The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 428 - : 428 Seeking Wife 2 to Death
Chapter 428: 428 Seeking Wife 2 to Death
Translator: 549690339
A sharp pain on his right cheek, his face was rubbed by a stone, Xiao Yuchuan touched it and got blood on his hand. He furrowed his brows, “This is fun, I’m not handsome anymore, my wife will definitely dislike me…”
His whole body felt weak, without any strength.
He tried to get up several times but couldn’t.
He simply lay there for a while before using his crutch to slowly get up.
He struggled to walk up the mountain, trembling and swaying.
It felt like he had been walking for half his life, and when he looked up, he had only covered a small part of the uphill path.
Not knowing if it was from exhaustion or just a lack of strength, his legs gave way, and he fell again.
“For my dear wife not to be scared…” he gritted his teeth, “I’ll put everything into it!”
Su Qingyue arrived at the mountain top a bit earlier than Yuchuan. When she reached Hanging Neck Mountain, she felt that carrying the basket was inconvenient, so she removed the carrying pole and held the ropes of the two baskets in her hand.
Her figure moved nimbly through the pathless forest and weeds on the mountain.
The sun was scorching, and the light penetrated through the gaps of branches and leaves, forming speckled light spots on the ground.
Cicadas chirped from time to time on the trees.
For some reason, Su Qingyue always felt that this mountain was gloomy and not as sunny as other mountains.
A gust of wind blew, and the afternoon wind was actually chilly.
The ghostly wind blew in waves.
She had picked most of the mushrooms on this mountain some time ago, and the ones that were missed were already rotten.
She walked to the bayberry tree she discovered while picking mushrooms. The tree was full of red bayberries, all completely ripe.
Some had already fallen to the ground.
If she didn’t pick them now, the bayberries would become fully ripe and fall off naturally soon.
Su Qingyue put two baskets on a flat ground under the bayberry tree. The tree was neither tall nor short. She picked a red bayberry and put it in her mouth, which was so sour that her teeth nearly fell out.
Just like her third brother had said, wild bayberries, even when ripe, were sour and astringent, not delicious at all.
She tied a knot with the rope of one of the baskets and slung it diagonally across her body, picking all the reachable bayberries on the tree and then climbing up to pick more, throwing them in the basket as she went.
Soon, she had filled one basket.
Perhaps she had gotten used to doing heavy work these days, carrying a carrying pole weighing more than a hundred jin; the weight of a full basket of bayberries slung across her body was not tiring at all.
After putting the full basket back on the ground, she picked up the other empty basket and continued.
She filled the second basket, standing on the tree bark with her legs apart, one hand holding the tree, and looked down inadvertently to see a red shadow disappearing in a shady spot not far away.
Because she was looking against the light, she couldn’t see if the shadow was a person or a ghost.
“Damn! There couldn’t really be ghosts, right?” she muttered to herself. She climbed down the tree with the full basket of bayberries.
It had only been a little over an hour since she left home.
Even without doing anything, it was easy to sweat on a hot day, let alone climbing trees and picking two full baskets of bayberries.
She was drenched in sweat.
She sat down under the bayberry tree to rest.
There was still plenty of time before nightfall, so there was no hurry to go home.
Rumble! Rumble!
The clear sky suddenly echoed with thunder.
The air became stiflingly hot.
Out of nowhere, a drizzle began to fall.
“Damn! My bayberries!” she cried out in distress.
Bayberries on the tree that were not picked would be drenched in rain and dry off eventually..
