My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 110 Danger in Nanshan

The next day, Shen Yu gave Yang Fenglan a cold shoulder.

He seemed unhappy that she had concealed the fact that she had sold "two taels" of silver.

Yang Fenglan pretended not to know and remained amiable.

It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink.

Zhou Jingyi got up early and fetched two buckets of water. When he returned, Shen Yu was not at home. He said she had gone to do laundry.

Yang Fenglan chuckled, "Alright, I'm going into the mountains. Tell her when she comes back."

"Mother, why do you go into the mountains every day?" Zhou Jingyi propped himself up and sat up, gently moving his legs.

His leg is recovering better and better.

"Where can we find food if we don't go into the mountains?"

"Mother, it's all my fault. I've dragged you down."

"Don't say discouraging things. Focus on recovering from your injury. You can repay me when you're healed."

Yang Fenglan wrapped her sleeves with a strip of cloth and was about to go out when she suddenly remembered something. "I'm asking you, do you often go hunting in Nanshan?"

"I've been there. Didn't you tell me not to go to Nanshan? Why are you suddenly asking this?" Zhou Jingyi asked, puzzled.

"I was just asking. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Oh, Mother, be careful."

"Mm." Yang Fenglan smiled.

The son who doesn't mention the Zhou family or speak up for them is quite adorable.

Yang Fenglan's goal was Nanshan. Besides finding some of the mountain produce she had previously acquired, she also wanted to find a suitable place to escape the famine, one that was at least secluded enough and had a water source.

For several days in a row, I traveled to all the peaks surrounding Nanshan.

We didn't encounter any danger, but we found some more dendrobium and stocked up on some pickled vegetables and dried vegetables.

Yang Fenglan thought to herself: People in ancient times were so timid, always following the crowd, and missed out on so many good things.

The wind was strong that day, rustling the leaves overhead.

The tranquil woods became restless.

Yang Fenglan walked alone through the bushes, feeling a sense of fear. As she walked, she chatted with Long Aotian intermittently.

"Master, there's something good ahead!" Long Aotian suddenly shouted.

"What is it?"

[Delicious food can be quite valuable.]

"Let's go!" Yang Fenglan followed the direction Long Aotian pointed and walked forward along the mountainside.

A humming sound came from the woods.

Yang Fenglan paused, a bad feeling welling up inside her.

She was all too familiar with that humming sound.

It's a pig.

It must be a wild boar to be able to move through the woods.

Wild boars are omnivores, and a large wild boar can be as strong as four or five adult men.

Yang Fenglan was drenched in sweat. "Damn it! You dog Aotian, you don't want to live anymore!"

Just tell me, isn't it a treasure?

"If I die on this mountain, you'll be trapped here too, never to see the light of day!" Yang Fenglan cursed as she turned and ran.

Long Aotian fell silent.

Now, it's in the same boat as the unlucky guy.

[Master, run! The wild boar is speeding up!]

"Grass!"

Yang Fenglan also heard the rustling sound of the grass and trees behind her growing more and more intense.

If it were a speed contest, she couldn't outrun that wild boar even with ten legs.

Yang Fenglan glanced at the big tree beside her.

Climbing trees was something she was good at when she was a child. After she grew up and moved to the city, her physical abilities couldn't compare to those of the older generation or the younger ones.

But today, all I think about is surviving.

She had no idea how she climbed up that two-meter-high tree trunk.

The wild boar howled as it ran, as if something far more terrifying was chasing it from behind.

Yang Fenglan looked behind the wild boar and saw a bare-armed man holding a large bow, leaping up a big tree like a monkey.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

The arrow made a buzzing sound as it left the bowstring, and flew out with a "whoosh," hitting the wild boar squarely in the rump.

Yang Fenglan then discovered that the wild boar's rump had already been pierced by several arrows.

With that, it can still run?

The man jumped down from the tree and swung his long legs to chase after the wild boar.

"Don't get down!"

Yang Fenglan: ?

Talk to me?