After all, Ming Leyao wasn't very familiar with the two of them, so she just listened to her with a smile and didn't say anything.
Soon the class time was up, and Liu Qiu Shuang returned to the faculty office and continued to talk to Fang Sheng about this matter.
The morning passed quickly. After class at 11 o'clock, Ming Leyao walked home slowly.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw her mighty dog rushing towards her with a thunderous posture. When it reached her feet, it braked suddenly, turned over its belly, and lay on the ground skillfully, waiting for her to tease it.
"You..."
Ming Leyao smiled and scratched its belly, then let it play by itself.
The door of the main room was opened, and the door of the west room just opened, and Fu Wencheng's tall figure appeared at the door.
"You're back."
Hearing this, Ming Leyao felt like a wife waiting for her husband to get off work...
Quickly driving away the garbage in his mind, Ming Leyao responded with a smile.
"Well, does the wound still hurt?"
"It itches, but it doesn't hurt that much."
"I'll come and help you after dinner."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Ming Leyao raised her eyebrows and looked at the weak Fu Wencheng, her eyes revealing a look of "Are you okay?"
“.......”
What should I do if the girl I like questions me? Waiting online, very urgent!!!
"Ahem, I think I'm fine."
"No, you don't think it counts."
“….”
Fu Wencheng's wheat-colored face was a little pale, looking particularly delicate, with a pitiful look in his eyes, coupled with his handsome face...
Cough cough cough, it still has some lethality.
"Um...you should go back to your room and lie down. The wound is healing. It would be bad if you pull it again."
"good.."
Fu Wencheng, a legendary figure in the army, reluctantly went back to the room and became a useless person. He was a little uncomfortable for a while.
Ming Leyao didn't make lunch too complicated. She added potatoes to the corn rice to make it filling, and served it with some pickles. Considering that Fu Wencheng was not suitable to eat too much salt while recovering from his wounds, she steamed a bowl of eggs for him.
When Fu Wencheng saw the specially treated eggs in front of him, he stammered a few times, and finally said, "I will pay for it."
"Well, I'll ask you for it even if you don't give it to me."
Is it heartbreaking???
The meal was exceptionally quiet.
After dinner, Ming Leyao washed the dishes and changed Fu Wencheng's bandages. She found that all his wounds were scabby. She sprinkled medicine powder on him again, wrapped him with bandages, told him to have a good rest, and then went out with the dog.
This time, her destination was the back mountain.
And it’s deep in the mountains.
It is said that a person with great skills is bold. Ming Leyao not only wants to verify Gou Zi's ability, but also to review the results of her own efforts during this period.
The man and the dog ran to the middle of the mountain. No one had ever been here before, and there were more mountain products than at the foot of the mountain. She let the dog wander around by himself, took out a small hoe from the space and started picking.
As Ming Leyao was picking, she suddenly discovered that the dog, which had been noisy just now, had suddenly become quiet.
I stood up and looked around, but there was no sign of a dog.
"Dog? Dog???"
The clear sound echoed in the mountains and forests, and in the distance she could faintly hear the dog's response. From the tone, it seemed that the dog was content and at ease. There was no danger, so she felt relieved and continued to pick mountain products.
After half an hour, the sound of dogs barking suddenly came from the quiet forest. Ming Leyao stood up and looked towards the source of the sound, looking confused.
I saw a few pheasants jumping up and down, and the dog was patting this one and grabbing that one with its claws behind them. It felt like a scene of chaos and confusion.
Ming Leyao, who originally wanted to go over to help, just raised her foot and saw the dog looking up at her with a smug look, then suddenly exerted force and dived into the pile of pheasants, knocking down one, pressing one under his claws, and holding another in his mouth...
The dog's hair was messy in the wind, but at this moment in Ming Leyao's heart, this dog was synonymous with might and dominance.
"It's you who has to do it..."
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he applauded the dog insincerely.
There can’t be any more. If there are more, I’m afraid the dog will become proud.
Ming Leyao walked up to the dog, took out the rope and tied up the three pheasants. This time he was worried.
I am worried when there is no meat to eat, and I am even more worried when there is meat to eat.
How to eat so much meat?
You can't let her eat one pheasant and keep the rest, right?
The key point is that in this era, all the meat in the mountains is public property. If she dares to take it home to raise, she will probably be reported tomorrow.
After thinking for a few minutes, Ming Leyao untied the knot, threw two of the chickens into the space, and took the remaining chicken back to stew it in the evening.
It took faster to go down the mountain than to go up. Ming Leyao walked very fast and did not dare to stop at all, for fear of being a step late and bumping into someone on the road.
He returned home like a thief, rushed into the main room, closed the door, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong? What happened? Someone bullied you?"
Fu Wencheng had been looking out the window, and when he saw someone coming back, his steps were a little anxious. His heart skipped a beat, and he didn't bother to pretend. He ran out quickly and spoke a lot to Ming Leyao like a machine gun.
Ming Leyao felt warm in her heart at this undisguised concern, and at the same time, a hint of strangeness flashed through her mind, but she hid it so well that the anxious Fu Wencheng didn't notice it at all.
"Look, what did I catch today?"
Only then did Fu Wencheng see clearly the pheasants tied tightly in her backpack. He understood the reason for her anxiety and breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a smile on his lips, softening his hard features.
“You are awesome.”
His compliments were so direct and sincere that Ming Leyao couldn't help but blush.
"I'll make you some chicken soup tonight."
"Okay, I'll help you light the fire."
"Um.."
Ming Leyao's brain was a little tangled by that smile. She forgot about Fu Wen's injury and was focused on escaping from this blushing and heart-pounding place.
In the small courtyard, Ming Leyao set up two kitchens, one at the entrance to the main house, with a stove pit on each side, ready for heating the kang and cooking in winter.
The kitchen on the side was built later, and was used to store both vegetables and grain. It had a large stove with a big pot on it, and two clay stoves next to it for stewing.
Fu Wencheng sat in front of the stove and boiled a pot of water. Ming Leyao placed a slaughtered chicken and a large basin in front of him and asked him to pluck the feathers.
Then use the clay stove to start washing rice and cooking it.
After she washed, cut and put the vegetables she would need for the evening aside, Fu Wencheng also cleaned the chicken and handed it to her.
After Ming Leyao took it, she chopped the whole chicken in no time. She used half of it to make chicken soup and the other half to stew mushrooms and potatoes.
The two of them were like an old married couple. Ming Leyao didn't need to say anything. Fu Wencheng knew when to use a high heat and when to use a low heat.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the kitchen, creating a scene of peaceful and tranquil life.
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