Feng Chen had just chopped the black tit meat into pieces and threw it into the pot when he heard Yan Bubu's singing.
“… The sunset glows on your smiling face, which is the only thing I miss when I am traveling far away… The evening breeze blows on my face, but it cannot blow away the slight sadness in my heart…”
As the singing got closer, a black lion with a bitter face appeared at the entrance of the cave, followed by Binunu who covered his ears.
Yan Bubu, who was singing, was tied tightly to the back of a black lion by a vine. His face was flushed, as if he was drunk.
"What happened?" Feng Chen asked in astonishment.
Binunu took a step forward and raised his little paw to Feng Chen.
Feng Chen spread out his hands, and a small piece of something that looked like the tip of a chopstick fell into his palm.
"What is this?" Feng Chen fiddled with the thing with his fingers.
Binunu held up another whole mushroom and handed it to him.
Feng Chen finally understood, and his expression became indescribable: "He ate a wild mushroom and became like this?"
Binunu nodded.
Feng Chen pried open Yan Bubu's eyelids to look, then untied the rope, carried him to the small hillside outside the cave, and dug his throat to induce vomiting.
"Go and bring me some water." Feng Chen instructed Binunu who was standing beside him, "I'll give him some water to wash out his stomach, and then get the medicine box from the luggage bag."
Binunu stood there without moving, and when Feng Chen looked over, he shook his head at him.
Feng Chen hesitated and asked, "Do you think he's okay?"
Binunu nodded.
"Are you sure?"
Normally, if Binunu was questioned like this by Feng Chen, he would definitely be furious, but now he did not lose his temper. He just frowned and nodded heavily to show that he was sure Yan Bubu was fine.
Feng Chen believed that Binunu must have a reason for being so sure, so he said to Black Lion, "Sasaka, go boil some more water. I'll give him more water."
Feng Chen carried Yan Bubu into the cave. Yan Bubu, who was originally singing, suddenly stopped singing and looked at him with a dazed look.
"...Brother, you are so handsome." Yan Bubu chuckled.
Feng Chen glanced at him and said: "Although he ate poisonous mushrooms, his aesthetic taste is still quite normal."
"Your nose is on your forehead now, and your mouth is crooked, but you still look pretty."
Feng Chen placed Yan Bubu on the blanket laid out in the cave and was about to get another blanket to cover him, but just as he turned around, his trouser leg was pulled.
"Brother, don't leave. Stay with me. There is a monster in this cave, and it is blowing wind into my ears."
Feng Chen said, "I'll go get you some water."
"Don't go..." Yan Bubu's eyes turned red with grievance, "Even though you look like a monster now, I don't want you to leave."
Feng Chen looked at his woolen trouser legs that had been stretched out of shape, and then at the pitiful Yan Bubu, so he had no choice but to sit down next to him and told Hei Shi to fetch some water.
Taking the water bottle from the black lion, Feng Chen fed it to Yan Bubu. Whether he was drinking water or lying down, Yan Bubu held his trouser legs tightly.
"The puppy woofs, the duck quacks, the lamb bleats, the rain gurgles..."
Yan Bubu began to sing a nursery rhyme. Feng Chen remembered the lyrics. When the Western Alliance opened a school on the Beehive Ship, the small class loved to sing this song.
“Flowers are blooming on the hillside, and a creek is flowing under the clouds. La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la…”