Nothing else, there were just too many wolf heads, too thrilling.

Wen Ran was already calm and collected, too lazy to even lift her eyelids.

Walking to the side of the lead wolf, Wen Ran mumbled something, and the lead wolf indicated understanding, then led the pack to clear the way behind them.

However, Mrs. Xiao was somewhat used to this already.

She curiously asked, "Ranran, what did you just say to the Wolf King?"

What?

Wolf King?

The lead wolf’s ears twitched; it liked this title a lot.

It turned its head, silently remembering Mrs. Xiao’s face and scent, planning from now on to give her a bit of favor.

This two-legged creature speaks nicely!

Wen Ran didn’t notice all the thoughts going through the lead wolf’s mind; she just explained to Mrs. Xiao, "Weren’t we going up the mountain to pick mushrooms?

But the places with mushrooms have mostly been picked by our large group of people."

At this moment, regardless of their appearance, as long as the fungus grew and wasn’t poisonous, we had to take everything like a top predator.

"If we want to find good ones, we have to go deeper into the mountains.

For us to go, firstly, it’s not safe, and besides, we don’t know where the mushrooms grow.

Letting the wolf pack lead the way, they patrol their territory every day, surely they know where there are many good mushrooms, so we go directly there.

This way, we avoid wandering aimlessly around the mountain."

Sound reasoning.

Everyone cheerfully followed Wen Ran, though Gula was looking at Wen Ran differently.

He whispered to Xiao Chenyue, "She is a blessing bestowed upon the human world by the eternal heaven."

Xiao Chenyue nodded in agreement, "Although I feel that sometimes you speak and act mysteriously.

But I completely agree with what you said."

Gula: "...?"

Uncertain, it seemed like a compliment, yet also like an insult.

The places brought by the wolf pack, not to mention being rarely visited, there wasn’t even a human presence.

They walked for more than two hours, the further they walked, the denser the trees became.

But the mushrooms growing on the ground became increasingly strange in shape.

Moreover, she noticed these little things were getting prettier.

Wen Ran looked at these mushrooms, her eyes shining.

My goodness, if you eat these, you’re sure to lie flat and open a big feast.

But if used to make some anesthetic or trap, it couldn’t be more fitting.

"Oh my," Mrs. Xiao saw what Wen Ran picked, and was startled, "This thing is poisonous, can’t be eaten."

"Hmm?"

Wen Ran holding the pale blue mushroom, "Auntie, do you know what this thing is used for?"

"I know, a few years back, someone from our team mistakenly ate it, and after eating, they went mad."

Referring to that incident, Mrs. Xiao was still scared, "That family was originally honest and hardworking, had previously picked and dried some mushrooms.

When the cold winter came, they soaked the mushrooms to eat.

It was fine not eating them, but eating caused trouble."

Mrs. Xiao fell into reminiscence, "She seemed to completely lose the ability to perceive temperature, chirpering it was hot in the cold winter; it took a lot to control her.

The soap water made her throw up the mushrooms. Everyone thought she was almost better.

She started going mad again, ran outside, banged on the ice for three to five days, making a one-meter wide hole in the ice.

Everyone didn’t take it seriously at first, thinking as long as it didn’t poison her to death, what was wrong with banging the ice?

If she wanted to bang, let her bang. Better than going mad at home and breaking the important pots and pans."

Back then, families were poor, pots and pans were vital assets.

Breaking one, the heartache made you want to slap yourself hard on the face.

"Who knew, suddenly the poison acted up one day at home, she yelled about headache and heat, and even four or five strong men couldn’t hold her back.

She ran out and with a plop, jumped into the ice hole and never came back.

By spring, when they wanted to retrieve the body, they didn’t even know where it went."

This story was a bit heavy, Wen Ran looking at the poisonous mushroom in hand thought for a bit, but still kept it.

Mrs. Xiao: "..."

Good child, seems like whatever I said was nonsense?

"It’s okay," noticing Mrs. Xiao’s gaze, Wen Ran reassured, "I will put this thing aside separately."

"Alright."

Mrs. Xiao already decided firmly.

No way would she take any mushrooms from Wen Ran’s basket, who knows what might happen if eaten.

Wolves brought them to the place, standing idle was getting boring.

Under the lead wolf’s command, the pack scattered, soon capturing an old deer.

Seeing this, Wen Ran shamelessly approached, cutting a piece of leg with a dagger, "I’ll take this to eat."

Lead wolf: "..."

Cheeky one.

Trying these tricks with me.

Fine, eat, it wasn’t missing that mouthful anyway.

Actually, the lead wolf had always been curious about how Wen Ran was so feeble yet so strong.

Ate plenty but never gained weight.

Such little body, logically speaking, wouldn’t survive until the next spring, yet she did, and even thrived without a trace of illness.

In the lead wolf’s eyes, Wen Ran was indeed a remarkable two-legged.

Her life, truly resilient.

Of course, fighting wolves, she was ruthless, her hand rising, pressing on the wolf’s head, thumping decisively.

Wen Ran couldn’t know what the lead wolf was pondering, if she did she’d surely knock it a couple of times.

You little thing, acting tough, even gossiping about me.

Hmm?

Campfire up, venison roasting.

Everyone was happily enjoying themselves, until Xiao Chenye started speaking up.

"So," he sheepishly said, "I might have to go drive."

Mrs. Xiao: "..."

Watch me showcase the art of disappearing a smile.

"Seriously, do you have to mention such a downer while I’m happy?"

Wen Ran was used to it though.

Turning, she inquired, "When is it? And this time how long till you’re back?"

"Not sure yet, but I heard this time it’s southbound, I’ll see if I can bring back some rare things."

"Alright," South...

Wen Ran thought for a moment, "Bring back some delicious southern specialties."

Constantly eating pork with cabbage and vermicelli wasn’t a good thing.

Change it up sometimes.

Eating some sweet stuff, that’d be pretty nice.

"Oh, and," Wen Ran asked, "who is driving with you? How many?"

"Taking turns, there are four in this team."

Xiao Chenye pondered briefly, "Buddies with each other."

"Okay," Wen Ran nodded, "You’re married now, at least bring some wedding candies back, I’ll get you some pickles before you go, something for the road."

"Boohoo, okay."

Sure enough, having a wife after marriage makes a difference.