"What are you standing there for? Pick them up," Xu Ying said.
A few people quickly ran to the wild chickens, each holding one in their hands, and happily walked toward Xu Ying.
Xu Jing felt that today was a good day; she and her cousin had come to the right place.
And that was not all; while they were descending the mountain, they filled their bags with mushrooms. There were so many wild chickens and wild chicken eggs that they had no place to put them.
In the end, she took some of the younger ones back first to drop off the items, while Xu Ying stayed on the mountain to keep watch.
To prevent these wild items from being discovered, after they left, Xu Ying put several into the space, leaving only two wild chickens by her feet.
She sat on a rock, bored and drooping her head, waiting for everyone to return.
"Umm," groaned Xu Ying, feeling some pain in her lower abdomen, quickly followed by a warm flow. Her face suddenly turned pale.