Chapter 145

There are firewood in the yard, but they are not split. There is no way to burn them.

At this time, Zhao Xinrong, Zou Jingyu and Xiao Wenwen were blowing air conditioning in the house, and Han Ying was pounding juice in the yard.

"Pa Pa Pa ~" a very rhythmic voice came. Zhao Xinrong, who was drinking tea in the room, was surprised and immediately lay down on the window and looked out.

In the shade of the big elm tree, the girl swung an axe twice as thick as her arm. With one axe, the firewood became two halves, impartial and accurate.

The chopped firewood is stacked in one place, the mirror puts new firewood on the stake and swings the axe

"My God..." Zhao Xinrong covered his mouth and misunderstood. He really misunderstood the mirror. The script director group can't write it.

Zou Jingyu glanced at it from a distance. His surprise flashed away, smiled and drank tea.

Xiao Wenwen exclaimed, "my God, the mirror looks thin and weak. Unexpectedly, it has great strength. Is it King Kong Barbie?"

This word is not a good word for a young girl.

Zou Jingyu glanced at her: "Wenwen, go and help, young people should have a common topic."

Xiao Wenwen's ass was like growing on the cushion. She just didn't move it and opened a pair of innocent big eyes: "what did you say, Miss Zou?"

Zou Jingyu smiled: "nothing."

"Wow, Mingjing, you are too powerful. Aren't you tired?" Although it was in the shade, it was noon. The outdoor temperature reached 37 degrees. An egg on the ground was fried immediately.

The mirror cracked a few axes and cut the firewood easily. His face was not red and gasped, and there was no sweat on his forehead.

This is not normal!

After splitting the firewood, Mingjing tied it up with a rope and carried it into the kitchen.

Looking at the back of the mirror, Han Ying hesitated and went to pick up the axe. He almost fell and hit his feet.

Not to mention chopping wood, he can't even swing it.

Han Ying shook his head: "it's not human."

In the kitchen, it was like a steamer, and the qufeitai sitting at the mouth of the fire was about to be roasted. The whole man was sweating like he had just been fished out of the water. His clothes were all wet, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end and squatted down to burn the fire.

Mingjing put the freshly chopped firewood beside him and asked, "is it hot?"

Qu Feitai nodded and quickly shook his head, "it's not hot, I can still insist."

Mingjing smiled and opened the lid of the pot. The water in the pot had boiled, bubbling and steaming.

Mingjing blanches the washed wild vegetables in hot water, quickly picks them up and puts them into cold water.

"Keep the fire down." When Mingjing finishes, he takes out the reconciled noodles and repeatedly wrestles and tangles them on the chopping board. The noodles become very elastic. Pull down a small piece and stretch it repeatedly, and the noodles become thin strips. Mingjing puts it into a boiling pot to boil, and then continues to the next piece.

Qu Feitai was stunned: "Spiegel... You... Where did you learn it?"

Mingjing said without changing his face while pulling noodles: "master is in poor health. Elder martial sister doesn't know oil smoke. People always have to eat. The master of a ramen restaurant in the town at the foot of the mountain often comes to the nunnery as a volunteer. He taught me."

She said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, but it fell into the ears of Qu Feitai like a rough sea.

Those days must have been hard, but she didn't complain at all and calmly accepted all the hardships imposed on her by life.

"Fortunately, it's all over. I won't suffer like this in the future." Qu Feitai murmured.

"Bitter?"

The mirror raised her eyebrows.

"Everyone has a set destiny. Compared with people born with incomplete five knowledge, I have a master, a younger martial sister, a healthy body and a sound personality. It is a great gift from heaven. I have never felt bitter."

The faint voice of the bright mirror gradually became blurred in the gradually steaming smoke, and Qu Feitai stared at her.

At this time, the girl caged in the smoke has light and gentle eyebrows, a mind like the sea and an open mind.

She never felt bitter, but enjoyed the long quiet years.

The so-called one sitting, one lying, one porridge and one meal are all practice. The ancient Buddha with green lanterns in the mountains is practice, the Jiji camp in the mansion is practice, and you come and go in the variety show is practice.

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Zhao Xinrong looked at the delicious food on the table and was stunned: "are these made by the mirror?"

Zou Jingyu took a look and said with a smile, "it's good. It has both color and smell."

Xiao Wenwen sucked her nose. It smells good! The greedy insect in the stomach was suddenly hooked out.

He lingered to the table and glanced at six bowls of ramen. There were scallions floating on it. The soup was light. I don't know if he was very hungry and smelled too greedy.

There are two plates of wild vegetables in the middle. The dishes are green and bright. They are crane grass and fern dug by Mingjing in the morning.

Han Ying came in from the door. "What are you doing? Eat quickly."

Zhao Xinrong coughed and asked, "where are Mingjing and Xiaoqu?"

At this time, Mingjing came in with a curtain, dressed in white and spotless. Everyone looked at her and their eyes changed involuntarily.

Which of the cooks is not greasy and sweaty, but she is white, fresh and clean.

Qu Feitai walked behind her. The shining stars on the stage were a little haggard at the moment. Their hair was not as delicate as when they first came, showing a few messy threads, but more and more showing their youthful spirit.

Mingjing and Qu Feitai sat down at the table. Mingjing said, "use local materials. Let's make do with it."

Han Ying couldn't wait to eat a mouthful of ramen and couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow, it's really delicious. Mingjing, you're really great. There's nothing you can't do. I'm convinced."

Mingjing smiled and looked at Zhao Xinrong and Zou Jingyu: "two teachers, the dough is not delicious."

Zou Jingyu picked up his chopsticks, took a sip, tasted it carefully, and nodded again and again: "the noodles are very strong. The soup is sour and cool, and the aftertaste is a little spicy. This spicy is different from ordinary pepper. It doesn't rush to the throat and has endless aftertaste. What did you add?"

Zhao Xinrong couldn't wait to take a bite and stared. "Old Zou, this is someone else's exclusive secret recipe. It's certainly impossible to tell you easily."

Mingjing poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea, sipped it slowly and said with a faint smile: "there's nothing to say. There are Polygonum grass everywhere outside the door. It's spicy. It's a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. It can clear away heat and relieve summer heat, relax muscles and bones. I distilled it and added the accumulated water to the soup, which enriches the sense of mouth and Relieves summer heat and thirst."

Zhao Xinrong gave a thumbs up in amazement. "It's powerful. It's really powerful. I haven't known a teenage girl for more than 40 years. It's really shameful."

Zou Jingyu smiled and nodded, "you know a lot."

Han Ying suddenly realized, "I said, you wrapped it up with a handkerchief. It turned out to be useful."

Mingjing said with a smile, "Polygonum is hot, and the skin is painful and spicy. You should pay attention to it in the future."

"Oh, I see. I've learned a lot in just half a day."

Zou Jingyu took a chopstick of wild vegetables. "Is this crane grass?"

Han Ying showed off first: "yes, Mingjing said it's a good Chinese herbal medicine. It's good for people's health."

Zou Jingyu tasted it and nodded: "it's refreshing and delicious."

Mingjing picked up the bowl and ate it slowly.

She was very quiet at dinner. She didn't say a word. For a moment, there was silence on the dinner table.

Xiao Wenwen took a mouthful and secretly skimmed her mouth. That's it. It was like what delicacies they blew.

If she hadn't been too hungry, she couldn't eat this kind of rice at all.

Qu Feitai was very happy to eat. This is the rice cooked by Mingjing himself. He has eaten the specialty of the state banquet chef and countless abalone and ginseng. However, he is not as good as the ordinary bowl of ramen in front of him.

One mouthful at a time, he ate very slowly and seriously.

Han Ying put down her chopsticks and looked at Xiao Wenwen: "the rice is made by the mirror, the fire is cooked by brother Qu, and the dishes are washed by me. Everyone works, except you. You blow the air conditioner in the room. You won't have to push off the pot?"

Xiao Wenwen looked stiff. She hated her agent. What bad program did she get.

"I..."

"OK, if you don't speak, I'll take it as your default. Mingjing hurried upstairs to have a rest after dinner. You've worked hard." Han Ying doesn't give Xiao Wenwen the chance to refuse and greets Mingjing upstairs.

The mirror put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Xiao Wenwen, smiled and said, "it's hard."

Then he nodded to Zou Jingyu and Zhao Xinrong, and got up and went upstairs.

Xiao Wenwen bit her teeth and stared at the back of the mirror. She always felt that her last smile was full of ridicule.

Without a word, Qu Feitai lost his dishes and chopsticks and went upstairs.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the mess on the table and turned green.

Zou Jingyu smiled and said, "Wenwen has worked hard." He patted her on the shoulder and walked out with his hands on his back.

In front of the monitoring shed, the director trotted out with a boxed lunch: "old Zou, what's the origin of this new person? I don't think it's difficult to find her. Once it was broadcast, she absolutely sucked powder. There was also a chemical reaction between her and Qu Feitai. She scolded several female staff members in the morning. Now they all knock their CP. this trend is getting more and more strange. Our program is going to explode."

Zou Jingyu glanced at the fried dishes without half of the oil and water in the lunch box and said with a smile, "come as you should. Let it be."

The director's eyes turned: "is the Ramen she made really delicious? Seriously, I'm from the north. I can't stand eating rice every day. Birds fade out of my mouth."

Zou Jingyu as like as two peas lead a person to endless aftertastes: "delicious, unique taste. No one else in the world has the same flavor."

"Really? I read that she is only 16 years old. It doesn't look like she has lived a hard life since childhood. I can't see through it. It must be hot after the broadcast. We'd better sell it. Don't embarrass others."

Zou Jingyu snorted, "is this a dilemma? It's clearly a chance for her to show."

"It's your old man, but it's Xiao Wenwen. At least she's also the one that the gold owner wants to hold. Remind her not to go too far. If she's scolded and the advertiser pursues the responsibility and withdraws the capital at that time, what should she do?" The director said with a sad face.

To be fair, Spiegel has captured everyone's heart now. As for lazy Xiao Wenwen, stay where it's cool, but who gives people backing? When you look at the editing, there are black spots everywhere. Advertisers put pressure on Spiegel to cut plum directly. What else can you see in the program? Qu Feitai runs with Spiegel all the way, Do you see Xiao Wenwen's fancy ge you lying

"It's not certain who has a background. Wait and see." Zou Jingyu said with a smile.

The director's eyes lit up: "what did sister Yun tell you?"

"Work hard. I'll go around the field." Zou Jingyu left with his hands on his back.

The director thought about it. It seems that this new person is not simple. It's also that he can insert this issue of qufeitai horizontally. He can't do it without certain contacts and wrist.

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Mingjing rested for a while, turned out a book from the interlayer of the trunk, sat cross legged on the bed and looked through it.

Xiao Wenwen pushed the door in. The mirror didn't look up. Her thoughts were immersed in the sea of books.

Xiao Wenwen looked at her and turned her eyes back to the camera. What are you wearing.

Lying in bed, he fell asleep almost in the blink of an eye.

Time passed silently. The mirror closed the book and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Zhao Xinrong rubbed his waist and walked in from the door with a hard face.

Mingjing asked, "Miss Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xinrong said with a sad face, "my waist is an old problem. It always tortures me from time to time. It hurts badly when it's going to rain. It's more accurate than the weather forecast. I think it's going to rain these two days."

The mirror helped him to sit down in the chair and rubbed his back waist with one hand. Zhao Xinrong screamed, "it hurts..."

"Here?"

"More painful..." Zhao Xinrong took a breath.

Mingjing said softly, "is it the sequelae left by Mr. Zhao's lumbosacral sprain not treated in time in his early years?"

Zhao Xinrong said in surprise, "how do you know?"

Think of what Mingjing said in the kitchen at noon, "you've already seen it?"

Mingjing said: "Miss Zhao's walking center of gravity deviates to the left in order to reduce the pain of the right lumbosacral."

Zhao Xinrong looked at her and exclaimed, "you are really a gentle and careful girl. How excellent your parents have to be to teach such an excellent daughter."

Mingjing smiled and said, "Miss Zhao praised me. If Miss Zhao doesn't dislike it, I can massage it for you, which can temporarily alleviate your pain."

After nearly a day of contact, Zhao Xinrong didn't think Mingjing's words were aimless. He quickly said, "hurry up, I can't stand it for a moment."

The mirror washed his hands and made Zhao Xinrong lie down on the mat, relaxing his tendons and activating blood first. Zhao Xinrong sighed comfortably.

"There may be some pain next. Miss Zhao, bear it."

The voice fell to the ground. Mingjing pointed his fingers at the acupoints of Yu Shen, Yang Guan and Wei Zhong in turn, and then pushed and rolled. He only heard the scream of Zhao Xinrong killing a pig. He woke up Xiao Wenwen who was asleep and ran out barefoot: "what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Han Ying and Qu Feitai also came out of the room.

The mirror stopped and said faintly, "Mr. Zhao lies on his side for a while. Unfortunately, I didn't bring a needle bag on my trip. If acupuncture is applied, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort."

Zhao Xinrong took a long breath, "comfortable... Too comfortable. It's more comfortable than I asked a professional technician to massage. Where did you learn this skill? Can you teach me?"

"Mingjing, you... You can massage... Where did you learn from? Can you afford to lose Miss Zhao?" Xiao Wenwen rushed down from upstairs and looked at the mirror with a disgusted face.

Zhao Xinrong pulled her: "what nonsense are you talking about, child? It's much more comfortable after you press the mirror for me."

"The Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures say that the channels and collaterals are blocked, and the disease is born of unkindness. It is treated with massage, based on the Zang Fu organs and meridians, and with specific techniques to achieve the effect of dredging the channels and collaterals, healing and pain relief. It has been praised as a veteran doctor since ancient times. It has become no three no four in your mouth. I forgive your ignorance, but please don't open your mouth."

Without looking at her, the mirror turned and walked out.

Xiao Wenwen's face was green and white.

Zhao Xinrong got up, stood on the ground, swayed left and right, and said happily, "it's really God. After pressing the mirror, it's much more comfortable."

Staring at Xiao Wenwen, she said unhappily, "Wenwen, how can you say Mingjing like that? Go and apologize to Mingjing."

Xiao Wenwen stared in shock: "I apologize to her?"

"Otherwise." Han Ying came down from upstairs with his chest in his hands: "what a whir, it can only show your stupidity and ignorance. The mirror is enough to give you face. Go now."

Xiao Wenwen didn't expect that Han Ying could speak so hard in front of the camera. She looked at Qu Feitai. Qu Feitai looked very cold and frowned hard.

Xiao Wenwen understood that Qu Feitai thought so.

Xiao Wenwen's wronged flat mouth captured everyone's heart as soon as the mirror came. Instead, she became the target of public criticism. Why.