Chapter 196 Barbie is Qing
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The next day, the breeze was refreshing. Song Weichen got up early, clamoring to let Mo Tingfeng take her fishing and to the woods. Picking wild products, she wanted to prepare ingredients for the evening banquet.
There are no restrictions on the body here. She is not damaged by the mark of her previous life. On the contrary, her physical fitness and energy have improved a lot. There is no need to worry about her physical endurance. Mo Tingfeng is happy to accompany her. .
The two of them put on the coarse clothes he bought from the town the day before and went out. They really looked like a young couple living in seclusion.
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After leaving the gate of Grandma Huang’s house and walking south for more than a hundred steps, there was the Mianhu Lake. The water was clear and fine, with sparkling microwaves. Only then did Song Weichen realize what he had seen in the Bagua Mirror. That large area of shining white is the lake.
Although she is a landlubber, she has loved playing in the water since she was a child, especially the various small creatures in shallow water, such as small fish, shrimps, tadpoles, and small shells... Just thinking about Song Weichen has made her face smile, rounding up these It’s like celebrating June 1st! Will there be another illusion like this in the future? Please give me a call.
He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, took off his shoes and wanted to rush into the water. Mo Tingfeng, who was busy untying the fishing net, saw him and grabbed him tightly, "The water is cold! You are not good at water." If you fall in carefully and choke on the water, you will suffer again.”
“No, I saw there is a snail on the rock! Let me catch a snail girl and make it your wife!” br>
Song Weichen happily went to the rocks in the shallow water. Mo Tingfeng couldn't stop her and had to give up. He repeatedly told her to go back to play and pay attention to safety before setting off the fishing net.
Mo Tingfeng remembered that Song Weichen had mentioned that Grandma Huang liked the braised fish that Huang Hu cooked for her the most. He thought that if today's catch was not bad, he could cook a meal for everyone in the evening - it couldn't be true. She was asked to cook some "roasting" for Huang Yingyun and his wife. When she heard it, she wanted to avoid it...
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After setting down the fishing net, they went back to the house to get bamboo baskets, With a crossbow and a small hoe, Mo Tingfeng also packed some fruits and snacks for Song Weichen in case she complained of hunger on the way, and the two of them rushed to the mountains and forests.
Now Song Weichen’s wish to chase the rabbit was fulfilled.
She never idled for a second on this mountain, chasing pheasants, squirrels, and hares - but she wouldn't let Mo Tingfeng hunt the hares. It would be a bit awkward for such a cute little thing to really die because of her.
But the pheasants obviously did not have such a good life. Mo Tingfeng shot two of them with a crossbow. Song Weichen claimed that he would use the pheasants to make "roasted birds" for him at night, saying that this was her original People in a certain region where they live call "skewers".
"What are you really going to do to avoid being roasted at night?" Mo Tingfeng was still worried.
"How about this? I'll give the command and you take action. This way we can make sure nothing goes wrong!"
Song Weichen was so serious that Mo Tingfeng felt nervous for Huang Yingyun and his wife for no reason.
It was summer at this time, and it had just rained two days ago. There were many wild mushrooms growing in the forest, which made her eyes glow green.
"There are delicacies from the mountains! Paired with the 'sea food' from the lake, it seems they will be in for a treat at night!"
(Here I am worried about the digestive system of Huang Yingyun and his wife for 10,000 words)< br>
Song Weichen said that and reached out to pick a mushroom with a circle of light brown spots on the top of a white umbrella cap. Mo Ting quickly stopped it with quick eyes and hands.
“That’s the Daqing Fold Umbrella! It’s poisonous and will cause nausea and diarrhea if you eat it.”
"Ah? That's it..."
Song Weichen smiled and retracted his hand. He walked a few more steps and saw a nest of brown-red mushrooms with many white dots on the round cover. He reached out to pick them again.
"That's a small poisonous fly amanita! If eaten by mistake, it will cause dizziness, convulsions and coma..."
Mo Tingfeng just wanted to hold her forehead at this moment, and couldn't help but squeeze her restless paws tightly. In hand.
“You are so awesome! How do you recognize these mushrooms so clearly?”
Song Weichen looked at him with twinkling eyes, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed.
"If you had lived for more than a thousand years, you would be able to tell the difference so clearly."
Mo Tingfeng shook his head secretly, but his actions followed her thoughts, and he was careful along the way. Paying attention to where there were edible mushrooms, I picked them and put them in my backpack.
“Seriously Weiwei, it’s hard to imagine how you survived in your original world. I remember you said you lived alone?”
“There is a food delivery app, Burger BBQ. Crayfish, delivered to your home in the wind and rain~ Forget it, you don’t understand, the magic weapon we call a mobile phone is a thousand times more powerful than that tattered white robe!”
Song Weichen's face was full of pride rather than shame.
“Of course I occasionally cook by myself. As for me, I always follow the principle of eating delicious food if it is not to die for. If others cook from Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore, then I am the one who cooks. From paraquat to three squirrels! Hehe..." He looked like a douchebag.
Mo Tingfeng remained silent. Although there were many "uncommon words" for him, he was so keen that he had already deeply sensed that they must not be good words. Don't go into details if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself... …
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In just two hours, Mo Tingfeng collected most of the baskets of mushrooms and seasonal wild vegetables, and caught three pheasants, which was a good harvest.
Song Weichen was indeed tired, so he found a clearing in the forest and planned to let her rest for a while before going home.
Under the shade of the trees, there was a breeze. Mo Tingfeng sat with his back against a big tree, flexing and stretching his long legs. Song Weichen was lying on his straight leg with a dog in his mouth. The tail grass squinted and watched the white clouds in the sky changing into various shapes, which was extremely pleasant.
Both of them were in a trance. This was no illusion hiding the chaos. It was clearly a fairy home outside the world.
"Hey, does Mr. Sichen's position have annual leave?" She suddenly asked confusedly.
“Annual leave?”
"It means that you are allowed to not go to work for a period of time a year, and you can mess around at home all day long or go out. It is commonly known as paid vacation, which is a kind of company welfare."
For the explanation of this sentence, Mo Tingfeng pinched Cutting off the beginning and tail, I should say leaving the beginning and tail off, I figured out what the annual leave was by relying on the first half of the sentence I understood.
“For the black and white robes, you can rest if you don’t have a case, and you and I are the same.”
“Huh? Doesn’t that mean you can’t rest if there is a case?! Tsk, you guys are sleepy. Is everyone in the world so oppressive about senior executives? Tell me where the HR department is located. I’m going to reason with them.”
Mo Tingfeng peeled off the tangerines he brought and fed them. into her mouth.
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
"How can this be nonsense? This is a benefit that should be included in a reasonable and legal labor relationship. I don't even care about not having five insurances and one housing fund. It's a matter of time, isn't it because if we have an annual vacation, we can find a place with such beautiful lakes and mountains to take a vacation?" Mo Tingfeng's heart moved, and it turned out that she wanted to live a real life with herself...
“Weiwei, after the white robe case is solved and your suspicion is completely eliminated, I will retire and take you to the countryside, how about we stay together like now?”
< br>“Huh? Not good.”
Song Weichen decisively refused, sat up and took the tangerine in Mo Tingfeng's hand away.
"You are just like the male protagonist of a suspense romance novel. You are really not suitable for farming dramas. You will lose fans."
"It's okay to live this kind of life occasionally. If you do this for a long time, you will definitely wither. Mr. Mo is still the sexiest when he is working, so don't worry about retiring. Besides, the land master's first impression of me is not good. You must know that you are not resigning. Because of me, I guess I won’t have to mess around in the sleep world anymore.”
Puffing the remaining two orange slices into his mouth, Song Weichen stood up and patted his butt, leaning against the tree. Sitting Mo Tingfeng stretched out his hand, "Come on, Mr. Mo, let's collect the fishing nets. It's time to prepare for the dinner."
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It was almost evening, and Huang Yingyun and his wife came as promised, bringing soju and side dishes. When they entered the door, they were startled by the battle in the yard.
Song Weichen sat in front of a "small fortress" made of earth and gravel, fussing about what to grill. The wood blocks were burning brightly in the fortress.
Next to the "fortress" is a square wooden table covered with a layer of lotus leaves. On the lotus leaves are placed many carnivorous vegetables: pheasant meat skewered with shaved branches. Skewers, fish skewers, mushroom skewers, leek skewers, wild rice skewers, cucumber slices skewers.
Sesame oil was prepared for oil brushing. Song Weichen also found an unused brush from Grandma Huang’s house and used it as a brush for oil brushing.
“Where’s Brother Tiger?”
After hesitating for a moment, Huang Yingyun finally asked, thinking to herself that if Huang Hu was at home, he couldn't let his wife do such nonsense, right? What is she doing in this mess, offering sacrifices?
"He is making braised fish for you in the house. You sit down first. Ahem, the kebabs will take a while..." Song Weichen choked on the smoke and coughed.
"Is this what you are talking about avoiding?"
Brother Yang looked at the dark mass roasting on the fire in Song Weichen's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, subconsciously Pull Huang Yingyun behind him.
Song Weichen sneered, thinking that this was indeed not BBQ, it was overcooked and turned into Barbie Q...
But the skin is darkened and the heart is not yet ripe. Song Weichen couldn't laugh or cry. If she had known that barbecue was so difficult, she shouldn't have slapped her chest and made that squeaking sound last night! Let's just say, is it too late to withdraw that message now...
"Are you really planning to let Yingyun eat this? Meiyun, my wife is pregnant."
Brother Yang thought for a while and decided to tell the truth. This was no longer a matter of face, it was a matter of life and death.
"Nothing, how can I give her this! I am... giving prenatal education to the baby in Yingyun's belly, telling him what carbon is."
Song Weichen As he spoke, he placed the roasted black pheasant chicken skewers in front of Huang Yingyun's belly and shook it a few times.
"Listen up, little baby. Carbon is a non-metallic element with the chemical symbol C. It is located in the IVA family of the second period of the periodic table of elements. It exists in various forms in the atmosphere, the earth's crust and various organisms. , the Latin name is Carbonium..."
"Mi... Meiyun, what are you doing, be careful of that branch poking people."
Mo Tingfeng was holding a large pot of braised grass. The fish came out and finally relieved the three people in the yard. If he didn't come out, Huang Yingyun would have her husband go to the next village to ask the dancing master Wan to exorcise Song Weichen.
Song Weichen retracted his hand angrily, "I didn't do anything. Didn't I burn the pheasant skewers, so I made a joke with Yingyun. I like to joke, as the saying goes, There are three reasons why you should not laugh. No matter what you do, don’t mind..."
"I don’t mind if you do. It’s mainly because you are like this, we are a little scared."
As he spoke, Brother Yang cleared a corner of the table, helped Mo Tingfeng put the large pot of yellow croaker on the table, served the rice, and arranged the side dishes and wine they brought, finally creating the atmosphere for a meal.
The four of them chatted while eating, as if they had known each other for many years.
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Unexpectedly, the planned barbecue was all about braised fish. Song Weichen felt a little discouraged. Mo Tingfeng saw it without showing it, and silently gave Song Weichen a bowl of food. While picking the fish belly with bones, I looked at the wooden blocks in the "fortress". Since it had been burning for a while, the open flame had become smaller, so maybe it could really be used for grilling.
He took a bunch of mushrooms and brushed them with some sesame oil, then roasted them on the fire, flipping them occasionally, and soon a burst of burnt aroma came out. When they were roasted, he brushed them with the prepared shochu sauce and vinegar. , sprinkle with a mixture of sea salt, Chinese prickly ash, ginger, dogwood, fuliu vine, osmanthus leaves and mustard powder, and then hand it to Song Weichen.
"Taste it."
After one sip, the aroma between her lips and teeth made her almost want to cry, bow to Mo Tingfeng, and write an 800-word letter of thanks.
“A hunter who doesn’t know how to be Si Chen is not a good cook! This is so delicious, it only has three Michelin stars. Try it!”
Song Weichen shared the mushroom skewers in his hand. Huang Yingyun and Brother Yang also put a piece into Mo Tingfeng's mouth. Their eyes lit up when the three of them ate it.
“Is this avoidance roasting?! It’s delicious! It’s really delicious!”
Brother Yang admired it sincerely, and unconsciously sat next to the "fortress" and grilled skewers like Mo Tingfeng did.
Song Weichen was very proud, as if he had made a great contribution.
"How's it going? I'm right, right? I just have poor hands-on skills. It doesn't mean that the product concept of BBQ is not good... Let's have hot pot tomorrow!"
"Hot pot What is it again? Meiyun, how come you have so many strange things in your mind?” ”
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The four of them spent a wonderful night under the acacia tree in the yard.
Because the wooden blocks in the "fortress" were frequently sparkling and crackling, Song Weichen and Mo Tingfeng did not notice that the crackling sound in the heart of the acacia tree was becoming more and more intensive——
< br>It seems that it will explode from the inside out soon!