Before Wen Yanyu could speak, Jiang Wanrou spoke first. "I remember there used to be a patch of mushrooms up ahead. It rained these past two days, so there should be new ones now."
Jiang Wanrou offered him a way out.
Wen Yanyu brushed the man off with a couple of perfunctory remarks, then scurried over to Jiang Wanrou without paying Sang Huairen any more attention.
Carrying bamboo baskets, the two headed toward the spot ahead where there might be mushrooms.
Seeing this, Sang Yu turned to glance at Sang Huairen, who was still standing there, but hesitated for only a second.
"Xiao Yu, what are you standing there for? Come over." Jiang Wanrou called out, turning back to wave.
Sang Yu quickly caught up with the two ahead.
Just as Jiang Wanrou had said, there was indeed a large patch of wild mushrooms ahead. After the safety instructor checked them, they crouched down and began picking.
Quite a few mushrooms grew in scattered patches along the way.
They followed the route all the way to the end.
The sound of flowing water reached them.
Everyone stopped.
A river blocked their path. It was not wide, and the water was so clear that they could distinctly see the stones and sand on the bottom, but the current was particularly swift.
The vegetation across the river was clearly lusher than on their side. A few palm-sized oyster mushrooms grew beneath the trees on the opposite bank, and just one glance inexplicably made their hands itch to pick them.
Jiang Wanrou gauged the distance across the river, then tested the water temperature.
She decisively turned back.
"We've pretty much picked enough anyway. Let's head back."
After glancing at the river, Sang Yu and Wen Yanyu nodded at the same time, ready to