Bai Yunxi held a sickle and urged her to leave. No matter how strong she was, she was exhausted even though she was carrying a hundred and eighty kilograms of stuff.
Seeing Li's back disappearing into the mountain road, Bai Yunxi stopped, breathed, and raised his hand to pat his chest.
"This good-for-nothing body needs to be trained again."
Growing up in a farmhouse, you can live a healthy life only if you are vigorous and vigorous. Being sick and crooked is not a pleasant thing.
Baiyunxi sat on a stone and looked at the slightly yellowing mountain forest. The scenery in autumn is really good, and there is a harvest scene everywhere.
Looking at the scenery in the distance, I rested for a while before catching my breath.
This body was too weak, so she decided to start exercising tonight and practice the Eight Parts of Vajra Kung Fu.
Bai Yunxi held the sickle and unconsciously cut through the clusters of vines next to her. With a click, she cut off a few vines, revealing a pitted ground.
Looking at the ground she scratched, there was a piece of rhizome exposed, and white juice flowed out from the spot scratched by the sickle.
Baiyunxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the vines and the heart-shaped leaves as big as the palm of his hand. He broke off the stem and smelled it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
She actually came across a wild yam.
Isn't this a coincidence?
She took a rest and saw edible wild yams. Not only were they delicious, they were also used as traditional Chinese medicinal materials to strengthen the spleen and warm the stomach.
Baiyunxi took a sickle, cut off all the vines covering it, and started digging along the yam that had been cut off just now.
Wild yams grow in twists and turns with no pattern.
Where the soil is soft, they grow thicker, while where the soil is hard, they grow slender, and some look like they have been squashed, like feet.
This kind of wild yam is also known as yam. The flesh can be either red or white. What she encountered today was white yam.
As long as you dig along a thread, you can meet other companions who are born with it.
It's just that her attack was careless, one length was long and the other was short, and many of them were broken by her.
Anyway, if you make your own soup and drink it, the quality is not important.
Ever since she came here, Baiyun Xi's biggest concern has been the food issue, and anything she can eat makes her particularly excited.
There is no way, these days, if there is no food, people will really starve to death.
Unknowingly, she didn't even notice that the sun was setting in the west, and she kept struggling with this wild yam.
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
Mrs. Li was carrying an empty basket, followed by Bai Anyan. They hurried over and saw my mother lying on the edge of the slope, humming and digging for something.
"You are here, hurry up and put these wild yams into baskets."
Baiyunxi wiped his face and pointed at the yams scattered beside him. There was a pile full of them, estimated to weigh twenty or thirty kilograms.
"Mom is lucky. She discovered wild yam. This is a good thing. It is more nutritious than sweet potatoes. Come and dig it together. If you can't finish it, just dry it and sell it in the drugstore."
Bai Anyan saw that his mother was alright and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he noticed the pieces next to him. Isn't this a foot plate?
"Mom, don't touch these things. They are poisonous, especially the mucus. If it touches your body, you will feel itchy and have red bumps."
This kind of thing is not uncommon, but most people don't touch it because it is poisonous.
Hearing the reminder from the second child, Bai Yunxi glanced at the back of his hand, which was indeed red and prickly.
"It's okay. It's nothing. It's just a slight allergy. It will be fine in a few days."
Bai Yunxi wiped her hand casually, pointed at her to dig out the wild yam, and spoke nonchalantly.