Mars is on fire.
Su Jiaoniang dried her wet clothes by the fire and put her small pot on the fire to boil water.
Break the flatbread into pieces, then put some spicy vegetables and beef jerky into a small pot.
The fragrance filled the air instantly.
The little girl smacked her lips, glancing at Su Jiaoniang every now and then: "Father, can we eat now?"
"Soon!" Su Dong's mother nodded.
The carriage was parked outside.
A group of people came in.
The one in the lead was an old acquaintance.
The old woman I saw in the cabin.
The old woman couldn't be arrogant anymore. She was soaked from the rain, her clothes clinging to her body and highlighting her fat.
Behind her followed a petite girl.
The girl was wearing a cloak, which covered half of her face.
She clearly didn't want anyone to see her true face, but the soaked cloak couldn't hide her exquisite figure; the protruding parts were so large, her development was a bit excessive!
Feng Yuwei blushed and immediately lowered his head, no longer looking at her.
Do not look at what is improper!
His eyes were fixed on the soup pot.
Staring at the exquisite little pot in front of me.
He would glance at Su Jiaoniang every now and then.
The things she brought were scattered but all of them were useful.
For example, this small pot.
It's small and doesn't take up much space, and it can be useful when something happens.
The spicy meat broth in the soup pot was piping hot. Su Jiaoniang took the small pot off the stove and gave Xiaoya a little bit until Xiaoya couldn't eat anymore. She then handed the rest to Feng Yuwei: "Eat something hot."
"And what about you!"
"I'll cook another pot later." Since Su Jiaoniang had said that, Feng Yuwei no longer refused.
Holding the small pot, he made a slurping sound he'd never heard before, and drank the hot soup from it.
A group of people next door were still gathering firewood and starting a fire.
A soaked tinderbox cannot be used to ignite a flame.
The old woman walked over with a pained expression and said curtly, "Could I borrow a light?"
Su Jiaoniang stared at her with a half-smile.
Feng Yuwei glanced at it but didn't say anything.
Even the usually helpful Xiaoya kept her bright red mouth shut.
The old woman was immediately embarrassed.
He glanced back at his young mistress.
Looking at Su Jiaoniang again, he struggled for a moment, then pulled out a purse from his person and tossed it to Su Jiaoniang: "Buy a fire!"
Su Jiaoniang opened it and took a look.
There were only two silver melon seeds.
this?
It looks so grand, but the tip is so small?
Perhaps it was because Su Jiaoniang's gaze was so expressive that the old woman's face instantly wrinkled.
When faced with this dilemma, Su Jiaoniang nodded, pulled a burning stick from the fire, handed it to the old woman, found some water outside, heated it up and drank some. Then she put the wild mushrooms and greens she had picked outside into the pot, broke up the flatbread, and added two pieces of beef and spicy vegetables.
fragrant!
This is the taste.
It carries the scent of fireworks.
She ate with a more refined manner than Feng Yuwei.
It didn't make any snoring sounds, but the blissful look on its face made anyone who saw it feel a surge of longing and hunger!
"Miss, this old servant will go find some food. You should warm yourself by the fire, lest you fall ill. This wretched weather, it wouldn't be good if it delayed our business."
“Go!” said the petite girl.
Its sound is crisp, just like a lark's.
It sounds quite pleasant.
The little girl turned her head and looked behind her.
All that could be seen was a bright red cloak, and she pouted, leaning against Su Jiaoniang: "Father, I'm going to sleep!"
"Go to sleep!" Su Jiaoniang placed the little girl on her lap.
He closed his eyes as well.
Feng Yuwei took the initiative to keep watch.
The people next door are all strangers; one must be cautious when traveling. And why aren't the guards I saw on the ship with these people?
They weren't from the same batch?
Feng Yuwei frowned.
These schemes and tricks were clearly not his forte.
He's only good at writing and drawing!
After some time, the old woman outside returned, with a few green fruits and a few red and green mushrooms tucked into her clothes. There was nothing else there.
But whether it's mushrooms or green berries, they all need to be washed and cooked before eating.
Who knows if things in the wild are poisonous?
Humans are creatures that can survive a day without eating.
But after seeing what others were eating and comparing it to my own miserable state, I felt that if I didn't satisfy my hunger, nothing would feel right.
The psychological gap combined with the environment can push people to the point where they can't go on.
"Miss, these fruits can be cooked and eaten if you throw them into the fire. Shall we give it a try?" The old woman glanced at Su Jiaoniang, her eyes fixed on her small pot.
However, thinking about the embarrassment she had just experienced, she didn't want to continue looking for Su Jiaoniang.
He even planned that if his young lady became the regent's wife in the future, he would definitely make the other side pay.
The petite young woman didn't make things too difficult for anyone.
Turn the fire aside and throw the unripe fruit into it.
The fire burned brighter and brighter.
The air smelled sweet.
Su Jiaoniang opened her eyes and watched the person opposite her eating the charred black fruit. She didn't pay much attention and instead focused her gaze on a pile of mushrooms on the ground.
These red and green mushrooms.
What are you planning to do?
suicide?
Su Jiaoniang's lips twitched.
"Young master, have you noticed something amiss?" the young woman asked, her gaze falling on Su Jiaoniang.
She was different from the old woman; she seemed very polite.
She covered the lower half of her face, revealing her eyes, which were curved and looked very innocent, as if she had never experienced any filth in this world!
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