In the next few days, Yun Zheng and Jia Yao lived a fulfilling life.
The river was full of fish and they harvested grayling every day.
Without having to worry about food, Yun Zheng also had more time to learn the barbarian language.
In between learning the barbarian language, Yun Zheng still made self-defense weapons for him and Jia Yao.
The cow tendon that strings the iron plates on the armor is the best bowstring.
The iron pieces taken from the armor were polished and trimmed to become arrowheads.
The tail feathers of the arrow can be replaced by leaves.
Yun Zheng tied the dagger to a wooden stick to make a simple spear.
Although Jia Yao felt that there were no ferocious beasts here, it was still good to have weapons to protect oneself.
At least, if they encounter emergencies, they have the power to resist.
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...
As time passed, the ferocious beasts did not show up, and Yun Zheng and Jia Yao's injuries were getting better.
Jiayao's injured right hand can now move, but he still cannot exert force.
The wound on her shoulder that she had cut began to heal.
Yun Zheng's leg injury also began to recover. Although he was still limping, as long as it began to recover, it was a good thing for Yun Zheng.
In the morning, Yun Zheng had just run away to take a dump and came back when he saw Jia Yao squatting next to the shelter digging a hole.
"What are you doing?"
Yun Zheng walked towards Jia Yao with his crutch and asked curiously.
“Plant flowers!”
Jia Yao pointed to the two flowers beside him and said, "I just saw these two flowers and thought they were beautiful, so I brought them back and planted them here! This way, we can see these flowers while lying inside."
Plant...flowers?
Yun Zheng looked at Jia Yao, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Is she still planting flowers here?
She wouldn't really treat this place as her home, would she?
They should be leaving here soon, why are they still planting flowers!
Yun Zheng smiled and asked again: "Is this an orchid?"
The flower is bright red and its shape is a bit like an orchid, but its leaves are completely different from those of an orchid.
Moreover, the flowers were much larger than the orchids Yun Zheng knew.
“I don’t know him either!”
Jia Yao smiled sweetly, "I just think this flower is very beautiful."
Is that so?
"You are a typical example of a ruthless person destroying a flower."
Yun Zheng joked, "This flower is obviously growing well somewhere else, but you insisted on transplanting it here. Aren't you afraid that it will die?"
Jia Yao tilted his head and thought about it, then frowned and said, "It seems to make some sense! But, I have already dug it out!"
"Then we can only plant it!"
Yun Zheng shrugged and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to help you plant it?"
"Is it convenient for you?"
Jia Yao pointed at Yun Zheng’s leg.
"What's so inconvenient about this?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said, "I'll just sit on the ground. My clothes are dirty now, so I don't care."
"All right then!"
Jia Yao was not polite to Yun Zheng, "Then you help me dig the hole, and I'll go get water to irrigate it."
"Okay, no problem!"
Yun Zheng agreed readily.
Plant it, plant it!
It's not a good idea to learn barbarian languages all day long. There must be something else to do, right?
Although it is a bit of a waste of energy, I can just regard it as a way to cultivate my sentiments.
Afterwards, Yun Zheng sat on the ground and started digging a hole.
He could use both hands and dug the hole much faster than Jia Yao.
It's just a little inconvenient to move after digging a hole.
By the time Jia Yao used her helmet to pump water over, Yun Zheng had already dug several holes for planting flowers.
Jia Yao put the helmet filled with water aside and looked at Yun Zheng with a smile: "How about we each plant one?"
"no problem."
Yun Zheng smiled.
Next, they each planted a flower.
Looking at the flowers that had been planted, Jia Yao showed a happy smile on her face, and reached out to pull up Yun Zheng who was sitting on the ground.
When she saw Yun Zheng's face dirty with mud, she couldn't help but giggle.
"What are you laughing at?"
Yun Zheng looked at Jia Yao with a puzzled expression.
"You're almost a beggar!"
Jia Yao pointed at Yun Zheng's cheek and said, "Don't move. I'll wipe it for you."
As he spoke, Jia Yao grabbed his sleeve and wiped the mud off Yun Zheng's face.
Yun Zheng stood there with his crutch, looking at Jia Yao's face so close to him, and for a moment he was a little dazed.
As he wiped, Jia Yao seemed to notice that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
An indescribable feeling of shame surged into Jiayao's heart, making her subconsciously want to retract her hand.
However, she finally held back and pretended nothing had happened. She continued to wipe Yun Zheng's cheek and asked with a smile, "Why, there is dirt on my face too?"
"No."
Yun Zheng came back to his senses and smiled, "But there may be dirt in your heart."
"You sound like you don't have any dirt in your heart!" Jia Yao smiled indifferently, "Who among us is honest and open-minded? Who doesn't have some dirt in their heart?"
"Maybe!"
Yun Zheng sighed softly.
When Jia Yao took back her hand that was used to wipe his cheek, he bent down again to pick the fiery red flower.
"What are you doing?"
Jia Yao stops him.
"Don't move!"
Yun Zheng pushed away Jia Yao's hand that was blocking him, quickly picked a small red flower and put it on Jia Yao's head.
Jia Yao's heartbeat quickened, but she pretended to be calm and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'll give you a little red flower."
Yun Zheng stared at Jia Yao with a smile on his face. On a whim, he hummed as if possessed by a spirit: "I'll give you a little red flower, blooming on the new branch you grew yesterday... In all the difficult days, you have overcome them..."
Yun Zheng’s singing voice is not very good.
It can even be said to be bad.
However, listening to this little tune with a strange melody, Jia Yao's heart began to beat wildly.
Even though she tried hard to suppress it, her breathing became heavy.
“Who is wasting time?”
“Whose extravagant hope is this?”
“That’s not a question!”
"Your answer is not necessary..."
When Yun Zheng's not-so-pleasant singing slowly stopped, Jia Yao's eyes were filled with mist.
"Is this the song you wrote just for me?"
Jia Yao looked at Yun Zheng with burning eyes.
"no."
Yun Zheng shook his head. "This is a young man named Zhao. In the last days of his life..."
"I don't want to hear it!"
Jia Yao suddenly interrupted Yun Zheng rudely, "This is the song you wrote for me!"
"I……"
Yun Zheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled helplessly, "Okay! Then I will shamelessly admit that this is the song I wrote for you! I hope you can..."
Before Yun Zheng could finish his words, Jia Yao suddenly hugged Yun Zheng.
In the moment when Yun Zheng was stunned, Jia Yao kissed him desperately.
Jia Yao’s sudden action made Yun Zheng a little confused.
It wasn't the first time he kissed Jia Yao.
When I was feeding Jiayao water before, he felt nothing, probably because he was not having any random thoughts.
But at this moment, Jia Yao's sudden enthusiasm made his mind go blank.
Jia Yao's kiss was passionate and unrestrained, and Yun Zheng gradually lost himself in it.
His hands unconsciously hugged Jia Yao, and he slowly sat down while holding Jia Yao.
Finally, the two of them lay on the ground, kissing passionately.
In this world, it seems that only they who have forgotten their feelings...
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