You are unlucky and I am tough

Among the villagers who went up the mountain together, two of them obviously wanted to go hunting with Wei Qinglang. They spoke very tactfully, and Wei Qinglang could only pretend not to understand what they meant.

The hunters in the village all act alone, for the simple reason that they fear conflicts over dividing the prey.

The two villagers originally wanted to hold on, but suddenly found that Cheng Shuang was still following them.

Hunting is a man's job. They thought Cheng Shuang was going up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms, and would separate from them halfway up the mountain. Only now did they realize that she had been following them.

Wei Qinglang said, "My two brothers, my wife wants to go hunting with me in the mountains. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to follow. Let's go our separate ways."

The two men turned their heads at the same time to look at the thin and frail Cheng Shuang, somewhat confused. "Hunting is a man's job, and it can be dangerous. What are you going with us, Qinglang's wife?"

"My presence will have a great impact."

Cheng Shuang knew that Wei Qinglang wanted to shake off the two men, so she raised her hands and clenched her fists. "You can cheer him on from the side, don't you think, husband?"

Wei Qinglang nodded, "Yes."

The two men looked at each other. It was the first time for them to see someone bringing his wife up the mountain to hunt. They both remembered something at the same time and their expressions became a little strange.

Cheng Shuang is well-known for being unlucky in marriage. The two have been married for several days. Although the villagers don't talk about it to her face, they have never forgotten it. I don't know how many people are counting the days to find out when Wei Qinglang will be unlucky.

The better the relationship between the two, the more dangerous it is. You can't be sure what kind of accident will happen this time.

"Newly married couples have a great relationship."

"Yes, yes, it's really enviable."

The two men said a few words in a contradictory manner, looked at Wei Qinglang sympathetically, and then went away together.

They had agreed to go into the old forest last night. After making sure that no one was following them, the two of them crossed Zifeng Mountain without stopping. The back of Zifeng Mountain was already a relatively dense forest. From time to time, a wild rabbit or pheasant would pop out. The hunters in the village all hunted here, and the adults at home would also warn the children not to enter the dense forest.

Wei Qinglang shot several arrows at pheasants and rabbits but missed. Cheng Shuang became more and more suspicious about how she had caught her previous prey.

It was already noon when they reached the edge of the old forest. Cheng Shuang's slow walk took her much longer than Wei Qinglang's solo journey. She was exhausted but didn't want to delay any longer. She sat on a rock by the stream, rested for a while, ate something, and then continued on her way.

The two of them went straight into the old forest. As they went deeper, they found that the vegetation and trees around them were different from those in Zifeng Mountain. Various herbs could be seen everywhere. The trees were towering and their branches and leaves were intertwined, forming a dense green canopy. The sunlight struggled to penetrate the gaps between the layers of leaves, casting tiny golden spots.

The ground was covered with thick fallen leaves and humus. You could feel the softness and moisture with every step you took. The air was filled with a damp scent, a mixture of the fragrance of trees and the fishy smell of soil.

Occasionally, the clear chirping of birds could be heard overhead, but the birds themselves were nowhere to be seen. I could only feel the sounds echoing in the silent forest, adding a sense of depth.

"Ah, look, there's a sika deer." Cheng Shuang suddenly pulled Wei Qinglang and hid behind a tree.

Then the two of them stuck their heads out and saw a sika deer with brown fur dotted with snow-white spots walking leisurely in the dense forest in front of them.

"Have you ever encountered a sika deer before?" Cheng Shuang asked in a low voice.

Wei Qinglang shook his head. "The first time I saw it, it must have run out from deeper in the woods."

"Can you shoot it?"

"The sika deer was very alert. I couldn't aim well with my bow, and the range wasn't good enough."

Cheng Shuang glanced at him and said, "The wild boar is also very alert. How did you shoot it last time?"

Wei Qinglang looked at her and said, "I have no comment for now. Let's go over there. There is a river over there."

Cheng Shuang snorted and followed him. She couldn't help but keep looking at the herbs on the ground. Finally, she saw a golden thread vine and couldn't help it. She took out the small shovel she had bought in the mall in advance, squatted down and started digging.

Wei Qinglang found that no one was following him, so he turned around and found himself squatting on the ground digging the soil.

He turned back and asked, "What is this thing you dug up?"

"Medicine."

"How do you know the herbs in the mountains?"

"I have no comment for now." Cheng Shuang looked up at him and repeated what he had just said.

Wei Qinglang crossed his arms and sneered, then waited for her to dig without asking.

"what...."

As soon as the golden thread vine was dug out, Cheng Shuang screamed again, stood up and ran to a big tree in front, quickly dug up the fallen leaves on the ground, and saw a yellow-brown Gastrodia elata on the ground.

Wei Qinglang looked curiously at the small potato-like object sticking out of the ground, "What is this?"

Cheng Shuang had already excitedly started digging and replied, "Gastrodia elata, judging by its quality, it's at least five years old."

"Is this thing valuable?"

Cheng Shuang gave him a look that said, "You are not talking nonsense." Gastrodia elata can be cultivated artificially in modern times, but in ancient times it was completely collected from the wild, and the quantity was small and very precious.

She asked the owner of Baicaotang about the market price of medicinal materials in this dynasty. The older Gastrodia elata is more expensive than Ganoderma lucidum and Deer antler. The one she had was worth at least two or three hundred taels.

After carefully digging for a quarter of an hour, Cheng Shuang finally dug out the complete Gastrodia elata. She weighed it and found it weighed about 150 grams.

She tore off a piece of cloth from her body, carefully wrapped the Gastrodia elata and placed it in her backpack. Then she stood up and said happily, "Let's go. We've made quite a harvest today. Even if you don't catch any prey, we still have money."

"So you asked me to take you into the old forest just to dig for medicinal herbs?" Wei Qinglang found it funny. "Then I have to take half of this thing."

Cheng Shuang opened her mouth. She really didn't dare to come in alone without anyone to accompany her, so it was not impossible to give him half.

She didn't agree immediately. "We'll talk about this later. The environment here is suitable for growing Gastrodia elata. Let's go a little further and see if there are any more."

The two walked in one direction, but unfortunately, apart from some common herbs on the road, they did not find any precious medicinal materials such as Gastrodia elata, Ganoderma lucidum, and ginseng.

Cheng Shuang dug up a lot of herbs commonly used in pharmacies. As they walked, they came to a pond. Looking up, they could see a waterfall. Above the waterfall were steep cliffs and lush forests. The green trees and the waterfall complemented each other, forming a landscape painting full of artistic conception.

Both of them were impressed by the beautiful scenery and decided to take a rest here.

Cheng Shuang put down the backpack and went to the pond to wash her hands. She sat on a rock to rest, and after a while she looked up at the waterfall in front of her.

Suddenly, she blurted out, "Ah, the waterfall plunges three thousand feet."

Then he turned to look at Wei Qinglang, shouting in his heart, answer it, answer it, just answer it!

Wei Qinglang looked at her making faces for a long time without moving, then lowered his head and shook his head while laughing, his expression a little unpredictable.

Cheng Shuang's expression was frozen, and her heart sank.

No, I really don’t know.

Could it be that it was just her illusion last time, and the drastic change in personality was just because of the separation of the family?

Just when she was disappointed, Wei Qinglang finished laughing and slowly stood up, looking up at the waterfall in front of him. "I'm a science student. I don't remember the song you recited at the foot of the mountain, but I know this one."

Cheng Shuang was stunned. Under her shocked and expectant gaze, Wei Qinglang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the waterfall and spoke loudly, "The sun shines on the incense burner, producing purple smoke. I see the waterfall hanging in the distance.

The waterfall plunges three thousand feet, I wonder if it's the Milky Way...falling from the sky."

After finishing a poem, Wei Qinglang lowered his head to look at Cheng Shuang. The two of them looked at each other silently, one looking up and the other looking down. Their hair was blown by the wind by the pond, and a slight chill passed through their bodies. They both felt an unreal sense of fate in their hearts.