Chapter 333 Magical, Cold
Xiao's mother is not blind, how could she not see?

It's just strange that mushrooms would grow on this sycamore tree?

It clearly hadn't grown for so many years.

Could it be that... Xiao's mother turned around and looked at Xiao Xiao in confusion, and guessed, "Xiao Xiao, are you growing mushrooms?"

Xiao Xiao was stunned, and hesitated for a second between admitting and denying, then shook his head at Xiao's mother, "No, I don't know how to grow mushrooms."

He had no experience in growing shiitake mushrooms, so it was better not to get involved.

What if Xiao's mother asks him questions about mushroom cultivation later, wouldn't he be exposed immediately?

"I just discovered there's a mushroom growing here."

"That's it."

Xiao's mother squatted down, got closer to the mushrooms and took a closer look, and was very close to the mushroom man.

The fungus man was obviously frightened, but he didn't dare to make any big moves.

Instead, he moved back carefully and slowly.

From time to time, he looked up at Xiao's mother, with an anxious look as if facing a great enemy. It seemed that if he found any sign of something wrong, he would run away.

Xiao Xiao was speechless and amused by what he saw.

……

“Did this sycamore tree really grow on its own?”

"Amazing."

Xiao's mother looked surprised, with excitement in her eyes.

"But it looks a little shriveled?"

"Is it because it hasn't rained recently?"

Under the extremely horrified gaze of the mushroom man, Xiao's mother stretched out her finger and touched the edge of the mushroom.

"He's quite big."

This mushroom is a lot bigger than any other one Xiao's mother had seen before, and it's growing very well.

I wonder what it tastes like?
The fungus man trembled under the gaze of Xiao's mother towards the food, and looked at Xiao Xiao for help.

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips to suppress the smile rising in his throat, and after clearing his throat a few times, he slowly spoke, "Mom, can we keep this mushroom instead of picking it?"

"Because there is only one. If other mushrooms grow later, we can pick them then."

"Too."

Since Xiao Xiao said so, Xiao's mother would naturally not refute her son's opinion, and, "It took a hundred years for this phoenix tree to grow a mushroom, so it should be kept."

“Who knows if it will grow back later?”

"This is a good sign."

Xiao's mother is not superstitious, but the appearance of this mushroom is indeed magical.

It grows on the trunk of a century-old phoenix tree, so it feels a bit unusual no matter how you think about it.

Just now, she didn't think about it and wanted to eat it. Now that she has come to her senses, Xiao's mother will not touch it even without Xiao Xiao telling her.

This is a good omen that requires good care.

Mother Xiao's eyes sparkled, and she murmured, "I'm going to give it some water."

As she said this, Xiao's mother was about to get up to get some water.

……

Although the development of things was somewhat unexpected, the result was not much different.

As long as this mushroom can stay safely on the tree, it will be fine.

"Mom." Seeing Xiao's mother turning around and looking impatient to fetch water, Xiao Xiao was no longer annoying even though he felt a little helpless.

"Mom, I'm going back to school."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Mother Xiao waved her hand and quickly turned back into the house.

Xiao Xiao: ...

"Ha~"

Xiao Xiao still couldn't help laughing. He squatted down and said to the fungus man, "Now you can live here without worry."

"My mother already regards you as a good omen."

"I will never pick your mushrooms again."

"Cuckoo~"

The mushroom man stood on the cap of the shiitake mushroom, bowed solemnly to Xiao Xiao, and did not stand up for a long time.

The voice was childish but sharp and trembling slightly.

It was really grateful to the human in front of it, who saved it and found a new habitat for it.

……

Xiao Xiao accepted the fungus man's bow, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, outlining a faint but warm smile.

He stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against the fungus man's forehead, lifting its head up.

"Okay, you can stay here now."

"If you need help, you can ask for a pigeon or a baby spoon."

"I'm leaving."

"Goodbye."

"Cuckoo~"

……

Until Xiao Xiao's back disappeared behind the half-closed door, the fungus man kept standing on tiptoe and staring in the direction Xiao Xiao left, his little hands still waving tirelessly.

It was not until Xiao's mother brought a watering can and sprinkled water on the mushrooms that her actions were interrupted and her attention was called back.

The fungus man who suddenly became a "drowned chicken" was not annoyed at all. Instead, he looked up happily to absorb the cool and moist water.

Well, very comfortable.

For some reason, the fungus man didn't seem as afraid of Xiao's mother as before.

Sure enough, Lord Xiao Xiao’s mother is also a good person.

The fungus man is indeed thirsty.

This water really solved its urgent problem.

Fungi love to drink water.

.......
The mushroom man was in a good mood, and even the mushrooms under his feet looked a little moisturized.

This made Xiao's mother marvel at it, and she became more determined to take good care of the mushroom.

……

Xiao Xiao and his group returned to school just in time for the afternoon class.

It's almost the end of November, and the weather in Yanjing is getting colder day by day.

The cold wind was blowing, making a rustling sound against the window glass.

The sky is boundless, with large areas of gray-blue spreading out wantonly. The branches reaching into the sky are bare, yet vigorous and ancient, without a trace of decadence.

Through the window, Xiao Xiao saw an exceptionally lofty and cold picture.

Clean and clear lines, without a trace of drag and hesitation, outline the unique charm of late autumn and early winter.

……

Xiao Xiao supported his jaw with one hand and looked out the window with his side profile.

He found the chilly scenery at this time quite pleasing to the eye.

……

After class, the cold wind blowing towards me as I walked out of the teaching building made me shiver all over.

The students, grimacing in the cold, couldn't help but recall the previous "misery".

Although it was crowded, at least it was warm.

……

"Ha~"

Zhuge Yun took a breath and said, "I'm freezing to death."

"Well."

Zhao Lu, who had wrapped himself tightly in a scarf, made vague responses.

"Leave quickly."

Zhang Bo took the lead and strode forward.

By today, Zhang Bo couldn't take it anymore.

The chill of the cold wind seeped into the cracks between people's bones through the tiny gaps and spread wildly, making people's limbs feel stiff as if they were bound by a thin layer of ice.

"Ah."

Zhuge Yun and Zhao Luzheng followed Zhang Bo and walked quickly towards the cafeteria.

Xiao Xiao followed behind a few people leisurely. His steps seemed slow, even a bit languid and dragging, but he was always following behind Zhang Bo and the others not too far away.

The distance between them did not shorten at all.

The students around were in a hurry, and the biting cold wind made their eyes half-closed. They had no extra energy to pay attention to such an indifferent person, let alone notice the other party's unusual behavior.

(End of this chapter)