Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

There is no need to bring the ingredients for the pot, just use local materials, such as fish and shrimp from the river and mushrooms from the mountains. Wash and cut them. Roll a piece of lard into the pot and heat it. Add fresh river shrimp and sprinkle with homemade thirteen incense. It is still crunchy when it comes out of the pot. When you eat the shrimp, fry the fish with the shrimp in the pot. When both sides are golden, add water and the onion and ginger to remove the smell. Wait until the soup boils, then add the prepared mountain mushrooms.

The milky white fish soup is ready.

Xiaoxiao put the dry pancakes that Rong Yan and the others had brought with them on the side of the pot. After heating them up, one sip of soup and one piece of pancake was very beautiful.

With white soup and mushrooms and black fungus, Xiaoxiao felt that the soup still lacked a bit of green.

Fortunately, this is a mountain, and the most indispensable thing is all kinds of wild vegetables. She took away two sticks of firewood and turned them into a small fire. She immediately went around the area, scattering the seeds that needed to be sown, and digging out what she wanted to dig. She also took the opportunity to She found a few ripe tomatoes in the space, which were counted as growing in the mountains. When her space points reached 24950, she decisively walked back. When she came back, she also carried washed small wild garlic and bracken and wild amaranth, because she felt that 25,000 doesn’t sound good.

Just when she was about to put them into the pot, a prompt sounded in the space that had been very cheerful today: [Master, someone added something to the soup. Do you want to enable ingredient identification? 】

Xiaoxiao paused: [Use. 】

The speed of space was very fast. In addition to the ingredients Xiaoxiao put in, poisonous mushrooms were also added to the soup. With the help of space, she picked out the poisonous mushrooms without missing a beat.

Farmers who live near the mountains know that you cannot eat mushrooms you have never seen before, especially the brightly colored ones, so she can be 100% sure that she did not plant this poisonous mushroom. Even if she missed it, she would not be able to do this. A low-level error.

The fresh fragrance of the fish soup spread far away, and the guards who went to hunt for prey were greedy. Yun Yi first grabbed a piece of cake to soak in the soup and was about to put it in his mouth. When Xiaoxiao saw this, he hurriedly raised his hand to slap it away.

Yun Yi looked up at her innocently, Xiaoxiao's eyelashes trembled, her expression remained unchanged, and her smile was gentle: "You didn't wash your hands."

The rough Han Yun was also forced to go to the river to wash his fingernails first, while Xiaoxiao looked at the pot of soup. Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, he still decisively poured it all.

It was too late to make fish soup again. Fortunately, there were enough mountain delicacies, and with wild vegetables, it was also delicious. This time she stared at it from beginning to end and never left.

With this stare, she watched until Rong Yan came back.

This feeling of someone waiting for you when you return somewhere is strange and wonderful. Rong Yan doesn't know what he thinks. He just saw a beautiful clump of wild flowers and made a bracelet.

His craftsmanship is not as good as that of the Ning family, but his aesthetics is better. The various wild flowers complement each other and complement each other. Even though he is a little embarrassed to give it away, Xiaoxiao himself exclaims when he sees it: "It's so beautiful!" Then he turns his attention elsewhere and reaches out his hand. : "Then I'll let you play."

I wanted to add, "I just happened to see some flowers, so I just made it up", but when I saw her putting on the bracelet, smiling and looking left and right, I swallowed my words again.

Xiaoxiao admired it enough and jumped up to him and asked: "Does it look good?" as if she had done it herself.

Rong Yan was very happy that his thoughts were valued and recognized, and he couldn't hold back his face at all.

Looking at the guards returning gradually not far away, Xiaoxiao leaned close to his ear as if showing Rong Yan his bracelet: "Brother Ayan, do you believe me?"

"Believe me, can you come to me alone tonight without alerting anyone?"

Rong Yan froze, and after a long while he said "Yeah" in a very, very low voice.

After that, he was a little distracted. The guards discovered that the fish soup turned into mushroom soup. Xiaoxiao did not make any publicity about the poisonous mushrooms, but said regretfully: "There were too many fish bones just now, and they all melted into the soup. It’s so inconvenient to eat.”

Everything she cooked was delicious, and the guards just said a few words of regret before eating happily.

Only Rong Yan was restless, thinking, should he really go? But in the dead of night, a man and a woman alone, is this okay? What would happen to her good reputation if people found out?

The more he thought about it, the calmer he became.

Based on his understanding of Ning Xiaoxiao, she is not the kind of impulsive person who doesn't know etiquette. Even if she likes him no matter how much she likes him, she would not do anything contrary to ethics. So, what happened?

Was someone bullying her?

Thinking about it this way, he became even more anxious.

After eating and continuing to explore the mountains, Rong Yan wanted to ask her for clarification, but Xiaoxiao saw that there were always one or two guards following him, so she avoided the topic and just stuffed a string of coral beads into his hand.

It was night, after dinner, Rong Yan asked the guards to help the Ning family clean up, and walked alone towards the kitchen where Xiaoxiao was.

He didn't know that behind him, the guards were winking and smiling evilly.

When it comes to growing up as a teenager, it’s really a mixed bag. In the past, they were worried that their master was not enlightened, unkind, and unsophisticated. They were even worried that he would die alone. But now his master suddenly became enlightened. This progress was so rapid and rapid that it was really overwhelming and at a loss as to what to do.

Her brothers were all distracted by her trying to arrange other things. Xiaoxiao concentrated on waiting for someone in the kitchen. As soon as she saw Rong Yan coming, she pulled him and ran behind the firewood pile.

Rong Yan knew he shouldn't, but his mind immediately flashed into some gossip about cornfields and firewood piles that he accidentally heard while walking in Fuyuan Village, and the warmth under his face almost penetrated his skin. , but Xiaoxiao took him to a cramped place.

God knows that Xiaoxiao just didn't think of any other convenient place to whisper at this moment. She didn't know that the muscles of the boy in front of her were tense at this moment, so she asked directly: "Little brother, have these guards in your family been with you for a long time?"

This question was a bit strange, but it succeeded in bringing back Rong Yan's calmness: "I followed you when I was very young. What's wrong?"

Xiaoxiao felt that this matter was a bit hard to talk about, but she was too lazy to chatter like in the bloody TV. She talked about three episodes in one sentence, and simply said straightforwardly: "That's it, do you still remember the pot that I dumped in the mountains today?" Soup? Actually, it wasn’t because of the thorns, but when I came back after I left, I found that someone had put a lot of poisonous mushrooms into the pot.”

The thoughts that had been bothering Rong Yan until now were instantly dissipated, turning into a basin of ice water, drenching him to the core: "Are you sure it wasn't an accident?"

Xiaoxiao has always been careful about what she eats: "I'm pretty sure I didn't put those mushrooms there, and I specifically mentioned some of them when I was picking them, telling everyone they couldn't eat them."

"I didn't mention anything being added to the pot afterwards, thinking maybe someone would tell me if someone made a mistake."

The corners of Rong Yan's lips tightened - but they didn't.

Xiaoxiao also noticed something unusual about him. She didn't know what to say. She scratched her head and held back one sentence: "It was just an accident. They just forgot to mention it, or they didn't think it was important. Did I think about it or tell them?" It would be better for you to say..."

Today, an important relative passed away, and I feel a little heavy.

May there be no pain in heaven, and may those left behind get over their sorrows as soon as possible. I also hope that you who are reading this book will be in good health and be happy together.

Cherish the people around you and cherish the time you spend with your loved ones