Li Bowen hesitated for a moment, took out his cell phone, took out the photo and handed it to Fang Chi: "Just when my dad was kidding us... Have you ever seen such mushrooms?"

"Photo taken here?" Fang Chi looked at the photo and asked.

"Well, but not here," Li Bowen pointed to the other side of the mountain, "It was taken on the hiking route on the east end of the village."

"Oh, I haven't seen it before." Fang Chi responded and said nothing.

Li Bowen stood for a while, but no one spoke anymore. He sighed, patted Sun Wenqu on the shoulder, and got up to help Zhao He barbecue.

"Thank you, thank you," Ma Liang looked at Fang Chi, "Big Nephew."

"The fish is grilled over there," Fang Chi raised his chin, "Do you eat it?"

"I'll get it, get some," Ma Liang stood up, "Your dear father, loves to eat fish."

Fang Chi watched Ma Liang walk away and then turned around: "We don't have that kind of mushroom in the mountains here."

"Hmm?" Sun Wenqu was stunned.

"I grew up in this mountain," Fang Chi glanced at him, "I have never seen that kind of mushroom."

"It's said it grows under the pine needle..." Sun Wenqu said.

"I said I had never seen it before, so I definitely didn't. When I was a child, I could even dig out the pottery slices at the bottom of the river. I couldn't just grow a mushroom in the mountains," Fang Chi said softly, "Besides, the pine needles in the photo are white pine. We don't have them here, we are all oil pine, do you understand?"

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything.

"Get more heart," Fang Chi stood up and walked away. "If you have a lower emotional intelligence, forget it, your IQ will at least keep up."

Sun Wenqu came to his senses for a long time and shouted at Fang Chi's back: "Hey! You kid are quite capable now!"

During the day, I looked at about twenty people and felt that there were a lot of people. When I chatted, I felt very troubled, but at night in the deep mountains and old forests, I felt that there were very few people.

After eating, the group of people stood up and moved the tents that were originally scattered into a ball. Everyone felt safe after squeezing together.

"Are there any wolf here tonight?" someone asked worriedly.

"No." Fang Chi said.

"Is there any fox, or some little beast?" Zhang Lin hugged by the bonfire wrapped in her shawl.

"Don't worry," Fang Chi smiled, "I'm afraid of people and I won't come."

"Then you want a woman like me who is a delicate woman who has no boyfriend to accompany you at night," Zhang Lin pinched an orchid and pointed, "What should I do if I want to go to the bathroom?"

"You call another woman with a boyfriend," Fang Chi digs a small hole next to the fire and burys sweet potatoes without raising her head, "Just do it."

"Smart!" The group of people were all happy.

The night in the mountains is very quiet, with the cry of small insects, and from time to time, a few low songs of unknown birds. The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the trees gives the night an alternative quietness.

If you look up, you will see stars with silver lights all over the sky.

Because I had been struggling all day during the day, I wanted to play a small card with a small wine and chat with Xiaotian for a while, but I didn't last long.

Sun Wenqu was also very tired. When he was about to go back to the tent to sleep, he found Fang Chi was still sitting on the side and lowering his head to play a stand-alone game on his phone.

"You're not sleeping?" he asked in a low voice.

"After a moment," Fang Chi said, "You have to go to the bathroom to call me."

"Oh, I'm so vengeful." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Fang Chi didn't understand what he meant.

"I'll see you once, do you want to see you back?" Sun Wenqu couldn't stop laughing.

Fang Chi looked at him: "Then you jump around."

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu climbed into the tent and put himself in his sleeping bag while laughing, "I don't mind you watching."

Fang Chi ignored him and lowered his head to continue playing the game.

Sun Wenqu was very sleepy, but he was lying in the tent for a while but couldn't sleep anymore. He always felt uncomfortable. Finally, he took out mouthwash from his bag and crawled out of the tent.

Fang Chi was still playing games. When he saw him rinsing his mouth, he tweeted: "It's quite particular."

"Do you want it?" Sun Wenqu shook the bottle in his hand.

"No," Fang Chi took out the chewing gum bottle from his pocket and shook it, "I use this."

Sun Wenqu shrank back, and after two seconds, he wrapped his sleeping bag and poked his head out again: "Hey, I found a problem."

Fang Chi looked at him.

"Do you don't have a tent?" Sun Wenqu looked around and saw that all the people had already entered the tent and there was no free one.

"No," said Fang Chi, "I don't need that."

"Then how do you sleep?" Sun Wenqu was a little surprised.

"Sleep with a sleeping bag," said Fang Chi, "It's too tiring to carry a tent."

"…Oh." Sun Wenqu returned to the tent.

Still unable to sleep, he opened the small window on the tent and looked at the small night sky like a painting.

Fang Chi was the only one left outside. Sun Wenqu could see him from the crack of the tent and add some firewood to the bonfire, then put a moisture-proof cushion on it, put a sleeping bag on it and lay down comfortably.

Sun Wenqu smiled. A child who grew up in the wild in the mountains was indeed different from the people around him. It is often surprising that he has any characteristics.

Not long after, the surroundings began to become less quiet.

Snoring, smacking, teeth grinding, and sometimes one or two words of sleep. Sun Wenqu, who was already sleepy and unable to sleep as much as the sky, had no sleepiness.

After a moment of silence, he wanted to pee a little.

Climb out of the sleeping bag, then out of the tent, put on shoes, hesitated whether to call Fang Chi or find a place to urinate casually.

The injury on the leg was actually done, it no longer hurts, and it didn't feel much. Compared to the cut, the bumps on the body were even more uncomfortable.

He tried to walk a few steps, but before he could walk three meters away, the sleeping bag next to him sat up.

"Oh, you scared me." Sun Wenqu originally thought it was as scary as if it was three meters away. Another silkworm cocoon stood beside him, and he suddenly felt furred.

"Didn't you ask me to call me?" Fang Chi pulled out his sleeping bag and crawled out, walked to him and pulled his arm over his shoulder, "If you want to fall again, I really can't get you down tomorrow."

"Not that, my legs don't hurt now," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I just feel a little... I'm so cautious."

Fang Chi took out a flashlight and twisted it, bit it in his mouth, then hugged his arm around his waist, half carried and half mopped the floor for a few steps and pulled him behind a large stone next to him.

"Let's just go," Fang Chi said vaguely, as Sun Wenqu stood firmly, he put the flashlight on the stone, "Fight quickly."

There was no movement behind the stones at Sun Wenqu Station, Fang Chi looked at him: "Pit."

"Don't you look?" Sun Wenqu said.

"Are you sick?" Fang Chi suppressed his voice.

"If you don't watch, can you stand far?" Sun Wenqu was amused, "I'm very embarrassed to listen to the live broadcast."

"It's amazing," Fang Chi turned around and walked a few steps, "You still have time to feel embarrassed."

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything. It was the first time he had been so old that he was so focused on peeing, so he was afraid that something would pop up behind him if he was slower.

After tidying up his pants, he looked at Fang Chi. Fang Chi was looking up at the night sky with his back to him, looking very intoxicated.
Chapter completed!