The two squatted in the corner, Wei Jingshu held the oil lamp to illuminate, and Li Rou counted the mushrooms inside, counting and explaining: "I hid the mushrooms here, thinking that I would take them to a farther place to bury them tomorrow, so as to avoid accidental ingestion and harm to others." There
were many kinds of mushrooms inside, but Li Rou was afraid of accidents, so she remembered the details very clearly, and soon found the clues.
"There are a few mushrooms missing." She looked solemn and helpless, and stood up to pour the remaining mushroom soup into the bowl, and searched carefully under the faint candlelight.
She really found it,
and found a mushroom with a trace of toxin. "I was afraid that I would make a mistake, so I deliberately stewed it for a while longer. Even if there was a slight poison, it was cooked away." She pinched the one she picked out with her hand, and it was indeed not soft enough.
"It should be put in later." Wei Jingshu said firmly.
"Sister-in-law, think about it, who entered the kitchen when the mushrooms were stewed?"
Although she asked this, Wei Jingshu had already guessed it, and her eyes were looking out.
She snorted softly, and a series of weak sounds came out of her nose. Her face was slightly puffed up, pitiful and cute.
Completely different from that, there was a coldness in her eyes, as if she could teach the three people a lesson through these walls.
But she remained motionless, waiting for Li Rou to recall.
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and she must teach the culprit a lesson.
Wei Jingshu clenched her fists.
"Your sister-in-law came here, and she said she left something in the kitchen. I came back and saw that the dustpan covering the mushrooms had not been touched, so I didn't think much about it."
When Li Rou explained, Wei Jingshu had already picked the mushrooms she had picked out into the soup. Looking at the basket of mushrooms on the ground, her eyes flashed with a strange light: "Sister-in-law, what will happen if you eat these things?"
Li Rou shuddered for no reason, but still explained.
"These few will kill people, and the others will make you unconscious for a while, and some will cause diarrhea."
After Wei Jingshu asked Li Rou to pick out the mushrooms that could cause death,
she put the mushroom soup into the basket and carried it out.
Li Rou vaguely guessed what Wei Jingshu wanted to do. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything to stop her. Instead, she said, "Ah Shu, be gentle."
Wei Jingshu didn't say anything. She knocked on Wei Daya's door in the dark night with a basket of mushrooms. Wei
Daya's room was independent on the side of the main house. It was the best house in the entire Wei family yard. When the house was built, she specifically asked Zhou to find Jianren in the county and designed the doors, windows and the layout of the house specifically for her.
There was a noise in the room, followed by Wei Daya's furious voice after being woken up: "Who is it? Can't you let me sleep in the middle of the night?"
Wei Jingshu said nothing and continued to knock on the door. Wei Daya inside became more and more irritable. She picked up a stool and threw it down without caring about the door. She even muttered viciously: "I let you disturb my sweet dreams, I will beat you to death."
Wei Jingshu caught the stool that Wei Daya threw down with her bare hands, pulled it hard, and took it from Wei Daya's hand. She stepped across and half entered the room. She threw the stool to the ground, sat down and turned around. With one foot raised and one foot lowered, she stepped on Wei Daya tightly. Wei Daya was
facing down. Although she supported herself with her hands at the critical moment, her head still shook, and her high nose hit the ground violently, and blood immediately rushed out.
She was in so much pain that tears came out directly, and she opened her mouth to curse. Wei Jingshu seemed to notice something and stepped hard, and she was in so much pain that she didn't care anymore.
"If you want it to hurt more, you can make more noise." As she spoke, Wei Jingshu slowly increased the intensity of her movements.
Wei Daya was sweating profusely from the pain, but she knew that Wei Jingshu would keep her word, so she could only cover her mouth and shake her head with difficulty.
Wei Jingshu was quite satisfied with Wei Daya's understanding of the situation, but she was still annoyed when she thought of her evil deeds.
The method of teaching a lesson formed in her mind, Wei Jingshu moved her foot away from Wei Daya, and threw the mushrooms she brought in front of Wei Daya.
"I didn't put the poisonous mushrooms in there." Wei Daya was so scared that she felt like her bones were about to break. She said things without thinking and exposed herself.
"I didn't say there were poisonous mushrooms in the mushroom soup." Wei Jingshu said slowly, and her feet moved to Wei Daya's back again.
Wei Daya was stunned and couldn't stop trembling: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't you like mushrooms? I'll watch over you tonight. If you don't cook this basket of mushrooms well, hehe..."
The moment the ending sounded, Wei Daya felt like she was haunted by an evil ghost. She was afraid but couldn't get away. She cried: "I'll cook it, I'll cook it." She
hated Wei Jingshu to the core, but she had to give in because of the other party's force.
Wei Jingshu moved the stool a little further out and leaned against the door panel. With her glasses on and the night vision function turned on, she saw Wei Daya wiping her nosebleed while crying and moving firewood, and piling the firewood in a mess.
But she had never done this before. After the firewood was piled up, she stood there blankly, turning around at a loss, trembling: "Next-what should I do next?"
Wei Jingshu herself didn't know how to do it, so how could she guide others? Besides, she didn't really come to teach Wei Daya how to cook mushroom soup. She
raised her hand impatiently, and Wei Daya, who was staring at Wei Jingshu, instantly shrank her neck and said hurriedly: "I can cook, I can cook!"
Wei Daya got busy again. First, she found a fire starter and tried it once or twice, but it didn't light up. While blowing the fire starter, she looked at Wei Jingshu, but the night was too dark and she couldn't see anything. She could only imagine it in her mind and looked worried.
After a long time, she carefully moved past Wei Jingshu, picked up a piece of clothing from the closet and threw it into the firewood volcano, and blew the fire starter to throw it on top.
With the clothes as a fuse, a flame suddenly jumped out. Wei Daya was not careful for a moment, and her hand was burned because she had nowhere to put it due to panic. She screamed in pain, but she didn't care about this. She hurried to find a pot, but she couldn't set it up properly several times and almost set herself on fire.
When the pot was set up and water and mushrooms were put in, Wei Daya was already covered in dirt and wounds.
She begged for mercy and knelt beside Wei Jingshu, crying and begging for mercy: "Sister Shu, I was wrong, please let me go back, I won't dare to do it again next time." She
was really afraid, but her words were not sincere.
Wei Jingshu was silent, her eyes fell on the flames jumping and hitting the bottom of the pot.
Wei Daya didn't dare to say much for a while. A gust of cold wind blew, and she shuddered violently. She wanted to beg for mercy again, but Wei Jingshu's voice came from the front: "You are very noisy!"
A simple statement seemed to bring endless threats. Wei Daya was embarrassed, her eyes were blurred with tears, and her hatred was crazy again, but she didn't dare to speak.
When the aroma of the mushroom soup overflowed, Wei Daya's tense expression finally relaxed. She couldn't wait to find a bowl to serve the soup. She didn't even care how hot it was, and quickly held it in front of Wei Jingshu.
Fearing that Wei Jingshu would be dissatisfied, she kept blowing to cool it down. With the cold wind sweeping, the mushroom soup quickly dropped to a suitable temperature.
"Sister Shu, the soup is ready." Wei Daya had been tossing and turning all night, and because she had been tense, she didn't feel sleepy at all.
Wei Jingshu, who had taken a nap, suddenly woke up. The small stool tilted and she staggered. She quickly held the stool and stabilized her body without raising her head: "Eat it!"
"What...what?" Wei Daya went from disbelief to anger, "Wei Jingshu, what are you talking about? This is a poisonous mushroom, it can kill people!"
She stepped back suddenly, turned around and ran away.
Wei Jingshu was a lunatic, but she was not. She would not drink poisonous mushroom soup.
Wei Jingshu had expected this a long time ago, and immediately stood up and stepped forward to block Wei Daya's way.