C13 On the road, I met a beautiful young man

"I can't tell." Under Fang Yizhi's stunned gaze, she continued. "However, I've eaten many different kinds of mushrooms in the past, so long as we pick the ones that I've eaten, it won't matter anymore."

"Yes, sister is right." Fang Yizhi nodded his head, then carried his basket and ran up the mountain. As he ran, he ran and hopped, reciting the poem Fang Ruxiu had given him from time to time