Chapter 144

"Brother Qu, wait for me." Xiao Wenwen trotted up and squeezed between Mingjing and Qu Feitai.

Mingjing moved to the side and opened the distance. Han Ying hurried to Mingjing.

Qu Feitai subconsciously frowned, walked quickly and left Xiao Wenwen behind.

Xiao Wenwen ignored herself and couldn't post it again. Enough is enough. Otherwise, after the program is broadcast, if the traffic can't be rubbed, she will have to be chased and scolded by his brain powder.

However, it's hot to be scolded now. It's a big deal. Oh, don't face it.

This is qufeitai. As long as the name is associated with him, there will be no worry about traffic in the future. With traffic, there will be fans, and with fans, there will be value.

Xiao Wenwen changed her route and affectionately took Mingjing's arm: "Mingjing, you know so much. Where are you from? I don't have an accent when I listen to you?"

Han Ying said with a smile, "there are beauties in Jiangnan, especially the classical and gentle beauties like Mingjing. If I guess right, Mingjing, are you a local?"

The mirror pulled back his arm without trace and said faintly, "it's true."

Xiao Wenwen was surprised and said, "you're really a local. Do you know what's interesting nearby? You want to shoot here for a whole season. Take a good look around when you're free. Mingjing, will you be my guide then?"

Take a deep breath on the front flying platform.

The mirror looked up and looked at the cold mountain not far away. The mountains were towering and dangerous.

Mountain birds hover on the lonely top and sing endlessly, showing empty mountains and valleys.

The mountains are cold, and the heights are extremely cold.

Han Ying looked at the top of the mountain with the eyes of the mirror and said, "I heard from the local people that there is a Hanshan Temple on this mountain. There is a master Jueming in the temple. He is an eminent monk who is respected by the local people. Many people come thousands of miles to the temple to pray for God and worship Buddha. It is very effective. One day we will go to the mountain to worship."

The mirror took back her eyes and fell in the grass on the roadside. Suddenly, she squatted down and pulled away the grass, showing a grass plant with small yellow flowers.

The mirror carefully pulled it out and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Han Ying asked, "what is this?"

"Agrimonia has the effect of astringency, hemostasis and strengthening the heart. The rhizome mashed juice can be dropped into the water to detoxify the poison of sulfur."

Han Ying asked in surprise, "do you still know traditional Chinese medicine?"

God, what treasure is this, girl.

Han Ying suddenly said, "here too. Since this is a baby, let's go back more."

The mirror glanced: "agrimony has soft stems and leaves, rich nutrition, excellent taste and miraculous effect against cancer."

Han Ying is more excited and drills around in the grass to find crane grass.

Qu Feitai looked at the eye mirror, squatted down silently and began to look for it.

"Don't hurt the roots. You have to pull them up. You have to use skillful force, so..." The mirror demonstrated it.

"All things have creatures, and grass has life. If you can alleviate pain, you can also avoid karma." The faint sound of the mirror is like a gurgling stream not far away. It is cool into the lungs. I just feel refreshed, clear in ears and clear in eyes.

Han Ying subconsciously looked, and saw the girl squatting in front of the grass, slender white and tender fingers carefully holding a grass, like holding a peerless treasure, and qingjue's eyebrows were full of compassion.

I have known the great heaven and earth, but I still pity the green plants.

Xiao Wenwen screamed, "I'm broken. Mirror, are you okay?"

Han Ying gave her a white look: "clumsy, what can you do except eat?"

"Get up, I'll come." Han Ying chased her away and squatted down and planed with her hand.

Xiao Wenwen immediately felt that she was a little useless. Staring at the back of the mirror, her tone was mixed with a little resentment: "what's the use of digging this kind of thing? Do we have to eat wild grass? Can we eat this thing? We're here to experience farm life, but we're not really going to suffer. Is it putting the cart before the horse?"

In fact, this is to connote the mirror. I don't know that no one paid attention to her at all. Han Ying paid attention to her, but the taste was too strong: "yes, you can go back to blow the air conditioner and eat big watermelons. It's really wrong for you to dig weeds here with us, young lady. Go slowly."

Xiao Wenwen stamped her feet and looked at the big sun above her head. She was wearing sunscreen clothes, wearing a sun hat, spraying several Sunscreen Spray, and still afraid of sunning.

Hesitated and squatted down.

If she turns around and goes back, she will definitely be scolded by the audience after the program is broadcast.

I knew the program was so hard that she wouldn't come.

After a while, he dug a lot. Mingjing dug some shepherd's purse and fern. Han Ying followed suit. He dug what Mingjing dug.

"It's almost noon. Go back." Mingjing took out a cane, tied the dug wild vegetables and Agrimonia together, and lifted it easily.

Han Ying wiped the sweat on her forehead. When she looked up, she saw that Mingjing's face was still white and clear, and there was no sweat.

Qu Feitai came over and gave the crane grass to the mirror and said, "the sun is too big. Let's go back."

Qu Feitai also sweated on his forehead.

Xiao Wenwen couldn't stand the sun and went to the shade for the summer.

Mingjing took it and tied it with vines and tied it with the previous wild vegetables. From a distance, it's like several bundles of wild vegetables are strung together by a thread. The technique of this bundle of things is also exquisite. At least Han Ying can't learn it for a long time. Looking at Mingjing, he admires it more and more.

Qu Feitai naturally took the cane in Mingjing's hand. Mingjing didn't refuse. Several people returned the same way.

"Hey, you wait for me." Xiao Wenwen caught up breathlessly. The whole person was drooping and had no vitality when she came.

Back in the courtyard, Zhao Xinrong looked at Qu Feitai with something in his hand, wandered around curiously and asked, "what's this?"

Han Ying explained, "there are wild vegetables and crane grass. I told you that the mirror is too powerful. She even knows traditional Chinese Medicine..."

Han Ying hugged Zhao Xinrong and began to chatter to him about how powerful the science popularization mirror was. Zhao Xinrong was stunned. He turned his head and saw that the mirror took the cane from Qu Feitai, untied it skillfully, then spread the herbs on the open space in the hospital, bowed his head and carefully picked it up.

Han Ying is impetuous. The herbs he picks are mixed with many weeds. He has to pick them out carefully.

Qu Feitai squatted down opposite the mirror and began to pick in silence.

At this time, Xiao Wenwen finally came back, held the door frame and said weakly, "I'm so hot."

Zhao Xinrong shook his head and compared it with a bright mirror. Xiao Wenwen can't absorb powder. She may have to be black.

People are afraid of comparison.

Xiao Wenwen's brain was short circuited by heat. She couldn't care so much for the time being. When she rushed to the water tank, she directly picked up a handful of water and rushed to her face with a comfortable sigh.

Han Ying shouted, "what are you doing? You ruined the fresh water tank. It's bad if you don't work. Are you human?"

Xiao Wenwen's mind was connected. She looked a little stiff and said wrongly, "I didn't mean to. It's a big deal to fill the water tank again."

"You don't kill the well or carry water. It's easy to touch your mouth up and down. I don't care. You can pick the water later. If you're dissatisfied, don't eat."

Xiao Wenwen is tired, hot and hungry. When she is hit by Han Ying, she is even more aggrieved. Her tears revolve in her eyes. I don't know. I really think Han Ying is unreasonable and bullies her.

Han Yingqi's head is smoking. Women are trouble, except for the mirror.

"Well, well, Wenwen didn't mean it. We'll try to fill the water tank later."

Han Ying's temper also came up: "why, she made her own sin, why should we suffer for her."

Zhao Xinrong had a headache. The young man just had the energy and didn't bother to solve the case for them. He said, "I tell you a bad news. Mr. Zou's old wrist injury recurred and he can't cook. Let's discuss how to do it at noon?"

Xiao Wenwen is more aggrieved. She can't even eat enough. Is this a life for people?

Han Ying frowned: "what can I do? I can't cook. Don't mention Mr. Zhao. You're dark cuisine and can eat dead people. Don't mention Xiao Wenwen. Brother Qu shouldn't either. Mingjing... Forget it, I'd better eat instant noodles."

Mingjing picked up crane grass, washed the wild vegetables in the basin, got up and went into the kitchen.

Zhao Xinrong narrowed his eyes and followed in: "mirror, can you cook?"

The mirror turned around in the kitchen. There were rice, noodles and a variety of spices. He said faintly, "it's OK."

Xiao Wenwen's sharp voice came in: "Mingjing, this is not a time to show off. Everyone is hungry and can't stand your jokes."

Han Ying glared at her: "you don't speak, no one treats you as a mute."

Xiao Wenwen's wronged lips: "I'm afraid we'll be more disappointed if we expect too much."

Mingjing ignored her, scooped flour into a porcelain basin, added water and began to mix flour. At a glance, she knew it was not a show.

Zhao Xinrong raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at the mirror carefully.

This girl is really very unusual. She has few words. She looks like a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse. She works quickly and quickly, breaking everyone's impression of her again and again.

This should not be the script written by the program group. After all, the program group can't work for her.

"Han Ying, you go and mash the roots of agrimony into juice and drop it into the water basin on the blister pad." The mirror and the face said.

"OK." Got the order, Han Ying jumped out excitedly, and his whole body seemed to have endless vitality.

"Miss Zhao, you have a bad waist. Go and have a rest. I'll call you when you're ready." Mingjing didn't look up, so she didn't see Zhao Xinrong's shocked face.

"You... How do you know I have a bad waist?" He didn't seem to have told anyone.

At this time, Qu Feitai said behind him, "Miss Zhao, give way."

Zhao Xinrong blocked the kitchen door. No one else could enter. When he heard Qu Feitai's words, he quickly let him open. As soon as Qu Feitai interrupted him, he couldn't ask again.

Qu Feitai washed all the wild vegetables and crane grass and said to the mirror, "what can I do?"

Xiao Wenwen stared round her eyes: "brother Feitai, how can the kitchen be where you can come? Go and have a rest."

Qu Feitai said coldly, "if you feel tired, go to your room and have a rest. Don't affect others here."

Xiao Wenwen blushed, stamped her feet and turned away.

Dogs bite LV Dongbin, but they don't know good people.

The mirror said faintly, "can you burn a fire?"

Qu Feitai looked at the stove and hesitated, "try it."

"Cough..." Qu Feitai coughed violently. The fire didn't light up and almost burned the kitchen.

The mirror and the good face were covered, turned around and saw the gray face of Qu Feitai, but shook his head and laughed.

Qu Feitai said wrongfully, "I... I'm learning. I'll learn it soon. Wait for me a little longer."

Can't even burn a fire. Will Mingjing feel that he is very useless?

Mingjing came over with a smile and took the lighter from his hand. He looked around and found a plastic bag in the corner. While lighting a fire to ignite the plastic bag, he said patiently: "this kind of plastic is easy to ignite. First ignite the fire on the firewood, and the fire can flourish."

Then he stuffed the burning plastic into the fire mouth and pressed it under the firewood. "One hand supports the firewood. You can't press it on fire. It's easy to burn when there is space."

The mirror's gentle and patient voice fell on her ears, and the fire jumped, reflecting the girl's soft side face.

They were very close, breathing intertwined, and Qu Feitai's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"I... I see." In a panic, I went to carry firewood and accidentally touched the hand of the mirror. The tentacle was as soft as warm jade.

The qufeitai shrank back like an electric shock, and the tip of its ears turned red quietly.

Without feeling it, Mingjing naturally pulled back his hand, looked up and scanned the curved flying platform. His eyebrows and eyes contained a shallow smile. He wet his handkerchief and handed it to him: "wipe your face."

I saw a handsome face of Qu Feitai, full of black and gray. I personally explained what a disheartened face is, but it did not affect the beauty of Qu Feitai.

Qu Feitai took it over and wiped his face a little. The tip of his nose seemed to smell the faint fragrance on his handkerchief.

It belongs to the mirror alone, like the cold and delicate fragrance of plum blossom ice and snow, which is very unique and smells good.

The sound of the match burning pulled back Qu Feitai's mind. His face suddenly turned red. I don't know if he was infected by the fire.

Mingjing got up and said, "I'll find some more firewood."

Qu Feitai looked at her back and was stunned until he saw the camera moving with the back of the mirror.