Xue Chuan cleaned up the pheasant very clean, and the internal organs were removed. He looked up at Zhang Man'er's expectant face and said: "imagination is different from reality. Don't look at the surface of anything, but observe it with heart."

This is meaningful, it is obvious that pointing to something, Zhang Man'er was swallowed, the eyes looked at him, for a time can not find words to refute.

It's all right. Bai Qiaohe's over. She doesn't want to worry about it. It depends on whether she has a chance to understand Xue Chuan's behavior. It's better to live in the present.

Xue Chuan took out a small bottle of salt, spread the pheasant around evenly, found a sharp stick to fork, put it on the fire and turned it over. When it was almost baked, he turned it over slowly.

Half an hour later, looking at the yellow and oily chicken, Zhang Man'er's eyes twinkled with light. The meat was well roasted and fragrant.

Xue Chuan tears a chicken leg to her. Zhang Man'er grabs it quickly. He can't wait to bite the bright yellow chicken. He chews it carefully. The smell of the meat spreads between his lips and teeth, just like the best delicious food.

Looking at the way she wolfed down, cherry mouth a piece of oil, looks lovely incomparable, with appetite will become better.

After Zhang Man'er was full, he wiped the corner of his mouth contentedly. Looking at Xue Chuan, who was gnawing chicken bones, he said, "it's good. It's delicious."

Xue Chuan's smiling eyes spread out, and a touch of softness hung on his cold and hard lines: "if I have the chance, I will go hunting in the mountains, and then you will have a good mouth."

This chance, of course, means the chance to survive.

But Zhang Man'er didn't like to listen to this kind of hypothesis, and his voice raised a few volumes: "there must be an opportunity, and then you will be responsible for hunting to supplement your family."

Xue Chuan smiles and doesn't explain. If he is still alive, he will make his woman happy and hunt to support her.

After wiping out the roast chicken, Zhang Man'er washed a wild fruit and ate it. After they were satisfied, they had a rest and dug herbs on the mountain until evening: "Xue Chuan, it's almost done. Let's go to the stream to have a look at the fishing net and see how the harvest is?"

It's been a whole day since it was put down in the morning. It's time to take in the net and have a look: "OK, let's go down slowly. If the harvest is good, we'll go back and get the bag later."

The way down the mountain was very fast, and soon they arrived at the stream halfway up the mountain. The water was not deep, but after being roasted by the hot sun for a day, the stream was warm.

Xue Chuan rolled up his trousers and went down to his knees. He stepped on the smooth stone in the stream, stepped into the middle, found the drawstring, pulled the net and lifted it to the bank. There were many small fish struggling in the net.

If you look carefully, there are fish head stuck, with bubbles, some tail stuck, trying to escape, and more fish bouncing in the net with the action of taking in the net.

After all, it was only one day. If you come to collect it the next day after staying overnight, you will get a lot of harvest.

In this way, Xue Yang's workload was reduced. Every time he took two or three hours to fork fish, his back was sour and his back hurt. Not to mention that the fish was broken by the fork, and his appearance was not very good.

With this, you can pick up the baskets in the morning.

All the fish in the net are about the same size. There is a very big crucian carp. When the good guy comes to the net, the fish shakes its tail and shakes Zhang Man'er's water mark.

"Xue Chuan, look, this one is very big. It should be two or three jin." Zhang Man'er cheerfully called, general crucian carp big also more than a Jin, this one is so big, rare.

The scales above are shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. It should take two or three years for them to grow so big. No one catches the fish by the stream, which is convenient for her.

"Daughter in law, you wait here. I'll go back with herbal medicine on my back and take a bucket to hold the fish."

Zhang Man'er nodded, quietly sat here waiting, looking at these jumping fish, as if to see a pile of copper rain.

When Xue Chuan went back quickly, he didn't go back to Xue's house. Instead, he went to Xue Yu's house. As soon as he lost the basket, he picked up the bucket that elder sister used to carry water.

"Xue Chuan, what are you going to do?" Hearing the news, Xue Yu came up and asked.

I didn't see the couple all day. I went to Xue's home this noon. Except for something in the medicine stove, there was no one.

Xue Chuan, carrying a bucket, was about to go out: "elder sister, I'm going to scatter the fishing net. I've got a good harvest in the past. I don't need to fork the fish in the future. I'll save my effort in fishing."

Xue Yu's heart was warm when he said that. After two stalls in the town, she had seen the way of the canned fish, which was very popular. It seemed that she could make a hundred cans this time.

With this fishing net is a lot of worry, watching Xue Chuan busy sweat DC flow, she took out the silk handkerchief embroidered with bamboo leaves, gave him a wipe of sweat, said: "Xue Chuan, hard you, you take care of your body."

Xue Yu doesn't know much about his poison. Seeing that he is OK and can still work, it should be almost OK.

"OK, sister, I'll go up the mountain. I'll have to come to your house later."

"It's OK, it's OK. Although my room is a little shabby, it's OK to put everything down. Don't worry." Xue Yu said, looking at him, he picked two buckets and went to the hillside.

When he got to the stream, Xue Chuan saw Zhang Man'er catching out the fish. His body was covered with water and mud, and his clothes were stained.

The little daughter-in-law was so happy to see the harvest of the fishing net that she didn't pay attention to her image.

"Daughter in law, I'll do it."

Zhang Man'er's clothes were wet on his chest. In this way, the exquisite curve was exposed in Xue Chuan's sight. He could see the towering mountains and the mountains there. He had seen and worshiped them. Just thinking about it, the blood in his body was flowing up.

In the evening, the breeze was gentle, which made her feel cool. Xue Chuan took off her coat and put it on her. Then he saw Zhang Man'er's refusal: "what are you doing? I'm not cold."

It's almost the end of April. It seems that the wind is a little cool, but there's no need to add clothes. Looking at him, he's wearing a waistcoat, and his strong arms are exposed.

Isn't he cold? Strictly speaking, he's a drug addict?

Thinking of this, she wanted to take off her clothes and return them to him. She saw that pair of black eyes, swept around, and the eyes were full of meaning. After several times of rampant eyes, Rao Shi's slow reaction and half shot Zhang Man'er knew that he was almost gone.

The hand that grasps a dress is tight, in he don't have deep meaning in the Mou light, obediently will dress well.

Face paralysis face, stuffy and wretch, just say it?