At that time, the two were walking down the mountain.
Today's luck wasn't good; they couldn't even find sheepskin, let alone a whole sheep to roast.
However, there was quite a harvest.
Two-thirds of the basket was filled with mulberries, over a dozen big pieces of tremella, and something that was said to be lingzhi, but Deer-startled twig thought it was a mushroom and declared that she wouldn't recognize it the next time she saw it.
Jiang Wunian insisted on helping to carry the load, staggering with a basket on his back and trembling legs.
Her status might be that of a "boy" and the "grandson" of the Jiang family, but not all boys were born hardy, especially since her father was the least favored son.
Thus, she was also not favored.
She did as much work as the adults.
But even with all the hard work since childhood, her body was weak – after all, her age showed.
While resting by the creek, Deer-startled twig saw fish playing in the water and got an idea, her mouth watering.
