I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

All he remembers is that the world has changed drastically. He felt like he had opened his third eye and saw another side of the world: UFOs flying in the sky, colorful little people floating everywhere in the air, big cats wearing flower hats running on the road, and bubbles popping.

Later, at the hospital, they induced vomiting and gave him injections. One injection forced his third eye to shut down, and he could no longer see the other side of the world.

As expected of a doctor, he is very experienced. The doctor said it was caused by eating Boletus luridus, and also advised that it is edible, but it must be cooked thoroughly.

Anyway, it wasn't a big problem. I ate some more Boletus edulis a few more times after that, and it didn't cause any major issues.

Moreover, Chen Shuo felt that if he ate the local mushrooms but didn't see the legendary little people jumping around, he might be a little disappointed.

But now that I've eaten mushrooms and seen those bouncy little people, I guess I've accomplished my goal.

The day before he left, Chen Shuo and the landlady exchanged WeChat messages and agreed that they would definitely stay here again next time they traveled to Guicheng.

I'll also bring my two kids and my elderly parents along, so they can experience the local scenery and try the local specialty, "Jian Shou Qing" (a type of herb), which is really delicious, even though it's said to bring bad luck.

We bought plane tickets for the next day. On our last night in Guicheng, after having one last meal cooked by the landlady, the night was still dark outside. The two of us went for a stroll on the folk street across the mountain. It was quite far, about ten kilometers away.

The mode of transportation was the landlady's scooter. The mountain road was difficult to travel, and it was nighttime, so it took more than an hour to get there.

Upon arrival, the place instantly became lively, bustling with people everywhere, as if we had suddenly returned to modern society.

The shops on both sides are all selling local souvenirs, as well as guesthouses or hotels, and then there are night market stalls.

They were glad they didn't stay at a hotel in Guicheng during their trip; otherwise, while it would have been lively, they would have definitely lost its tranquil charm.

After strolling around the folk street for a while and having some food, I bought some souvenirs before leaving, including two sets of local ethnic costumes, one large and one small. I gave the large one to my wife and took the small one home for my daughter.

Squeezing through the crowd and placing his purchases on the footrest of his electric scooter, Chen Shuo turned back and asked, "Are you going to bed early tonight?"

"What do you mean?"

"They're asking if you want to go to bed early. If not, you can put on that outfit..."

"I won't wear it." Bai Xiaoqi directly rejected his suggestion. This guy's head is full of these lewd thoughts all day long.

"Oh, never mind then. Besides, we have to catch a flight tomorrow, so let's go to bed early tonight. If we stay up too late, we won't be able to get up."

"I can get up."

"..."

Chen Shuo understood the blatant implication perfectly and subconsciously reached out to touch his kidneys. "I heard that Boletus lucidum is very nourishing. The proprietress has a bag of it. Let's go back and ask for some to take home and eat."

"Who told you that?" Bai Xiaoqi was very curious. She only knew that eating Boletus lucidum would ward off bad luck, but could it also nourish the body?

"It was my own idea."

Chapter 342 It's so delicious!

It took more than ten days to return to Yangcheng, which I hadn't seen for a long time. To be honest, I didn't feel it while we were having fun, but after getting off the plane, I really missed those two little brats.

But the two little rascals didn't seem to miss their parents much. They had a great time for the past ten days, being taken out by their grandparents every day, with all sorts of toys and snacks, and getting whatever they wanted.

"My father's father is called Grandpa, and my father's mother is called Grandma..."

Just as they were about to enter the residential area, Chen Shuo suddenly stopped and pointed to the kiddie rides at the supermarket entrance. "Hey, look, doesn't that kid look like our son?"

"Yes, it really does look like it."

Bai Xiaoqi looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a little boy riding a rocking horse at the entrance of the supermarket, rocking it with great effort.

Standing here, the boy's profile really does resemble mine, except he's a bit chubby.

Just then, a middle-aged woman with curly hair came out of the supermarket carrying a bottle of soy sauce, chatting and laughing with the shop owner.

“Honey, look, that woman looks just like Mom.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo looked over again and said, "It's not just similar, it is."

The weather was still a bit hot in early September. While Wu Yulan went out to buy soy sauce, Chen Qi'an insisted on going with her. He wanted to ride the rocking horse at the entrance of the supermarket.

The little guy has become addicted to riding this thing lately; he's practically worn out from riding it so much.

"Mom, when did you get your hair permed?"

"Just a couple of days ago..." Wu Yulan was still talking to the shop owner when she heard the question and answered subconsciously. The next second, she suddenly realized what was going on, stopped talking, turned her head to look, and asked in surprise, "Hey, when did you two get back?"

"We just got back too."

As he spoke, Chen Shuo picked up his son from the rocking horse and asked, "Did you miss your mom and dad?"

"miss you!"

His answer was crisp and clear, but Chen Qi'an's eyes lingered on the still-operating rocking horse, revealing a longing.

"You've gotten heavier." Chen Shuo lifted his son in his arms, then put him back on the rocking horse, and pinched his son's chubby cheeks. "Mom, what have you been feeding him? Look how fat he is."

“Where is he fat? He used to be too thin, but now he looks just right and healthy.”

"alright."

The children seem to be seen differently by their grandparents than by their parents. What the parents think is a little chubby, the grandparents think is just right and very healthy. What they think is a well-proportioned figure is actually thin.

And for some unknown reason, this thing seems to work all over the country. As long as grandparents help take care of the child for a while, the child will definitely gain weight when you look back.

This rule applies to both cats and dogs. If kittens and puppies are cared for by elders in the family, they will also gain weight.

........

In the past, one yuan could buy half a day's ride on the rocking horse. But with rising prices, it now costs five yuan. Before long, the five yuan is gone. Chen Qi'an is reluctant to leave and wants to ride it one more time.

"Mom will take you out to play another day. Let's go home now."

Bai Xiaoqi led her son, who kept turning back to look at her, as they walked towards the residential area. Chen Shuo glanced at them, then looked back at the rocking horse with the cartoon character, finding it hard to understand just how appealing it was.

After thinking for a while, Chen Shuo couldn't resist turning back to sit on it and experience the joy of being a little kid. But as soon as he sat down, the rocking horse under his crotch creaked and groaned, making a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

Startled, he quickly stood up. Luckily, he hadn't sat down properly, or the thing would definitely have collapsed.

The shop owner, leaning against the doorframe cracking sunflower seeds, couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene. After laughing enough, he said, "This isn't for you to sit on. Or do you want to get a new one for your Aunt Zhao?"

"No, I just sat on it to try it out. I don't understand what's so fun about it." Chen Shuo scratched his head awkwardly.

"Um, Aunt Zhao, I'll be going now."

"Well, let's go."

Back home, Chen Jian was sitting on the sofa teaching his granddaughter to recite ancient poems. Chen Qinghan, wearing this little dress, didn't look much fatter, just her face had become a bit rounder.

It seems that she already knows how to manage her figure at such a young age.

"The bright moonlight shines before my bed."

"The bright moonlight shines before my bed."

"It looks like frost on the ground."

"It looks like frost on the ground."

The grandfather and granddaughter shook their heads and repeated the poem as the old man spoke. Chen Qinghan didn't understand the meaning of the poem at her age, let alone the feelings of homesickness. She just followed along.

Upon seeing Chen Shuo and his wife return, Chen Qinghan's big eyes lit up. The old man adjusted his glasses and asked, "You're back?"

"Yes, I'm back."

"Come here, let Daddy give you a hug." Chen Shuo went over and picked up his daughter. "Are you reciting poems with Grandpa?"

"Ah."

Have you memorized it?

"I don't have this one yet, but I can memorize the others."

"What else is it? Recite it so Dad can hear it."

"Goose, goose, goose, with its neck curved towards the sky, it sings; its white feathers float on the green water, and its red webbed feet stir the clear waves."

"Great job!" After listening to his daughter recite the ancient poem in her sweet, childish voice, Chen Shuo kissed her soft little face as a reward, then turned to Chen Qi'an and asked, "What about Xiao Bao? Can Xiao Bao recite this poem?"

"I can."

"Then you should recite it and let your dad hear it too."

"Goose, goose, goose...goose, goose..."

Although Da Bao had just recited it once, Chen Qi'an couldn't remember the first three "goose"s when he uttered them. He stared at Da Bao for a long time, saying, "Dad, goose meat is delicious."

"..."

That poor kid.

As evening approached, Wu Yulan returned carrying the groceries she had bought, along with a large goose in her hand.

Hearing her eldest grandson say that goose meat was delicious, she went to the market to buy one, and it was still alive. The two siblings were incredibly curious. When they saw that the goose was tied up with rope and couldn't move, the two little ones finally mustered up the courage to go over and squatted down next to it, poking it with their hands from time to time.

"You two stay away, or the goose will peck your butts," Chen Shuo warned from the side.

"I'm not afraid."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo immediately bent down, picked up the goose, grabbed its neck, and thrust it in front of the two little kids. The siblings were so frightened that they hurriedly took several steps back.

"Weren't you afraid? Why are you two hiding?" Chen Shuo laughed when he saw this. The little brat was just being stubborn and didn't seem afraid at all.

Geese are notorious bullies in villages. Go back ten or twenty years, which kid living in the countryside could say he wasn't bullied by geese? Most of them were chased by geese and cried their eyes out.

Many people still have a psychological aversion to geese even after they grow up.

But Chen Shuo grew up in the city and didn't have the miserable experience of being chased by a goose, so he has no psychological trauma whatsoever.

Not only did he not have any psychological trauma, Chen Shuo even planned to handle the goose himself. With the passage of time, he was no longer the naive person he used to be. Now, when he slaughtered a goose, a chicken, or a rabbit at home, he would no longer hide behind Bai Xiaoqi and frown as he watched.

"Stand back, or you'll get splattered with blood."

The siblings, somewhat confused, backed away, their eyes wide open, wondering what Chen Shuo was going to do.

Chen Shuo ignored them and grabbed the goose by the neck. He first picked up the white wine next to him and poured several mouthfuls into the goose's mouth. This step was to open up the goose's pores so that it would be easier to pluck the feathers once it was thoroughly scalded.

Moreover, he didn't suffer when he passed away after drinking some alcohol, which was very humane.

After the goose had drunk its fill, Chen Shuo picked up the cleaver to kill it. The two little kids were still standing there watching, looking a bit dazed. Seeing this, Wu Yulan quickly called out, "Quick, come out with Grandma. Don't look at this, it's scary."

"Let them see if they want to, satisfy the kids' curiosity."

As he spoke, Chen Shuo positioned the goose head-down towards the bucket on the ground, then picked up a kitchen knife and slashed at the goose's neck.

As the goose cried out and kicked its legs, blood flowed out. The two little kids opened their eyes wide at the same time, then pouted and burst into tears.