Chapter 147 Memorize it

They picked up a lot of wild fruits on the mountain, all kinds of them, red prickly rose fruits, round gooey santinas, and dark old crow's eyes.

    The little crow loved them, and while Mu Zi was picking them, he ate quite a few, but he preferred to carry them in his mouth and play with them than eat them.

    Crows like small objects with bright and shiny colors.

    Mu Zi also found a pomegranate tree, right now is the time of pomegranate ripening, a pomegranate red and full hanging in the branch tops, heavy.

    Mu Zi is not interested in eating pomegranates, but she fell in love with the fun of picking, picking down many large pomegranates, can not reach the Murong Cheng to pick, until the two bags all filled.

    To go down the mountain, Mu Zi only surprised that time has passed so fast, do not know, the sun has been west.

    She and Murong Cheng had been playing in the