Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 88

Yang Jiayin, who treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor, lay in the grass for half an hour in a daze before the swarm of hornets gradually dispersed and returned the same way.

Even though the wasps had dispersed, she still didn't dare to be careless, and continued to lie down in the grass for almost half an hour, until her hands and feet were already stiff, and she stretched out her hand and waved it above her head with difficulty. out.

After a difficult escape, Yang Jiayin's hair was disheveled, her ears and cheeks were red and swollen, her face and hands were all muddy, and her clothes were torn by thorns. She was like a beggar, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. pant.

Her entire body had collapsed, and she couldn't even lift herself up.

While fleeing for their lives in a hurry, the basket and stick were lost at some point.

After carefully identifying the position of the sun through the dense leaves above the head, it was almost noon.

But this morning, not to mention any valuable herbs, I almost lost my life!
After a while of fear, thinking of Li Jinyang, Yang Jiayin decided to go back only after gathering herbs.

But without the back basket, where are the herbs?

Besides, the sickle and the small self-defense weapon she made are still in the back basket. She has to go back to find the back basket and the sickle before she can continue to move forward in this dangerous deep forest, otherwise she will be helpless if she encounters any difficulties.

It's just... If you go back like this, and encounter those swarms of killer bees or black snakes again, how will you protect yourself?

After a tough ideological struggle, Yang Jiayin decided to go back and find the basket and sickle.

Looking around, she pulled up a weed from the ground, chewed it in her mouth, and put it on her ear, let's sterilize it for now.

Fortunately, God favored her this time. In her anxious mood, not only did she not encounter the killer bees, but she saw her basket lying in the grass and the sickle not far away after walking too far.

Yang Jiayin still didn't dare to be careless, picked up a stone and threw it towards the position of the pannier. After seeing nothing unusual, she ran to pick up the pannier and the sickle.

But when she turned around, the slippery moss on the road made her slip, and she slipped down with the basket on her back.

Yang Jiayin couldn't make a sound even if she wanted to scream, so she had to keep grabbing the weeds and tree stumps passing by her with her hands, hoping to use her strength to stop her sliding body.

However, it is not very useful.

In a moment, she had fallen about ten meters away and was blocked by a big tree.

When her body touched the tree trunk, Yang Jiayin ignored the sharp pain in her waist that seemed to be broken, and raised her head to look at the top of the tree trunk in fear. After seeing no hornet's nest and the terrifying sound of flapping wings, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The experience just now left a psychological shadow on her!
Right now, her whole body is in severe pain, and it is very difficult to stand up. If she encounters a hornet again, she may not be able to escape.

"Fate is too rough..."

Yang Jiayin lay on the ground, while reaching for the basket and sickle that fell not far away, she sighed in grief.

As the saying goes, when God closes a door, he will definitely open a window for you.

Before Yang Jiayin could finish lamenting, she saw her eyes lit up with excitement and hope, and then she didn't care to pick up the back basket and sickle, and she crawled forward with all her strength.

(End of this chapter)