Chapter 134 Monkey Head

The distance is so close that each other can feel each other's breathing and heartbeat. Time seems to condense at this moment, with only stars in the sky, blinking playfully, peeking at this couple on earth.

The fat man's lips, the lips that were really close to the big braids for the first time, were only one line between each other, and he could already smell the fragrance on the red lips.

Taking a long breath, the fat man unswervingly printed his lips on it.

Aww—a low growl sounded slightly tender, but majestic enough. The sound was so familiar, whether it wasn't a little tiger's mighty or anyone else.

He lifted the tent and crawled out. The fat man looked at the black shadow not far away with his green eyes, like a real light bulb - alas, this damn light bulb.

"Weiwei--" Qiqi got out of the tent next to her and ran towards the light bulb. After the light bulb jumped a few times, it rolled into a ball with Xiao Qiqi, and was actually ridden underneath by Qiqi. Of course, this was Weiwei's intentional.

"I'll go back to sleep." The fat man muttered, it was so annoying that he finally caught a chance, but was destroyed by the little tiger in a very domineering way.

"Don't be so stingy." Big Braid comforted the fat man softly, looking at the pair of friends in the distance, her heart was filled with sweetness.

The fat man slowly got over. With his good eyesight, he saw Weiwei up close for the first time. The little tiger grew very fast, with a cute and silly little hand, and his teeth were flashing white, but he could not hurt the little girl at all.

Seeing the fat man, he started to roar a few times, and he obviously didn't catch a cold from the fat man. The fat man couldn't help but curse: "You tiger cub, you have no conscience. You are delicious and delicious at my house. You just say hello when you meet!"

Qiqi smiled and said, "Weiwei, you don't know the fat uncle anymore. It turns out that you like to tear his trouser legs the most. Come on, you guys are so hot."

"Okay, this little guy probably not only removes his pants, but also his belt and flesh will definitely be taken down together." The fat man waved his hands repeatedly, and he couldn't afford the little tiger's meeting gift.

After playing for a while, the fat man kept sleeping. Qiqi reluctantly entered the tent, but she didn't forget to pull her big braid. Because the tent was too crowded, Maomao asked her to accompany the fat man. Weiwei didn't leave, but just lay outside the tent like a loyal guard.

Look, it was amazing to ask the tiger to stand guard. Although the fat man was a little dissatisfied with Weiwei's sudden visit, he could finally have a good sleep. He put Maomao aside and then fell asleep.

The next morning, the fat man was woken up, and he heard the roar of eagles outside the tent, and it was very noisy. When he crawled out, he saw Haidongqing circling in the low altitude, and the little tiger was showing its might on the grass. Look at his spirit, no one would accept anyone.

Qiqi also came out of the tent, rubbed her big eyes and shouted, "Stop making trouble, it's all a family." After that, she ran to Weiwei and patted it on the head a few times, and Weiwei calmed down.

Xiaobai refused to come down and was still circling in the air, but he still didn't believe in the little tiger. It seemed that it was very self-aware and was the king in the air, but when it really came to the ground, even the fat man could catch it, let alone the little tiger.

After breakfast, the large army continued to set off, and there was another new member inside. Qiqi became even happier. He ran in the front with Weiwei, with the protection of a small tiger, and other wild animals had to retreat.

The fat man looked around and even used the tricks of searching a large scale, but he didn't find a tiger mother. It seemed that it was either not following or draped in the distance. It was the king of the jungle, and this was its world.

The journey became more pleasant as a result. At noon, a few people would have to rest, and there was no hurry anyway.

"Let's pick some wild vegetables first." The fat man pointed to a forest not far away. The fresh mushrooms have just come down this month, so it's good to cook some mushroom soup.

This forest is not small, most of which are broad-leaved trees, including old oak, oak, and yellow glass trees. There is a thick layer of dead leaves on the ground, the roots are covered with moss, and a layer of green. The gaps in the forest are mostly shrubs, hazelnut forests, and the tops (can be used to weave baskets).

The hazelnut forest is one or two meters high, very dense, and has already produced fruit, but it is not yet mature. Occasionally, you can see a few squirrels walking through it, and you are not very scared when you see fat people and the others.

The fat man looked down on the ground and found that there were many mushrooms, which had just emerged from the ground. After staying in Daqingshan for a year, the fat man also knew a little and learned to identify mushrooms.

The easiest way is to pick the mushrooms and see if there are maggots on the roots. If there are maggots, they will definitely not be poisonous. Just pinch the roots off. As for distinguishing color, smell, etc., it is not accurate.

When they saw the mushrooms, the big braids and Qiqi were excited. For girls, picking mushrooms and digging wild vegetables are what they are most willing to do.

The fat man taught them the key points, not to pick dog pee moss as mushrooms, and soon the two of them squatted on the ground to pick them up, carefully pulled out the big mushrooms and small mushrooms from the ground, and then put them in the small basket they brought.

Seeing the two girls picking seriously, the fat man hummed, "The little girl picking mushrooms is carrying a big bamboo basket" and then opened up another battlefield. This month is the time for hazel mushrooms to appear. The fat man yearns for such delicacies and wants to pick some of them with his own hands.

Listening to the fat man, a big man, singing nursery rhymes like nursery rhymes in a silly voice, the big braid couldn't help laughing.

The fat man enjoys himself and specializes in finding rotten tree roots. Unlike ordinary grass mushrooms, they grow in clusters and usually grow on dead tree roots and dead trees that rot on the ground. If you don’t find them, you will find a lot of them. And because they don’t touch the soil, there is no smell of earth at all.

By the way, hazel mushrooms are famous in the Northeast. The most famous "chicken stewed mushrooms" was originally referring to hazel mushrooms. Moreover, the chicks must be stupid chickens, so there was a saying that "when my son-in-law entered the door, the chicks were scared to death."

From afar, a cluster of yellow things broke into the fat man's vision. The fat man rushed over and saw a large circle of mushrooms growing on a lodged stump, one by one, like a small yellow umbrella, with shiny and adorable on the umbrella cover.

"Xiaoyu, Qiqi, come here, I found the hazel mushroom-" The fat man howled in his throat, and two little girls who picked mushrooms ran over happily.

Qiqi pinched the hazel mushrooms on the tree stump one by one, and sucked their noses a few times from time to time: "This tastes so fresh, it would be great if there were chicks."

"It depends on whether your little white is really capable." The fat man was a little greedy and started to tempt. He did not have the shooting skills of Wang Sanpao and Old Man Wu, so he could only hope for Hai Dongqing.

"Fat Uncle, go find it again, it's not enough." Qiqi was obviously confident and urged the fat man to develop a new position.

"I'm right--" The fat man shouted and began his journey of discovery again.

There are quite a lot of hazel mushrooms in this forest. In a short while, the small basket was full. The fat man waved his hand and said, "Chop it out first when you go back and eat it later."

Qiqi looked around with her big eyes and exclaimed: "White-"

"It won't run far, probably to play on the tree." The fat man raised his head and searched among the branches.

"Where is there, reveal your little head and hide your cat with me." Qiqi pointed to the branch in the distance, then ran over, and the little tiger followed behind happily: "Hey, it's not Maomao, Fat uncle, come over quickly and see what this is?"

"The little girl is just a fuss." The fat man muttered and walked over with the big braid.

I saw a white ball of hair growing on the root of a tree branch, about the same size as Qiqi's head, and there were dense soft hairs on it.

"Monkey Head!" The fat man couldn't help but exclaim, "Bear paw, flying dragon, forest frog, monkey head, these four are the most famous mountain delicacies. Of course, this monkey head is not the head of a real monkey, but a kind of monkey head mushroom, which is named after its shape like a monkey head.

Although it will take a year for a fat man to come to Daqingshan, it is really the first time he has seen a monkey head. Generally speaking, the number of monkey heads is relatively rare, and most of them grow on dead tree trunks of oak trees. The growth conditions are relatively strict, which makes things rare and precious.

"Monkey Head, I've eaten it. It's similar to the firewood pulp and it's not delicious." Qiqi pouted her little mouth, obviously thinking that the monkey head is a false reputation.

The fat man smiled and said, "The little girl is unaware. What you eat is artificially cultivated and planted with sawdust. It can be compared with this pure wild one. Let's get it down first."

Qiqi then became excited: "Fat Uncle, then you can climb up quickly."

When the fat man saw that the monkey's head was seven or eight meters high, his body would definitely not be able to withstand the branches. His eyes rolled and he quickly said, "Call Maomao up."

Thinking of Maomao's heroic figure picking pine towers back then, the fat man showed a smirk: There are two more monkeys this year, and the pine nuts will definitely have a great harvest, hehe...

"Maomao——" Qiqi shouted with a small voice, and Maomao came back with a handful of wild fruits, and the juice flowed out along the cracks of the claws. She ran to Qiqi, opened her palms, and gave the fruit to her.

After Qiqi picked up a big wild strawberry, he pointed to the monkey head on the tree and said to the monkey head in front of him: "Maomao, go and pick that one off, be careful, don't break it."

Maomao was really unambiguous. She climbed onto the tree after a few swishes, reached out to push the monkey's head, and the monkey's head fell from the sky. It turned out that this guy was used to picking pine towers, so he pushed it down directly.

Fortunately, the fat man stood under the tree, lifted up his clothes, and caught the monkey head as big as a bowl, so that he did not break it.

Holding the monkey's head in my hand, I saw that the hair on it was two or three centimeters, white and yellow, and fluffy. When I sucked my nose, I felt a faint fragrance, as if the breath of the whole mountain was condensed into it.

Qiqi also twitched her little nose: "It seems that the taste is really good. Fat uncle, let's eat this for noon."

"Don't be busy, let's look around and see if there is any." The fat man remembered the location of the tree, and then asked Qiqi and Dabizi to guard each side and search for the outside.

"Fat Uncle is too greedy, right?" Qiqi also felt that the fat man's approach was a bit too greedy. The monkey heads were so rare that they could not be found in them. How could they be seen everywhere like mushrooms?

"Hehe, I heard from your Sanpao Grandpa that the monkey head is also called the opposite face mushroom, and it usually grows in pairs, maybe there are still around." The fat man said his thoughts, and then suddenly laughed: "Don't say, there is really one!"
Chapter completed!