Huai Zi quickly replied, "Yeah! I'm coming. But it's strange. How did wood ear mushrooms suddenly grow here so well?" He continued to stare at the old tree roots as he spoke.
Hearing his words, He followed his gaze and was also quite surprised. Although these mushrooms could be found in the mountains, intentionally cultivating them was no easy task. Huai Zi tinkered with them every year, working himself to the bone, yet the harvest was always limited.
She leaned in for a closer look, muttering, "Could it be because of that basin of water I splashed the other day?"
Huai Zi hurriedly asked, "Mother, what water did you splash?"
