Chapter 486

"Is it delicious?" Muqian pigeon asked casually, munching sausage.

"That's it." seriously, it's not delicious. Compared with the noodles in the noodle restaurant in city a, it's not delicious at all.

Fortunately, he is not picky about food, and in this place, some eat well. What to choose.

The night in the mountain was very cold. They sat at the entrance of the village and looked at the stars for a while. When Muqian pigeon finished eating the sausage in his hand, Jian Zheng stood up from the ground. After standing up, they pulled Muqian pigeon up.

"Go back and eat. I'm starving." he didn't eat much, but he tossed all day and ate a bowl of clear soup noodles at noon. Now his stomach is protesting.

Mu thousand pigeons patted the soil on their pants, but they were not hypocritical at all. They bent down to get coir raincoats and hats.

As soon as her hand touched the coir raincoat and hat, Jane Zheng's hand took the heavy coir raincoat and hat and threw it behind the donkey cart.

He weighed the weight in his hand: "so heavy, did you drag it yourself?"

"Yes, I'm afraid you're in the rain." Mu qiange's words have always been direct and not taboo. How can he miss such a good opportunity to express his love.

Unfortunately, her enthusiasm and initiative have long been immune here.

Back to their small earthen house, the simplified administration room is next door, but only mu qiange's room can cook.

Jane Zheng tied the donkey cart to the wall of the playground and planned to return it to the village head udoji tomorrow morning.

Subsequently, Jane Zheng took all the food purchased today from the donkey cart and moved them all to Mu qiange's room.

Muqian pigeon lit a candle udoji gave them, and then the light of the candle turned over the things JianZheng bought.

"Wow, you have bought so many instant noodles. Why are they all in bags?" Mu qiange asked suspiciously. The bags need to be boiled. Isn't it a little troublesome.

"I'm picky about the environment, whether it's bagged or barreled. This kind of bagged food is used in the small shops in the town." Jian Zheng said while lighting a fire and planning to cook noodles.

"I'm not picky, but I feel a little troublesome..." Muqian pigeon opened a big bag and found that there were fresh vegetables and fresh meat in it.

"Are you going to cook by yourself when you buy so many dishes?" Mu qiange asked.

Here, most of the food is dried vegetables, which is not delicious, but it's not the season to grow vegetables in the field.

"I think you brought the hot pot seasoning. Could you drag the box back when you go back to city a?" Jian Zheng said, pouring water into the pot.

"Wow! Isn't there a hot pot to eat? What immortal life is this?" after half a month of suffering here, mu qiange felt that it was an immortal life to eat hot pot.

"Not today. Eat it tomorrow." Jane Zheng stretched out his hand: "give me some packets of noodles."

Mu qiange handed him three bags: "you eat two bags, I eat one bag."

Jane Zheng couldn't help laughing at her. Has this woman learned to be frugal?

Under the candlelight, his smile was so beautiful: "I bought so many, enough to eat for half a month, not to mention I can eat sweet potatoes."

When he came in, he saw a basket of sweet potatoes on the table, which must have been sent by utoshan's mother.

"No, I just ate a piece of sweet potato and couldn't eat two bags." Mu qiange explained.

Jane looked at her with a little surprise in her eyes: "did you eat sweet potatoes? Very hungry?"

If she was not very hungry, how could she take the initiative to eat sweet potatoes? In the last few days, there were no instant noodles and sausages. He forced her to eat a sweet potato.

"Neither." Mu qiange stood by the stove and helped tear open the package of instant noodles.

"If you're not hungry, will you eat sweet potatoes?" Jane Zheng joked, raised his hand and took the dough cake and put it in the water.

"It was sent by utoshan's mother. It's bad not to eat. We should consider other people's feelings." Mu qiange said very naturally. What he thought at that time, what he said now.

Jane Zheng's eyes showed some appreciation. Women who looked very unruly, but cared about other people's feelings.

Even if I hate sweet potato very much, I will eat it in front of others in order to make others feel comfortable.

"Well done." Jane Zheng praised without stinginess.

Mu qiange snorted proudly, "of course, I'm a famous person with a good heart."

Looking at her appearance, Jane Zheng shook her head speechless, and regretted her praise.

After eating noodles, mu qiange took the initiative to wash the dishes: "you've been driving a donkey cart all day. Have a rest. I'll exercise by the way."

Eating instant noodles so late, she's afraid of getting fat.

Jian Zheng glanced, and a sinister radian was raised at the corner of his mouth, pretending to ask solemnly, "have you been fat recently?"

Mu qiange was most concerned about his body. When he heard the word fat, he immediately became nervous. He put down his bowl and came to Jane Zheng. He swayed left and right, pinched his face and asked seriously, "am I really fat, obvious?"

"Do you eat too much fat instant noodles?" Muqian pigeon asked nervously.

There is no scale or full-length mirror here. She ignores the matter of weight.

Silently appreciating her nervousness, when mu qiange was about to collapse, Jian Zheng said faintly, "I lied to you."

Mu thousand pigeons pinched their hands and stared at him unhappily: "are you free?"

"Are you fat? Haven't you felt it lately?" Jane asked.

"You know what, if I feel it, I'll definitely gain more than five kilograms. Do you know how terrible these five kilograms are?" Mu qiange's attitude is extremely serious.

"It's only five kilograms. How terrible can it be." Jane Zheng didn't understand.

"These five catties are enough to make me lose a handy role. Motherlessness is so cruel." Mu qiange replied.

"Then your weight doesn't float at ordinary times?" Jian Zheng thinks that it's normal for the body's weight to float. Five kilograms can scare her like this. How does she manage it on weekdays.

"Yes, absolutely not more than half a catty." Mu qiange said seriously.

"...." JianZheng was silent, such a self-discipline number.

Mu qiange turned around again in front of Jane Zheng and asked, "am I fat or not?"

"I'm not fat. Life here is so hard every day. How can I be fat?" Jane Zheng replied lazily against the wall.

Mu qiange retorted, "haven't you heard of happiness and fat!"

"Happiness? Here?" Jane thought he had heard wrong.

Mu qiange nodded vigorously: "yes, I stay here alone with you without paparazzi tracking. I can get along with you day and night every day, not to mention how happy I am."

Her undisguised confession made Jane Zheng's face turn red in the dark.

Damn women, more and more flirtatious.

Her hot eyes were not hidden. In this small earthen house, it seemed brighter than the dim candle light.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment. Jian Zheng stood up and walked out: "it's too cold. Go back to bed."

When he opened the door of the earth house next to him, the Mu thousand pigeons sneered: "counsellor! Coward!"

A face saving, awkward man!