Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 142 Hallucinogenic Fungi

They drove the car into the village. The mountain road was not easy to drive on. Fortunately, Wei Xifeng had the foresight to drive an off-road vehicle with a high chassis and large tires. Otherwise, they would have had to drive on the mountain road and might not have arrived before dark.

The car traversed mountains and valleys, rolling over potholes and muddy roads, finally arriving at its destination before sunset.

After getting off the bus, Jiang Liwu tilted her head back, put her hands on her hips, and tried to take a few breaths of fresh air. The bumpy ride had made her feel like throwing up.

They arrived in two cars, and Fu Siyue and Wei Xifeng parked their cars.

You have to walk along a winding path that's only wide enough for pedestrians and bicycles.

Mr. Zhu, who was in charge of receiving them, had been notified in advance. When he saw them, he immediately led his wife to greet them warmly.

The place they were going to stay had been cleaned and was tidy. The bedding had been changed. Since it was a guesthouse, it couldn't compare to a high-end hotel, but it was very cozy and had the feel of home.

Boss Zhu's family raises chickens and ducks, as well as two dogs, one yellow and one black, with short hair and visible muscle curves, very authentically rustic.

Inevitably, there will be chicken and duck droppings in the yard, the environment will smell a bit like dogs, and other things will be mixed together.

Considering Yan Wenyu's mysophobia, Jiang Liwu paid extra attention to him along the way. Seeing that he was adapting well and showed no signs of having an attack, Jiang Liwu was slightly relieved.

It seems that his obsessive-compulsive disorder is more related to strange women who want to get close to him.

But when Boss Zhu wanted to take them to the pigsty to see the wild boars, Jiang Liwu still held Yan Wenyu's hand, her nervousness and concern conveyed through the warmth of her palm.

Yan Wenyu felt a warmth in his heart, knowing what Jiang Liwu was worried about. "Stepmother, don't worry about me. My condition is improving. Going to the pigsty is fine. I still want to go hunting in the mountains with you."

Before Jiang Liwu and his group arrived, the owner had specially washed the pigsty, but it still smelled a bit strong.

"These gray and black ones are the wild boars we caught in the mountains this year. Wild boars are very different from domesticated pigs. They will attack and try to eat domesticated pigs, so we can't keep them together. Wild boars have longer hair, either solid-colored or patterned, and sharper teeth. Male boars have long tusks on their faces. They are very powerful attackers. These wild boars are very fast and have strong muscles. When they charge, even a small wild boar can take down an adult, let alone an adult boar."

As they spoke, the wild boars in the pen suddenly charged at them upon seeing their figures, savagely and forcefully slamming into them with piercing grunts. The iron bars specially erected for them seemed to dent slightly, while the wild boars merely shook their dizzy heads.

The outermost layer is a thick cement wall as the last line of defense.

"So when you go up the mountain to hunt wild boar tomorrow, you must use tools to help you. Military knife, hunting trap, wire mesh, bow and arrow, snares, anything will do. Except for poison, because poisoned wild boar meat is inedible and troublesome to process. Anesthetics are also not good, as they will cause dizziness, nausea and vomiting in people, and in severe cases, they can also cause poisoning."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zaiyan abandoned his thoughts of using poison. He secretly played with a small dagger, which was not quite a dagger but more like a scalpel. It was sharp and slender, reflecting a cold silver light, and could easily cut through flesh and pierce bone.

"It's best to wear protective clothing. These wild boars are very ferocious, so you must ensure your safety." These people are all of high status and position, and Boss Zhu is afraid that something might happen to them, so he couldn't help but give them more instructions, even though he had said it many times in previous years.

Evening soon arrived, and the first glimpse of the moon and the scattered stars could be seen.

The village has many stars at night. When the sky is completely dark, the stars are as beautiful as a dazzling Milky Way, making people forget all their troubles. All they want to do is move a chair to the yard, put their hands behind their heads, and quietly admire the view.

Jiang Liwu and his group had been traveling for most of the day without eating much, mainly because they hadn't had much of an appetite, whether on the speedboat or in the car. The landlady cooked several of her signature dishes: braised fish, beer-braised duck, hot and sour taro shreds, stir-fried green peppers with pork, dry pot spicy shrimp, and a pot of pork soup.

Unfortunately, Jiang Liwu couldn't eat beer and braised duck, mainly because she couldn't hold her liquor very well.

But looking at the steaming, rich, and fragrant beer duck, Jiang Liwu couldn't resist reaching for her chopsticks. When her older siblings tried to dissuade her, she had her own excuse while drooling, "It's okay, the alcohol flavor is very diluted, it's not like I'm drinking alcohol directly, I'll just have one piece."

The proprietress also said, "Yes, it only has a slight smell of alcohol, it won't make you drunk, and people who can't hold their liquor can eat it without worry."

The children had no choice but to indulge Jiang Liwu, and as a result, what Jiang Liwu said about eating one piece turned into one piece after another.

Boss Zhu served another dish, "You must try this. This wild mushroom is the most popular dish here besides wild boar meat."

"Don't let its vegetarian nature fool you, it tastes much better than meat dishes."

Jiang Liwu nodded, her bright, dark eyes filled with eager anticipation. When she saw the wild mushrooms, she hesitated slightly. "Boss, these mushrooms are a little poisonous and can cause hallucinations." It's not serious, though; a good night's sleep will do the trick.

Mr. Zhu was surprised and said repeatedly, "No poison, no poison. We've been eating this for decades. If it's poisonous, it's probably because it wasn't cooked thoroughly." To prove he wasn't lying, Mr. Zhu picked up several large pieces of food with his chopsticks and ate them, enjoying them immensely with a look of pure delight on his face.

Jiang Liwu didn't hesitate any longer. In the apocalypse, you might not even be able to eat wild grass, let alone mushrooms.

The moment Jiang Liwu took a bite, a look of amazement appeared in her eyes. Just as Boss Zhu had said, the taste was even better than meat and vegetables. It was tender and smooth, fresh and fragrant, crisp and juicy, simply wonderful.

Mr. Zhu's desire to share his feelings was tinged with an urgent need for validation: "How was it?"

Jiang Liwu gave it a thumbs up, saying, "It's especially delicious."

Jiang Liwu added an extra bowl of rice after mixing the mushrooms.

In the stillness of the night, it seemed as if someone had moved in. You could faintly hear Boss Zhu's hospitable voice, but the clearest sound was the barking of the dog. Perhaps the unfamiliar face made the dog a little wary and fearful, but as different guests came more often, the dog got used to it, so it stopped barking after a couple of times, especially since the dog was tired and needed to sleep at such a late hour.

The houses here are not soundproof, giving them a spacious, basement-like feel. You can hear the chirping of insects and birds while you sleep. The area is surrounded by mountains, and if you shout into the distance, the echo will reverberate for a long time.

Soon after the people arrived and settled in, some of the nearby noises also subsided.

But Jiang Liwu, who was asleep, opened her eyes...