Chapter 22 Chapter 22 The Fairy in the Storybook

It hasn't rained these two days, and the weather is hot, so fewer people go up the mountain. But in fact, once you enter the forest, you're covered by the shade of the trees, and there's an occasional cool breeze blowing from nowhere, which is much cooler than outside.

Not long after entering the mountain, Zheng Jiamin rushed to Fu Mingze's side and whispered, "Yang Qingqing is behind you, why is she following you again?"

During this period, even a thick-skinned person like Zheng Jiamin noticed that Yang Qingqing used to only pay attention to Fu Mingze, but recently she would go to Fu Mingze whenever she had time, asking about his well-being. She would follow Fu Mingze wherever he went, but she didn't say anything and just went her own way, and Fu Mingze couldn't chase her away.

Now many people at the educated youth site think that Yang Qingqing and Fu Mingze may have some ambiguous relationship.

For example, the sour chicken Zhang Zhiqiang said, if Fu Mingze hadn't given Yang Qingqing some hints, why would a grown girl rush to stick to Fu Mingze, a poor guy?

Fu Mingze didn't look back at Yang Qingqing, but subconsciously glanced at Shen Moer.

Chen Moer looked back curiously, and indeed saw a figure far behind her. Thinking back to the time when she went to the commune, Yang Qingqing had intentionally or unintentionally asked why Fu Mingze went to the commune, and had secretly followed Fu Mingze. She couldn't help but ask, "Why does she always follow you?"

Before Fu Mingze could say anything, Zheng Jiamin rushed to Shen Moer's side again and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, following her all day long, it's getting worse!"

Fu Mingze glanced at Zheng Jiamin coldly, but Zheng Jiamin was totally unaware and was still dancing with joy, "People at the educated youth site are now saying behind their backs that they are dating. Hahaha, it makes me laugh to death. They don't even realize that our educated youth Fu has been walking a lot faster recently because of Yang Qingqing's pressure!"

Fu Mingze couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and dragged the man aside: "If you keep talking nonsense, don't go up the mountain."

Shen Moer couldn't help laughing when she thought about how Fu Mingze was forced to walk around Yang Qingqing every day, and even walked faster.

Fu Mingze frowned and watched them all swaying with laughter. Shen Moer's fair face, which had become red because she had not been to work for a while, was smiling with curved eyes, like a half moon in the night sky, bright and clear. Fu Mingze couldn't help but blushing and couldn't help but curling his lips secretly.

Fearing that Fu Zhiqing would feel uncomfortable, Shen Moer smiled for a while and said, "Then let's go faster."

She also didn't want to have such a person following her.

The original owner had often gone up the mountain before, and after following the old ladies a few times, Shen Moer was now quite familiar with the terrain of the back mountain. The three of them quickened their pace, and with Shen Moer's deliberate turns left and right, they soon left Yang Qingqing behind.

Shen Moer took Fu Mingze and Zheng Jiamin straight to Songshu Bay.

She went up the mountain for the meat this time, and she didn't know if there was any in other places. At least several rabbits ran away last time here, so maybe she would come across them again?

That’s right, Shen Moer still wanted to continue plucking the wool from that nest of rabbits silently.

Perhaps because the vegetation in this area was more lush and the soil was more moist, they had not seen many mushrooms along the way. But once they arrived here, they soon found a clump of mushrooms under the dead leaves. Nearby, there was also a patch of fresh wild vegetables.

Shen Moer handed the short hoe in her hand to Zheng Jiamin: “I’ll go take a look around.”

Zheng Jiamin's face was filled with disappointment: "Are you really here just to pick mushrooms?"

Fu Mingze wanted to remind Shen Moli to be careful, but when he saw her pick up a wooden stick that was at least 1.5 meters long from the ground and walk towards the place where there were dense firewood and grass, he realized that the girl was more familiar with the mountains and forests than he was.

Then he took out a short hoe from the bamboo basket and said to Zheng Jiamin, "Hurry up and work."

Zheng Jiamin was picking mushrooms out of boredom. From time to time, he turned back to look at Shen Moer and asked curiously, "Comrade Moer, what are you doing?" He used to call Shen Moer Comrade, or Comrade Shen, but now that he felt that he and Shen Moer had the experience of going up the mountain together and their relationship had become closer, he called her Comrade Moer.

Fu Mingze looked at him and suddenly felt a little regretful that he should not have brought this funny guy along.

He said calmly: "Comrade Shen Moer is Comrade Shen Moer, Comrade Shen is Comrade Shen, don't shout nonsense."

Zheng Jiamin said carelessly: "Calling Comrade Shen Moer or Comrade Shen sounds too formal."

Fu Mingze stared at him coldly. Zheng Jiamin's scalp was numb because of his stare. Suddenly, he made a zipper-like motion on his mouth: "I won't shout. Isn't it okay if I don't shout?"

He was busy picking mushrooms and digging wild vegetables, but soon he started looking around and asked Fu Mingze, "Why is Comrade Shen Moer going further and further away? Aren't there a lot of mushrooms and wild vegetables here? Let's go together after we finish picking this one, otherwise it will be dangerous for her to go alone."

Fu Mingze had actually been paying attention to that place. Hearing this, he said, "I guess she is looking for traces of hares."

After a pause, he looked at Zheng Jiamin with disdain and said, "Let's hurry up. Once we finish this area, we'll go over there."

After saying that, he ignored Zheng Jiamin and only moved his hands faster.

"What, she's looking for traces of hares?!" Zheng Jiamin's voice rose, "Could it be that Comrade Shen Moer can also catch rabbits?! Impossible, she looks like a little rabbit..."

This time, no matter what Zheng Jiamin muttered, Fu Mingze remained silent. Zheng Jiamin muttered for a while and suddenly became excited: "Yes, yes, let's finish this piece quickly and go over to take a look!" Then he finally shut up and started to work.

Fu Mingze glanced at him and sighed secretly.

Zheng Jiamin is a good person in all other aspects: he is simple, generous, and cheerful. His simplicity is especially precious. He basically believes whatever Fu Mingze says...The only thing is that he can be a bit noisy sometimes.

After more than ten minutes, all the mushrooms and wild vegetables in the area were picked up by the two of them.

Without Fu Mingze's call, Zheng Jiamin carried the bamboo basket on his back and walked quickly towards where Shen Moli was. Fu Mingze was a little slow because he was tidying up the bamboo basket. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Zheng Jiamin had already run a long way away. When Fu Mingze was halfway there, he heard Zheng Jiamin's excited scream.

Fu Mingze curled his lips, it seemed that he had really caught the hare, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

When Fu Mingze walked over, he saw Zheng Jiamin holding a pair of rabbit ears in one hand and laughing proudly: "Mingze, look, a big fat rabbit!"

He picked up the two dying rabbits kicking their short legs, and said without mercy: "Comrade Moer said that we should go to her house to help in the next few days. She will cook meat for us every day!" He was so excited that he mentioned Comrade Moer again as soon as he opened his mouth.

In addition to the two in Zheng Jiamin's hands, there was another rabbit at Shen Moer's feet.

Fu Mingze glanced at the rabbit, and his sight fell on the small bow in Shen Moer's hand. The bow looked very simple and new, and the wood of the bow arm seemed to have not been polished properly, and it looked a bit rough. In addition to the bow, she also had a few arrows made of bamboo. The arrowheads looked like they had been finely polished and were very sharp.

Fu Mingze guessed that she had hunted the hare today with this inconspicuous bow and arrow that looked like a child's toy.

Even though her method of catching the rabbit last time was cruder, more incredible, and looked more like a blind cat catching a dead mouse, Fu Mingze suddenly had a thought: "What kind of girl is this?"

Chen Moer rubbed the bamboo arrow in the soil for a few times, then pulled some grass leaves to wipe it clean. Just as she was about to put it back into the bamboo basket together with the bow, Zheng Jiamin suddenly shouted, "Comrade Chen Moer, can you lend me this bow to try?" It was obvious that he had seen Chen Moer hunt a rabbit and was itching to do something.

"Of course."

Shen Moer then handed over the bow and arrow.

Zheng Jiamin immediately put down the rabbit, took the bow and arrow, and happily went to try it.

As the saying goes, knowing is easier said than done. When Zheng Jiamin saw Shen Moer catch three rabbits so easily, he immediately felt that this task might not be as difficult as he had imagined. Shen Moer, a little girl, could do it, so he, a grown man, could do it even better.

But in fact, he wandered around with the bow and arrow for a long time, but he couldn't even see the shadow of the rabbit. Then, he couldn't wait any longer and tried it on the leaves. As a result, he didn't hit the leaves at all, and he was still two miles away from the leaves.

In the end, he could only regretfully face the reality that he really did not have this skill, and started mumbling mode again, praising Shen Moer from all angles.

Even Shen Moer couldn't help but secretly sigh that if this Zheng Zhiqing was born in Daliang Kyoto, he would probably become a celebrity among the dignitaries in Chengdu just by relying on his ability to flatter.

Fu Mingze picked up a few rabbits from the ground and put them into Shen Moer's bamboo basket, and covered them with mushrooms and wild vegetables he had picked. Then he exchanged his bamboo basket with Shen Moer's, carried the filled one on his back, and handed the empty bamboo basket to Shen Moer: "It's almost done, let's go."

Kicked Zheng Jiamin and said, "Let's go."

Zheng Jiamin brushed his trouser legs and muttered, "Why did I provoke him again?", then he carried the bamboo basket on his back and followed without knowing why.

The weather is hot and things cannot be kept. Three wild rabbits are enough for the next few days. Similarly, you don’t need to pick too many mushrooms and wild vegetables. Just enough for two or three days will be enough.

However, they still went to the bamboo forest again and dug up some bamboo shoots, which are very delicious whether stewed or stir-fried with meat.

When they were walking down the mountain, they met Yang Qingqing again.

Probably because they had thrown him off, he didn't dare to go deeper into the forest. Yang Qingqing sat on a rock beside the mountain path. When she saw them coming, she immediately called Fu Mingze in a soft voice: "Fu Zhiqing——"

Fu Mingze didn't even stop and was about to pass her. Yang Qingqing said quickly, "Fu Zhiqing, I accidentally sprained my foot and can't walk. We are from the same Zhiqing point. Can you help me?"

Looking at her, Shen Moer inexplicably recalled the fairies she had read in the old storybooks. It seemed to be like this, appearing in some inexplicable places, and then either losing something, or being separated from relatives, or being injured. They always made all kinds of excuses to seek help from those young and handsome scholars, and then after all kinds of twists and turns, they had a wonderful marriage.

She thought at that time that these goblins were quite smart, otherwise, why didn't they ask the old and ugly scholar for help?

Looking at Yang Qingqing now, she is quite similar to the goblins in the storybooks.

But Fu Mingze was not the kind of scholar who was gentle with women. He glanced at Yang Qingqing indifferently, paused for a moment, and then walked forward again.

Yang Qingqing was anxious: "I'm really injured and can't go down the mountain. It will definitely be dangerous for me to be alone in the mountains. You can't just stand by and watch me die, right?"

Zheng Jiamin asked out of curiosity: "Then how do you want us to help you?"

Yang Qingqing said confidently: "Just let Fu Zhiqing carry me down the mountain."

Fu Mingze ignored him and walked away quickly. Zheng Jiamin looked at Fu Mingze's back, then at Yang Qingqing. He felt that they were all educated youth, and it would be useless to ignore the injured person. So he said, "Fu Mingze will definitely not carry you. If it really can't be done, I will carry you down the mountain?"

In fact, when he said this, he looked at the mountain road and was not very sure. He was not very strong, and it was still a bit difficult for him to carry Yang Qingqing down the mountain.

Yang Qingqing immediately declined politely: "Zheng Zhiqing, thank you for your kindness, but I'm quite heavy. I'm afraid you can't carry me. If we fall on the mountain road again, it will be even more troublesome. Besides, you are a gay, so it's probably not appropriate for you to carry me down the mountain."

Would it be appropriate for Fu Zhiqing to carry you down the mountain?

Shen Moer narrowed her eyes and thought that Zheng Zhiqing was really pitiful. He had good intentions, but people thought he was just an old and ugly scholar. So she said, "Comrade Yang, I have been climbing mountains since I was a child, so I am quite strong. Can I carry you down?"

Yang Qingqing paused, forced a smile, and said, "Comrade Shen Moer, thank you too. No matter how strong female comrades are, they can't compare to male comrades. If you carry me on your back, I'm afraid I'll fall again later."

Well, gay men are not suitable, and lesbians are not strong enough. After all, the only suitable one is Fu Zhiqing.

Shen Moer raised her eyebrows and said to Zheng Jiamin, "Since we can't help, let's go." Then she left quickly.

Zheng Jiamin looked at this and that, said nothing, and followed.

Yang Qingqing couldn't believe that they really left like that, and immediately shouted: "How could you just leave like that? There are wild animals in the mountains, and there might be bad people. If you just leave like that, wouldn't you feel guilty if something happened to me? How can you be so indifferent, you..."

Chen Moer's voice came from the mountain road: "Yang Zhiqing, don't worry, this place is not far from the foot of the mountain, there will be no wild animals, if there are pheasants or rabbits jumping out, you can just find a way to catch them and take them back to replenish your body. By the way, I advise you not to shout, if you don't shout, no bad guys will target you in broad daylight, if you keep shouting like this, you can't say for sure..."

Yang Qingqing immediately fell silent.

When they turned a corner, Zheng Jiamin looked back and could no longer see Yang Qingqing. He couldn't help but ask, "Are we really just going to leave like this and not care about her?"

Shen Moer smiled and said, "Didn't you see Fu Zhiqing walking so fast? He must have gone back to the team to call for help."

Regardless of whether Yang Qingqing really fell or faked it, just assume that she really fell. Go to the village and tell the team leader, and ask him to arrange two women with stronger bodies and more power to go up the mountain and carry her, right?

Shen Moer's guess was correct. Fu Mingze went all the way down the mountain to find the team leader, and then the team leader arranged for two aunts to go up the mountain to help. As a result, the two aunts met Yang Qingqing who was limping down the mountain halfway.

Yang Qingqing did sprain her ankle, but it wasn't serious enough to prevent her from walking. After Shen Moer and the others left, she waited for a while, but when no one came back, she went down the mountain cursing.

When the two aunts saw this, they immediately frowned and spat, "Aren't you making fun of me?!"

After saying that, he turned and left.