Fang Xiyue had finished drying the mushrooms and black fungus before running in to tell Father Fang, "Dad, I'm leaving now. I'll be back in the evening to cook chicken for you."
Father Fang smiled, "Be careful."
"Okay."
Fang Xiyue cheerfully left the house, and after meeting with Shu Yu, the two returned to the original spot to start picking mushrooms and wild vegetables.
Seeing that they had almost finished picking, they finally stopped to rest.
Shu Yu felt that after a few more trips, she could probably sell these items and make some money.
It was getting late, and Shu Yu looked at the sky and said to Fang Xiyue, "Let's finish this patch and head back. The road is tough to walk when it's dark."
"Okay." Fang Xiyue took a sip of water, bent down, and continued to work.
Just as the two were about to get up after finishing picking, they heard footsteps nearby.
Shu Yu instinctively looked up and saw several familiar figures approaching.
