An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

The south of the stream and the north of the stream are two completely different kinds of vitality.

Shan Yu feels the humid air blowing against his face, and suddenly feels that he has stepped from the north to the south, from the early autumn when everything is withered, to the vigorous mid-spring.

The further you go, the thicker the fog.

Because Shan Yu was not familiar with the terrain, he didn't dare to enter the forest and go up the mountain rashly. He just wandered around the misty stream. After a while, he found a piece of pale yellow grass. After recognizing what it was, he hurried over.

【Fake Su】.

This kind of herbal Chinese medicine grows everywhere. In addition to the most basic medicinal value, the seedlings of fake Su can be fried and eaten. It is sweet and delicious. It is a perfect substitute for lettuce, and it is much more delicious than wild vegetables dug in late autumn.

Shan Yu looked at the large area of ​​fake Soviet Union in front of him, and regretted not bringing Late Autumn's pannier here. Looking around, there was nothing to hold things, so he could only take off his outer shirt and pinch the seedlings.

With a good start, you don't have to worry about subsequent transactions.

Following the fake Su, Shan Yu found several kinds of herbal medicines such as [Sanqi] and [Zelan] one after another. While picking them, he forgot the time. When he came back to his senses, it was already dark.

For a long time, he just lowered his head to gather herbs, and didn't know the direction. Now it's dark everywhere, and through the thick night fog, he can't even see the stars in the sky clearly.

Shan Yu walked along the way he came from for a short distance according to his memory, and it became more and more wrong as he walked, and finally saw that the forest was about to go up the mountain, and suddenly there was a burst of crying.

It was harsh and loud, like the cry of a baby when it was hungry, or the scream of a woman pinching her throat.

The sound source was very close, just overhead.

Shan Yu didn't believe that there really were ghosts in this world, so he put down the overshirt with the herbs in it, held the tree stick in his hand to gather his composure, and looked up.

Thick fog covered the eyes, thin clouds covered the moon, only a few scattered stars sprinkled from the treetops, illuminating...

Shan Yu opened his eyes slightly, knowing where the legendary cry came from.

This is actually a [Prickly Whistle Acacia Tree], with nectary glands in the root and sweet leaves, which are very popular with herbivores.

In order to avoid this kind of damage, the leaves of acacia have sharp thorns. The thorns are hollow. When the wind blows, they will make a whistle similar to crying to scare away birds and animals that come to look for food.

This is a self-protection method of plants, but the ancients in late autumn regarded this sound as a ghost cry.

Shan Yu laughed, and touched a short section of acacia root floating on the ground under the starlight, broke it off and tasted it, his mouth was full of mud.

Less than honey, but sweeter than sugar.

Shan Yu felt that this trip was not in vain, and was sucking the honey from the tree roots to replenish his strength, when he heard another cry not far away, a real human cry.

Getting closer, mixed with faint shouts.

"Husband! Husband! Where are you? Husband?" Wan Qiu hugged the rabbit in her arms to embolden her, crying and shouting in fear, when she didn't pay attention to her feet, she tripped over something and fell.

He let out a soft cry, and subconsciously covered his stomach, thinking that he would fall over, and didn't want to be hugged.

Shan Yu stretched out his long arms, took the person who was about to fall into his arms, and asked, "Be careful, are you okay?"

Wan Qiu looked for Shan Yu for a long time, thinking that he was going to be a widow, and the child would have no father, but she didn't expect Shan Yu to be in good shape, so she hugged him crying and laughing, and said with a sob: You're all right, great, really great..."

Shan Yu was stunned for a moment, a little confused about him.

Wasn't late autumn able to beat the original owner to death with all his heart?Why are you so anxious to see that he has something to do now?Shouldn't he go back and set off firecrackers to celebrate?

Shan Yu looked down at Wan Qiu lying in his arms, and felt that he was really too thin. Through the thin fabric, Shan Yu could feel Wan Qiu's cheekbones and collarbone. The two arms are like old withered branches, which are uncomfortable to strangle.

"Okay, I'm fine." Shan Yu pushed the person in his arms away with the movement of speaking, and saw Wan Qiu's horrific face, looking at him with tears and smiles, but he couldn't avoid being scared out of something Anyway, Shan Yu had no choice but to pull him into his arms again, clasped Wan Qiu's face into his arms, and said embarrassingly, "I'm fine, don't cry."