Chapter 21 Poor thing! Salted duck eggs

At the bottom of the cliff, she stopped, but Zhou Sinian did not.

Mingdai looked at Zhou Sinian walking on the cliff as if it were flat ground, and suddenly felt a toothache.

This guy can't be climbing up and down cliffs all the time!

Although a straight line is the shortest distance between two points, it’s a test!

Bro, no one would do that in real life!

Zhou Sinian disappeared in a few whooshes, leaving the man and the car below, looking at the cliff and sighing.

Perhaps because no one had caught up for a long time, Zhou Sinian came down again.

They are really agile and more nimble than monkeys. Is this guy a mountain goat?

The man stared at her, then turned around and continued climbing.

He disappeared again after a while, and then came down to look for her.

This time he was obviously angry, his brows were wrinkled.

Ming Dai quickly explained: "I can't get in, and the car can't get in either."

Zhou Sinian looked at her and the car suspiciously, then looked at the cliff, as if to say: This isn't very high? Why can't I get up there?

Ming Dai's mouth twitched: "I'm small and short, and the car doesn't have legs, so I can't get in."

Zhou Sinian looked back and forth between the car and her, assessing them, and after a long while he revealed an expression of disdain.

Hey! Ming Dai was underestimated, so angry!

Zhou Sinian realized that these two people (in his eyes, cars were just like people) were just like everyone else, very weak and could only take detours.

So he turned around and took Mingdai along the path that the villagers often took to go up the mountain.

We met many people along the way, but they were one in front and one behind, dragging the flatbed cart with a rattling sound, and had no time to answer people's questions.

Fortunately, the villagers had already paved the way for chopping wood.

Soon they reached the foot of the mountain, and the road above was no longer suitable for pulling flatbed trucks.

Mingdai shouted at Zhou Sinian to stop, and under his impatient gaze, she took the axe, saw and rope for chopping wood and put the car where it would not be in the way.

There are only a few flatbed trucks in the entire Liujiawan, so there is no need to worry about people damaging them if they are placed here.

Holding tools, they climbed up along with Zhou Sinian.

On the way, some people marked out the area and started collecting firewood. The two did not stop until they reached a deeper part of the forest where there were not many people around. Only then did Mingdai call for a stop.

Looking at the messy branches and half-dried state around her, she nodded with satisfaction.

"No, I'll just collect firewood here."

Without waiting for his reaction, Mingdai put down her tools, picked up the axe, and found a fallen dead tree.

She spread her legs, held the axe tightly with both hands, and exerted force from her waist.

"ah!"

The axe was stuck in the wood and couldn't be pulled out.

Awkward!

Mingdai stuck her butt out and pulled it out. She exerted so much force that she fell on her butt. Fortunately, she pulled the axe out.

Then repeat:

"Ah!", squatting on the buttocks;

"Ah!", squatting on the buttocks;

Stuck in an embarrassing vicious circle.

After going back and forth several times, she finally pried a piece off.

Mingdai picked up a piece of wood on the ground and admired it with a sense of accomplishment.

Isn’t this the first step towards success?

"puff!"

Mingdai turned her head and Zhou Sinian was still looking at her expressionlessly.

Mingdai continued to work.

Every time she fell on her butt, there was a "puff" sound.

Ming Dai tried several times but failed to catch Zhou Sinian.

This guy is too sensitive!

But she didn't care. In her eyes, Zhou Sinian at this time did not have the behavioral and comprehension abilities of a human being, and she could just treat him as a small animal.

Our labor is glorious and not shameful.

After fighting with the axe for half an hour and collecting a blood bubble, Mingdai chose to give up.

What kind of wood are you chopping? Isn't it fragrant to pick firewood?

So she put her tools back and started collecting firewood nearby.

She was picking up the fruits with her butt sticking out. Zhou Sinian ran over to the dead tree she had just chopped down and sat upright, looking at Mingdai like a supervisor.

This scene happened to be seen by the big-mouthed aunt who was going up the mountain. She covered her mouth and jogged down the mountain.

He knew everything about Liujiawan, from top to bottom, inside and out.

The young educated youth was pitiful. He had to collect firewood by himself while the madman sat beside him to supervise him.

By the time the news reached Liu Dazhui, Mingdai had already been whipped by Zhou Sinian with a small whip, and the cotton wool on her body was falling off in clumps. She was so pitiful!

Ming Dai: I didn’t know I was so miserable.

Mingdai's body has been transformed, and although she still looks sickly, she is actually healthier than most people.

Of course, it is not as good as a seated humanoid weapon, but fortunately the physical strength is still good.

She worked for a while, then took a break when she got tired and continued working again. In the morning, she had picked up quite a pile.

Pull out the ropes and tie the firewood into piles, and then take it downstairs in the afternoon.

At noon, she planned to eat with Zhou Sinian on the mountain and not go down.

She clapped her hands, wiped the sweat off her face, sat down on the firewood pile, and took out her cross-body bag.

He first took out the kettle, poured out some water and washed his hands, then took out his teacup, poured some water and drank a few sips.

Although it’s cold, it really quenches your thirst!

Zhou Sinian, who had been sitting just now, appeared and stretched out his hand towards the kettle.

Mingdai brought some water to wash his hands.

Take out his teacup, pour half of it with water and hand it to him.

This was also given to him by Mingdai. Before that, he always used a cooking spoon to eat by looking at the pot.

Watching him gulp down the drink, it was obvious that he was thirsty, but he had been holding back.

"We're having lunch, so you take out the cornmeal cakes we had in the morning."

Zhou Sinian's eyes wandered but did not move.

Ming Dai directly exposed him: "It's in your arms, in the cloth bag I gave you."

After being exposed, Zhou Sinian took out the cake reluctantly.

Seeing him holding on tightly, Mingdai laughed angrily.

"This is my food, I made it, why don't you give it to me?"

Zhou Sinian frowned, thought for a while, and reluctantly let go of her hand.

Mingdai glared at him, took out a piece of money from inside, and stuffed the cloth bag back into his hand.

Zhou Sinian took it with surprise, quickly tied a knot to seal it, and stuffed it back.

Mingdai rolled her eyes: What a promise!

Ignoring the fact that he was covering his chest with his hands, looking as if he was afraid of the lecher, Mingdai smuggled out two more salted duck eggs in her cross-body bag.

Looking at the green-skinned duck eggs in Mingdai's hand, Zhou Sinian sniffed them, smelled nothing, and sat back on the dead tree with his arms around his chest.

Watching him carefully untie the bow, take out the cooled biscuits and eat them, I could feel his happiness all over my body.

The biscuits were cold but not hard. They were made with leavened dough and in the morning, so they tasted soft and sweet.

Mingdai took a bite of the biscuit and chewed it, and put the rest in the teacup.

Two green-skinned duck eggs were lightly touched and one of them cracked.

Mingdai pressed lightly along the crack, and the cracked mark slowly spread out.

Carefully peel off the shell to reveal a whole salted duck egg, perfect!

After taking a bite, the red duck egg yolk appeared and red oil dripped down. Mingdai quickly picked up the cornmeal cake in the jar and wiped it.

Whoosh, the foodie Zhou Sinian appears!

He looked at the salted duck eggs in Mingdai's hand with fiery eyes, wanting to eat them!

Ming Dai held up the fragrant salted duck eggs and asked, "Want to eat?"

Zhou Sinian followed the salted duck egg with his eyes.

"I want to eat obediently."

Zhou Sinian did not comment.

"If you want to eat, you have to listen to me."

Zhou Sinian frowned.

"I'll give you food only if you listen to me."

Zhou Sinian frowned and looked at her for a while, then turned around and sat back, chewing a biscuit with his back to her, obviously angry.

Oh, I’m used to you!

Ming Daisy was not in a hurry. She took a bite of the biscuit and chewed it. The salty flavor of the duck egg white and the crunchy texture of the duck egg yolk made it delicious!

Just when she was about to finish her cake, Zhou Sinian came back reluctantly.

Mingdai curled the corners of her mouth, peeled the duck egg shell and put it into his teacup.

Zhou Sinian stared at her movements, and when the salted duck eggs were put into the teacup, he immediately took them out and put them in his mouth.

Half a bite.

Looking at his frowning brows, Mingdai laughed out loud.

Lift up the biscuit and the salted duck egg, taking a big bite of the biscuit and a small bite of the salted duck egg.

Zhou Sinian learned how to do it quickly and finished the cake with the remaining half of the salted duck egg.

After a satisfying meal, he felt much better.

He folded the cloth bag himself, measured the pocket, and put it back gently.

Mingdai had finished her meal, so she took back her teacup and continued to work.