Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

Chapter 50:

After a full meal, the bowl returned to Lu Qiming to clean up. Jiang Miaomiao used the water he brought back to take a shower in the bathroom.

The climate on the island was warm, and they did another day's work. They didn't feel cold even after taking a bath in cold water. On the contrary, they were refreshed and energetic.

Jiang Miaomiao's T-shirt was dirty and smelly of sweat, so she went to the closet upstairs to find new clothes.

In terms of clothing styles, this house should have lived with a family of three, parents in their thirties, and a boy around ten years old.

Father's clothes are too big, and the boy's clothes are too small, so she can only wear mother's clothes.

The mother dresses in a warm and unrestrained style, either a deep V-neck floral dress or a red dress.

It took Jiang Miaomiao for a long time to pick up two small print skirts and put them next to each other separately as his own change of clothes.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs. Lu Qiming sat on the threshold, looking at the street and smoking.

"Have you not finished smoking yet?"

"It's gone."

"Then where did you come from?"

The thing in his raised hand shook, and she realized that it was not a cigarette but a cigar.

The residents of the island like to smoke cigars. There are dozens of boxes on the counter of the store, all of which are now Lu Qiming's possession.

She doesn't mind him smoking, but he just got better. Will smoking this kind of thing affect the body all the time?

Jiang Miaomiao expressed his concerns, and Lu Qiming raised his eyebrows.

"You can't bear me?"

She curled her lips and sat down on the threshold.

"I can't figure out what is so good about this thing. It is understandable to take root and disperse the pressure when the injury is too painful, but now it is clearly not injured. If you are bored, there are fruit candies in the store. this is delicious."

"Fruit candy?" Lu Qiming couldn't help but laugh, "That's something that children only like."

"Hmph, you are so old."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't bother to care about him, so he pulled out the grass and leaves and played with Jiang Rourou.

She seemed to go back to the days when she lived in the World Trade Center, eating and drinking, carefree.

But life is clearly better now than it was then. She went out when she wanted to go out, and soaked in the sun when she wanted to. Nothing could stop her, just like a little king on this island.

Lu Qiming took a sip of his cigar, and suddenly felt nothing, turned to look at the people around him, and deliberately cleared his throat.

"Ahem, you really don't want me to smoke?"

"It doesn't matter, you smoke if you like, don't smoke me."

"You look at me."

When she turned her head, the other party's lips suddenly pressed against each other, without getting deep, just pressed against each other quietly, feeling the breath and body temperature.

The sea breeze blows on them, and the sunset glows on them.

Jiang Rourou yawned lazily on the ground, and their embracing figures were reflected in his round black eyes.

The last ray of light disappeared somehow, and the vast stars quietly occupied the sky.

Jiang Miaomiao pushed him away flushed and whispered:

"It's too late, go to bed."

Lu Qiming nodded, drove the dog in, closed the front and back doors, and entered the master bedroom with her.

Lying on the bed, he thought of the contraceptive pill she brought back today, thinking she would do something.

But Jiang Miaomiao went to bed and fell asleep, she shrank into his arms, and put her hands on her chest slightly, her sleeping face quiet and beautiful.

The hot blood in the body suddenly calmed down, and he kissed her forehead, buried his face in her smooth long hair, and fell asleep.

Two people and one dog live an extremely regular life on this island.

Get up at 8|9 o'clock every morning, one cooks and the other washes clothes.

The washed clothes are dried in the yard.

After eating, collect supplies in the town in the morning, go to the farmland to take care of potatoes and tomatoes, pick the mature ones back and store them in a cool place.

Lunch and dinner take turns, and the whole afternoon is spent in the sea.

Or pick up shells, or catch crabs, or go fishing.

Humans have suffered heavy losses, but marine life has ushered in an unprecedented reproduction period. The sea is like a huge treasure house, which always surprises them.

After two months, the two of them not only gained a lap each, but also had a lot of supplies in a small room that was changed to a warehouse.

Three or four baskets of potatoes, two baskets of tomatoes, a lot of daily necessities, several barrels of seafood.

Because the island’s climate is too warm, the food is easy to rot, and often they go bad before they can eat it.

Jiang Miaomiao came up with a way to slice the potatoes, spread a plastic sheet on the ground of the yard, spread the potato slices evenly, and leave them in the sun for three or four days until they crumble when they are pinched. Pack them in fresh-keeping bags. Get up and save.

She collected all the edible salt on the island, mashed the cooked tomatoes into a sauce, added salt and continued to cook until it became a thick paste, then filled it in a glass bottle and used it as a tomato sauce.

Seafood is even more convenient, wrapped in salt and dried in the yard.

As long as we prevent the seagulls that occasionally fly over to steal food, it will not take long to harvest dry goods that can be stored for at least one or two years.

The small warehouse is getting fuller day by day, and Jiang Miaomiao's mood is getting better and better. Opening his eyes every morning, he feels that life is extremely wonderful.

Of course, there are some small flaws in the beauty.

For example, Lu Qiming always laughed at her-tanned like a black monkey.

She wanted to refute, but she could stand in front of the mirror and take a closer look.

The bronzed face, bronzed arms and even the insteps are dark, only the palms and soles of the feet are lighter in color.

Isn't it a black monkey? People are right.

But she looked at Lu Qiming again, and her heart was immediately balanced.

She is still bronze anyway, barely a healthy complexion, Lu Qiming, who runs away every day, is already black as charcoal, running to the standards of Africans forever.

Jiang Miaomiao liked whitening very much before, and he tried various widely spread methods.

What to drink lemonade, eat vitamins, apply whitening | essence and sunscreen.

After the end of the world, she got her wish, not going out every day, so that the blood vessels on her wrist were clearly visible.

Now it's only two months, and her white skin has become a thing of the past, as if it had never existed.

At first I felt awkward, how ugly I looked.

But over time, she gradually changed her aesthetics and could appreciate this unique beauty.

Dark skin is good, black skin with white suspender skirt is extraordinarily beautiful.

And because of eating more, doing more physical work, and being in a good mood, her figure is also much plumper.

Her **** became rounded, her chest became full, and a few abdominal muscles faintly revealed on her flat stomach, which made her linger for several days.

Jiang Miaomiao's swimming level has been greatly improved. He used to be a dog shovel, but now he takes a deep breath and can go back and forth downstream.

That afternoon, Lu Qiming pulled out a small boat from the dwellings and went fishing in the waters farther away.

He had been there once before and brought back a large salmon weighing more than ten kilograms.

The two ate half of the meal that night, and the remaining half was dried by Jiang Miaomiao, and it is still hanging on the beam of the house.

Jiang Miaomiao was a little seasick, so she didn't go with him and stayed with Jiang Rourou, picking up shells on the shore.

After training, her shell-picking craftsmanship can be described as perfect. She knows the places where small things like to hide, and she is accurate.

After a while, he picked out a washbasin.

There are many more at home, so I don’t have to worry about eating for the time being, so I can steal a little lazy.

Jiang Miaomiao ran home and brought a glass of beer in a wooden barrel brewed by the islanders. He sat in the shade of the beach and drank while enjoying the scenery. He hiccuped a few alcoholic beverages contentedly.

Jiang Rourou passed by with his tail wagging

, She touched its hair and couldn't help being jealous.

"We have all become dogs, but you are still so white."

Jiang Rourou didn't feel his own advantage at all, staring at the cup in her hand, thinking it was something good.

She poured her palm a little and passed it to lick it.

It tasted, and walked away with disgust.

Jiang Miaomiao laughed, lay down on the beach and rolled twice, suddenly remembering that this kind of life would not last long, and felt disappointed.

Lu Qiming can live a normal life now and rely on vaccines. There are only nine vaccines. Two of them have been used after he got on the island, and the rest can last up to seven months.

What to do after seven months?

It is impossible to go back. Gu Changzhou will kill them, so stay?

It's very good here, if you become a zombie and live for a long time, it may not be a good choice.

But humans will come back sooner or later. After more than ten years, they set foot on this land again and saw two silly zombies. They would probably explode their heads without hesitation.

What does it feel like to have a headshot?

She recalled the tragic picture of the zombie's head exploding, touched her head subconsciously, and continued to drink.

Alcohol is a good thing that makes people blindly happy, forgetting all worries.

Jiang Miaomiao used his toes to cut out a pit on the beach, finished his beer, and planned to sleep.

After waking up, Lu Qiming probably came back, and went home together, he took a bath, and she cooked.

What should I eat at night? Boil the remaining half salmon?

While thinking about it, a small boat suddenly appeared on the sea.

She stood up and looked at Lu Qiming's ship.

He came back so soon, what happened?

Jiang Miaomiao hurried to the shore and wanted to ask him.

Before Lu Qiming reached the shore, he shouted at her far away:

"go home quickly!"

"what?"

"A typhoon is coming, go back soon!"

typhoon? ? ?

Jiang Miaomiao looked into the distance, and sure enough, a large black cloud floated in the sky at some point, and the squally wind roared underneath, and the huge waves surpassed the sky.

She has always lived in the interior and has only heard of typhoons and never experienced them.

The power of the typhoon has been reported in the news, but it can even be rolled up by the roots of a big tree, not to mention that she is still under a hundred weight.

Hearing this, Jiang Miaomiao quickly called Jiang Rourou, and Sa Yazi ran home, went to the yard to collect clothes, potatoes, and salted fish.

Halfway through the receipt, Lu Qiming was also home. He didn't have time to wash the sand on his feet, and helped her clean up together.

The two took all the things in the yard back into the house and kept shutting the doors and windows.

floor

There are seven or eight windows on the bottom and seven or eight windows on the upper floor.

They ran so fast that they finally left only two.

One is in the east and the other is in the west.

Jiang Miaomiao went to the west, leaving the eastern fan to Lu Qiming.

She ran to the window, grabbed the frame and was about to close it. A gust of wind blew in from outside, and the glass slapped her face like a gong and bounced back again.

She was beaten so that her cheeks were numb and dizzy. She fell on the floor and couldn't get up for a long time.

Hearing the movement, Lu Qiming speeded up his hand and closed the window to help her.

"How? Are you injured?"

Jiang Miaomiao reached out with difficulty.

"Leave me alone, window!"

The wind kept blowing in. The hanging pictures in the corridor, the quilt pillows on the bed, and the table lamps on the bedside tables were all blown away from their original positions and the room was rolling in chaos.

Lu Qiming had to put her down first, walked to the wall hard against the strong wind, and tried to close the window.

But the wind seemed to be against him. The harder he was, the stronger the wind blew.

Jiang Miaomiao tried to get up, grabbed the hem of his clothes and walked over with strength. The four hands smashed in together, with all his strength, finally closed the window.

The house is not strong, the wind is leaking in all directions, and the sound of the wind outside is like a ghost howling, which makes people frighten.

Soon the sky darkened, and the room was gloomy.

The two dared not stay upstairs, and ran to the small room that looked the strongest on the first floor, closed the door, and hugged each other.

The videos I have watched come to mind.

The typhoon blew the car away.

The typhoon blew the trees away.

The typhoon blew the roof away.

Jiang Miaomiao heard a loud bang from upstairs, and his heart jumped and his voice changed.

"Is our roof gone?"

Lu Qiming didn't seem to worry at all.

"Not so, the house built by the sea is not so crisp."

"But I just heard clearly..."

"Do you want to go out and see?"

"I don't want to."

"That's it." Lu Qiming touched her head, "Hey, go to bed as soon as you have nothing to do. The typhoon will pass after you wake up."

The movement outside the door is like a group of crazy Decepticons, who can sleep.

Jiang Miaomiao put his arms around his waist and suddenly remembered something.

"It's over!"

Lu Qiming asked: "What's wrong?"

"The kelp I hung on the window hasn't been recovered! Oh, oh, I have dried the kelp for several days, and it dries right away. I think I can use it to stew the soup..."

She was heartbroken, but he scoffed

She laughed out loud and kissed her:

"I know Grandma Jiang, if your kelp is gone, it will be gone, I'll get it for you again."

"Woo..."

She leaned in his arms and listened to his heartbeat, terribly afraid that the house would fall and crush them to death.

They have only had a good life for two months, which is far from enough.

"Lu Qiming."

After a few minutes, she suddenly called him.

Lu Qiming hummed, "What else did I forget to collect? I'll make up for it in the future."

"Shall we get married?"

"……what?"

He suspected he had heard it wrong, rubbed his ears, and wanted her to say it again.

Jiang Miaomiao said that sentence completely impulsively. Now that he reacted, he was very embarrassed.

"It's nothing."

She closed her eyes and planned to go to bed. The other party held her shoulder and shook her up like a sieve.

"You want to marry me?!"

Jiang Miaomiao blushed and pushed him away:

"I'm sleepy, don't bother me."

Lu Qiming was so excited that he hugged her into his arms hard, as if he was going to strangle her.

"Okay! We get married and we will end tomorrow!"

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't breathe, but his heart was sweet.

But a few minutes later, she regretted it again.

She likes Lu Qiming, and Lu Qiming likes her. It is logical for the two to get married.

But when other people get married, the man first proposes, diamond rings, flowers, and there is a marriage proposal, which is very grand.

And her?

In a whim at the center of the typhoon, the other party did nothing, just a "good" word, gave it?

However, it has not been easy for the two to live until now, and Lu Qiming has no place to buy flowers and diamond rings.

Therefore, Jiang Miaomiao pressed this regret into his heart and began to ponder his wedding.

The typhoon blew for half a day and one night, and then gradually disappeared the next morning.

The two came out of the small room and were taken aback by the pictures outside.

The living room and kitchen were in a mess, with rice and noodles scattered everywhere, windows were broken, rainwater poured into the house, and the floor was covered with water stains.

They went out to look at the streets, and the situation was worse, as if they had been ransacked by a group of bandits.

A good town, unexpectedly became like this.

Jiang Miaomiao felt like crying.

Lu Qiming picked up two slippers of different colors and put them on, picked up the trash can and said:

"Clean up first."

Jiang Miaomiao nodded, stepped on the pool of water in the living room, and went upstairs to find a rag.

It only took one night for the typhoon to cross the border, but it took them several days to restore their home.

The soaked furniture must be moved out to dry, the sheets and quilts must be washed,

The floor should be wiped dry.

The broken dishes and vases were filled with trash cans. Jiang Miaomiao went to the neighbor's house next door to pick out many intact dishes and bowls and transported them home to fill the cabinets.

Lu Qiming repaired the broken windows, removed the glass from other houses, and installed them in their home.

After everything was done, the two of them were so tired that they didn't want to move. They sat on the sofa in the yard to dry, drowsy in the sun.

Jiang Miaomiao almost started to dream, Lu Qiming jumped up suddenly and pushed her.

"Wake up!"

She was very sleepy, "What are you doing, haven't you done it all?"

"And one more thing."

"what's up?"

"marry!"

Ever since she said that sentence that day, Lu Qiming had been thinking about it and couldn't forget it.

Jiang Miaomiao was a little shy thinking of this, and couldn't help but retreat.

"Do you really want to tie it? Forget it, it makes no difference whether we tie it or not."

"It must be done! Anything can be lazy, this one cannot be lazy."

"But I'm a little tired..."

"Well, you continue to rest, I will do it."

Lu Qiming was also tired. Climbing up and down to repair the windows used a lot of his energy, but the thought that they were getting married gave him unlimited motivation.

He walked two steps into the room, stopped suddenly, and asked:

"What do you want to do to get married?"

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned, trying to recall his experience when he drank other people's wedding drinks.

"Uh... make a delicious meal?"

Lu Qiming nodded thoughtfully and walked into the room.

So her wedding is likely to have only one meal?

That won't work!

The proposal ceremony has been omitted, this cannot be saved.

Jiang Miaomiao jumped up with a carp, chased him to discuss with him, and finally determined a few things.

1. The place of marriage.

There is a church in the town, but they don't believe in gods, so just choose a good view.

The lake is very nice, with green grass and rippling water. There is a mountain on the left and the sea on the right, so choose that.

2. Food.

Lu Qiming is in charge of this. He is good at making cakes.

Of course you should eat the best food at the wedding.

3. Wedding dress.

There are no bridal shops or even clothing shops on the island. But Jiang Miaomiao saw a sewing machine stepping on it in a family's house and it was still working.

The fabric of the wedding dress is not much different from the curtain fabric, and they are all gorgeous.

So she made a great decision-to make a wedding dress for herself.

As for the date of marriage, it is set after all preparations are completed.

Making a wedding dress is a huge project and it takes time.

That night, Jiang Miaomiao asked Lu Qiming to carry the sewing machine back and put it in the living room, and then took him to accompany him around the town, looking for the best curtain fabric.

The aborigines like the English country style. The curtains are either small broken flowers or checkered patterns, which makes them look small when used for wedding dresses.

The two searched for a long time, and finally aimed at the curtains in the only restaurant in town-white cotton cloth dotted with lace, simple but elegant.

As I experienced a typhoon not long ago, a lot of mud spots were splashed on the curtains and needed to be washed.

Lu Qiming carried the ladder and removed four sets of curtains.

Jiang Miaomiao brought it to the lake in a bucket, washed it overnight, and left it to dry in the yard.

Woke up the next day and was dried by the sea breeze.

What should I do for the wedding dress?

She found a skirt that fits her body shape, put it on the flat curtain cloth, and cut out the upper body.

Then I used my imagination to cut a big skirt.

The skirt of the wedding dress has to be supported to look good. There is no skirt support in the town, so you can only make a few more skirts and support it with fabric.

She cut two more skirts, piled the excess waste aside, and turned on the sewing machine.

As a handicapped party, she has never touched a sewing machine.

But when I was young, there was a similar one at home. Her mother used it all the time and made her a little skirt, so it was vaguely impressed.

It seems that the thread passes through here first... and then through there...

Jiang Miaomiao fiddled with it all morning, failed countless times, and finally found the correct step, and the sound of the sewing machine rang in the room.

Lu Qiming caught two big lobsters, passed in front of her carrying the bucket, and looked at it, unexpectedly.

"Really useful?"

"Get out of the way, you are so stinky, don't get my cloth dirty."

"Are you sure you made a wedding dress, not an apron?"

Jiang Miaomiao stopped and glared at him.

He grinned and blew her a kiss and walked into the kitchen.

Stitch the fabric according to the shape, cut out a peach-heart neckline, and seam it.

Everything went well, and the results came out at noon the next day.

Because the craftsmanship is not superb, the skirt looks very rough, only barely have the outline of a wedding dress.

But Jiang Miaomiao liked it very much, happily holding it upstairs and standing in front of the mirror to replace it.

An embarrassing thing happened... This tailor-made skirt can't fit in!

what happened? She made it according to her clothes size.

Jiang Miaomiao sat on the floor and searched for a long time, and found the reason-when she was cutting the fabric, she

There is no width for the seam, so the upper body is exactly one size smaller.

This is over, do you want to do another one?

Not to mention the fabric is enough, the time is too late.

Lu Qiming went upstairs to call her for lunch, saw the skirt in her arms, raised an eyebrow and asked:

"Already done? Put it on and show me."

She evasive.

"No, you have to wait until the day of the wedding to wear it, otherwise it won't be new and unlucky."

"There is still such a rule?"

"Ok!"

"Well, then I'll watch it when we get married, and eat."

Jiang Miaomiao put down her skirt and walked out, Lu Qiming put his arm around her shoulder, and suddenly came to kiss her ear.

"How about doing a favor?"

"What's busy?"

"That day was also my wedding, can you make me a decent suit?"

"you?"

She stopped and looked up and down a few times, her expression disgusted.

Lu Qiming said: "Yes, I am your marriage partner. You don't want me to dress more handsomely?"

"No, I don't have any problems with you running naked."

She was already exhausted to make her own wedding dress, so there was no energy left to do it for him.

Lu Qiming began to play tricks, holding her to prevent her from going downstairs.

"Good Miaomiao, dear Miaomiao, the cutest, most beautiful and capable Miaomiao in the world. Please, make good-looking clothes for your husband and let him get married decently?"

Begging is not counted, he kissed her madly, and drooled her face.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't resist, so she agreed, planning to go to the neighbor's house to find a man's suit, and just change it to his size.

The two finally went downstairs to the dining table.

Lunch is lobster fried rice, with sausage and tomato sauce, which smells very good.

Jiang Miaomiao picked up the spoon, his wedding dress suddenly appeared in his mind, ignoring the temptation of food, and made an extremely difficult decision.

She wants to lose weight.

Isn’t it just one size smaller? Give her a few days, she can lose weight.

Lu Qiming had already wiped out half of the game and found that she hadn't moved yet, and urged:

"What are you doing in a daze? Eat, I can eat without it."

"you eat."

She pushed the plate over resolutely.

Lu Qiming was surprised.

"Are you not going to eat? Which way?"

"I'm not hungry, go to bed."

Jiang Miaomiao turned upstairs and never came down again.

Lu Qiming couldn't rest assured, he cooked a bowl of noodles for her alone after eating, and knocked on the door upstairs.

"Miaomiao, are you hungry? Come out and eat some."

Jiang Miaomiao's voice came through the door.

"I will not eat."

"Take two bites, made for you."

"I'm really not hungry, you can go."

Stop tempting her.

Lu Qiming called for a long time without seeing her coming out, so he had to give up and go downstairs to wash the dishes.

He suspected that she was ill, but in the afternoon, she walked out again, and took him to find the suit.

Jiang Miaomiao went on a diet while preparing a dress for Lu Qiming.

When you are too hungry, you can eat a few tomatoes to satisfy your stomach.

On the third day, she went out to the sea specially with Lu Qiming, and she vomited bile.

After losing weight almost like masochism, she felt that she was visibly thinner.

Go to try the wedding dress again, the size is just right.

Jiang Miaomiao stood in front of the mirror and turned around narcissistically.

Lu Qiming opened the door and walked in. He was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Didn't you mean...you can't try on it in advance, otherwise it is unlucky?"

"Yes? I forgot."

"..."

Lu Qiming remembered something and asked happily: "Then can I try my clothes?"

It was changed yesterday and it is hanging in the closet.

Jiang Miaomiao smiled slightly, shook his head, and walked to him.

Lu Qiming was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because..." She stood on tiptoe and hooked his neck, "Let's get married tonight."

She was so hungry that she couldn't stand it and wanted to eat a lot.

Lu Qiming had no objections and went downstairs to tinker with his meal.

Jiang Miaomiao improved the wedding dress a little more, sewed a circle of lace on the collar and cuffs, cut off the excess thread, took off the little star from the Christmas tree in the restaurant warehouse, and sew it on the skirt.

She found a piece of red cloth, made two corsages, and wrote "the groom" and "the bride" with a fountain pen on the strip of cloth under the corsage.

What's worse?

veil? There are no mosquito nets here, it is probably out of play.

Standing on the balcony, Jiang Miaomiao found some wild flowers blooming in the yard next door. He ran to pick them and put them on iron wire and floral cloth to make a small flower crown.

The aboriginal people on the island also have a lot of jewelry. She took earrings from this store and necklace from that store, pieced together and made up a complete set.

When she was busy, Lu Qiming was not idle either. He made the dishes that had been prepared a long time ago, moved a table on the grass by the lake, spread the tablecloth, and brought the dishes and drinks over.

The wedding requires a sense of ceremony. He removed the white door frame of the bar, put it on the grass, and wrapped it with bright red cloth, looking beaming.

Everything in the plan was completed, but Jiang Miaomiao always felt that he had forgotten something when he changed his clothes and stood on the grass.

A bunch of fluffy things arched into the hem of her skirt, she raised it up and thought about it.

"My flesh, how can I forget you."

It is a very important role!

Jiang Miaomiao took off the corolla on his head and put it around his neck, looking like a collar.

At this point, everything was done, and the two walked under the red frame.

She looked at him, and he looked at her, both a little embarrassed.

"Ahem."

Wearing a suit darker than his skin, Lu Qiming cleared his throat, suddenly knelt on one knee, and took out a small silver ring from his pocket.

Jiang Miaomiao was surprised, "Where did you get it?"

"There is a decorative silver wine glass in the bar. I secretly polished it in the middle of the night."

"……OK, thanks."

She stretched out her finger, ready to put it on.

Lu Qiming insisted on walking the entire course.

"Miss Jiang Miaomiao, are you willing to marry me, an old man who is almost fifty years old? I may eat more than you and die earlier than you. Are you willing to never leave me?"

Jiang Miaomiao grinned.

"I am willing, I am still willing to live in your house after you leave and spend your money."

He blinked.

"But I don't have a house or money. The only thing I have is you."

"Really? That's a good baby like no other in the world."

He chuckled and put a ring on her.

Dark skin, bright ring, unique.

Lu Qiming stood up, Jiang Miaomiao pulled the skirt up, "I didn't secretly wear a ring in the middle of the night, so I can't exchange it with you."

"It's okay, you owe it, and use it as a cow to pay me back."

Jiang Miaomiao pinched him.

"Who is the cow and who is the horse?"

He quickly made up his mind, "I am a cow and I am a horse."