, she could climb over this mountain and cross the country for 300 miles without stopping.

This can be considered as a benefit of time travel. It is 10 times better than the physical strength she had in her previous life. It makes her so happy.

Besides, she also has little loach.

If it weren't for the ugly sight of sitting on the little loach, she wouldn't have to walk.

Zhao Susu had done a lot of farm work in the past two years, so her physical strength was still good. When the mother and daughter reached the halfway point of the mountain, Zhao Susu refused to leave, pretending to be tired and patting her waist: "Let's rest here for a while!"

Meng Yu had no objection. The place was overgrown with weeds, and a narrow path meandered away. Many people in the village went up the mountain to collect mountain products or hunt, and the path was slowly trampled out by people.

When the little loach was put down, it ran away.

Meng Yu shouted and chased after him.

Zhao Susu shook her head with amusement. She was afraid that Ayu would be tired, but seeing that Ayu was in good spirits, and since she was going to accompany Ayu to play in the mountains today, she just let her do as she pleased.

She followed him.

But before he had gone far, he heard Meng Yu's joyful voice: "Mother, mother, there is a demon cave, there is a demon cave!"

The cheerful children's voices are filled with excitement and joy.

Zhao Susu walked over and saw that the ground under the tree was very wet. There were indeed mushrooms in the weeds. They had big heads, thick stems, and were light brown in color. Each one was the size of an egg and was obviously fleshy.

She was also somewhat happy, and warned: "Ayu, don't run around, mommy will pick some mushrooms and stew them for you."

Crouch down and start picking up.

Meng Yu's eyes flickered, and she said obediently, "Okay!"

Picking mushrooms is a joyous and worry-free activity, especially when these mushrooms are big and plump, peeking out from the weeds.

Zhao Susu was immersed in picking mushrooms. After a while, she had picked up half a basket. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

The weeds in front had piled up into a neat round nest, with a bunch of white, round things lying crowded together inside.

Is that a pheasant egg? ! !

Zhao Susu walked over happily. There were so many?

She quickly and carefully picked up all eleven pheasant eggs into the backpack.

I didn't expect that Ayu would actually pick up something by accident this time.

She had been to the mountains before, but she didn’t dare go deep into the mountains. She could usually only dig up some wild vegetables and had never had a harvest like this.

She turned her head happily, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Where is Ayu? Where is Ayu, who is so young and so well-behaved?

A Yu, who was standing there obediently holding the little loach just now, now even his shadow has disappeared.

"Ayu! Ayu!" The joy she felt was gone, and her heart was filled with endless worry and anxiety. There were still mushrooms on the ground, but she didn't bother to pick them up and hurried back to look for them.

"Mother, mother!"

Hearing Meng Yu's voice, Zhao Susu ran over in two steps. Behind the tree over there, Meng Yu's small body was standing there, holding in his hand... a big pheasant?

This scene was strange and unexpected. Zhao Susu was stunned. She went over and squatted beside Meng Yu, looking her up and down. After making sure that she was not injured, she asked, "Where did the pheasant come from?"

Meng Yu smiled happily: "It was going back, but was frightened by the little loach and crashed into a tree and died! I picked it up. Mom, is the pheasant good?"

Zhao Susu: “…”

A little puppy that was only half a foot long scared a pheasant so much that it crashed into a tree?

But her A Yu is only three and a half years old, how could he lie?

Maybe it was just luck.

She was also somewhat happy, and touched her daughter's head with a smile: "I'll cook it when we get home, and then Ayu will know whether it tastes good or not!"

Who can resist being patted on the head?

Meng Yu rubbed his head against her palm and continued his childish performance: "Okay, okay, there is meat to eat, Ayu can eat meat now!"

These two sentences almost made Zhao Susu's eyes red.

It was all because of her uselessness as a mother. The harvest from that half acre of land was limited, and there was no other way to make a living, so life was hard. Ayu hadn't eaten meat for two meals so far, and hadn't even eaten white rice.

When Meng Yu turned around, he saw tears in her eyes. Oh no, he had overacted and made this beautiful girl cry.

She hurriedly rubbed into Zhao Susu's arms and pulled her clothes: "Mom, let's go back and stew the chicken?"

Zhao Susu nodded quickly.

She had only been up the mountain for less than an hour today, but she had already gained so much, so she was very satisfied.

He bent down and wanted to pick up Meng Yu, but was naturally rejected firmly by the little guy.

She took the pheasant, put it in the corner of the backpack, covered it with some wild vegetables, and went down the mountain holding Meng Yu's hand.

When going down the mountain, Zhao Susu witnessed with her own eyes how the little loach caused the pheasant to hit the tree.

The little loach that was running happily at Meng Yu's feet suddenly jumped into the grass by the roadside. Then, there was a clucking sound, and a male pheasant that was bigger than its body suddenly flew out of the grass in panic, flying around like a headless fly, and then, right under Zhao Susu's eyes, it hit its head on a tree and died.

Meng Yu clapped his hands happily: "Little loach is so awesome!" He ran over, picked up the dead pheasant, and ran to Zhao Susu to claim credit: "Mom, there are two, eat one and sell one!"

Zhao Susu has not yet recovered from her shock.

Would a pheasant be afraid of a puppy? Is a little loach so powerful? And those pheasant eggs, did the mother and daughter kill the whole pheasant family?

She replied, "Okay, okay, I'll stew the big one for Yu and sell the small one!"

Both pheasants were quite fat, weighing about three or four pounds.

Zhao Susu processed one, but it was too big, so she only stewed half of it and added some mushrooms. It was so delicious that it made people want to eat it. She also fried a plate of pheasant eggs.

The only drawback was that a bowl of sorghum rice was choking, so since there were meat dishes today, Zhao Susu gritted her teeth and stewed the dry rice.

Putting the only large chicken drumstick into Meng Yu's bowl, Zhao Susu happily planned: "After we sell the pheasant, Mom will buy rice and flour for A Yu to eat!"

Meng Yu quite agreed with this. While moving the chicken into Zhao Susu's bowl, he nodded rapidly, "Okay, we'll pick up more devil's caves and pheasants to sell in the future."

Zhao Susu was amused by her daughter's childish talk. It was pure luck today. How could pheasants be so easy to pick? And mushrooms. Every time it rained and the weather cleared up, the villagers would go up the mountain together to pick mushrooms.

But she didn't want to spoil her daughter's fun, so she smiled and nodded.

Meng Yu's belly was bloated with just one big chicken leg. He felt so full and happy!

She rubbed her belly and made a new request: "Mom, let's go to town to sell pheasants!"