Farming and slapping face through time travel

The more he walked forward, the more things appeared. It was also another kind of shrub fruit he knew. This fruit was a smaller version of a peach, and it could only grow to the size of a soybean. The edibility of this thing fluctuates, adults don't let them eat it, but they have no problems after eating it, but Shen Jiyao doesn't plan to include it in his recipes, this thing is small and hard to get.

It seems that the ecology of this mountain is not bad. If you can visit more, you should gain more.

Shen Jiyao was thinking about it, and kept walking forward. When he reached a high sill, Shen Jiyao finally found a kind of wild vegetable that looked like a shrub. The leaves of the dogweed are similar to the leaves of wild apples that can be seen everywhere in the countryside. They can be eaten, and they are also very delicious. It is densely covered with aphid eggs, not to mention how disgusting it is, but it tastes very delicious when it is boiled in hot water and dipped in chili water.

Shen Jiyao is almost drooling thinking about it, and misses the taste of his hometown even more. Maybe it grows in the mountains, and the dogbeen in front of him has no scalp-numbing eggs. The fly in the ointment is that these are a bit old and can't be pinched. Shen Jiyao didn't care about the half of the little finger, he hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes to make a pocket, and began to pinch the most tender point.

On the other side, Lan Qianjue, who had dug the pit and arranged it properly, came back but did not see Shen Jiyao nearby. He frowned and searched around but still did not see anyone. Lan Qianjue was not calm at the moment He frowned, and called Shen Jiyao's name twice but got no response.

Lan Qianjue couldn't help getting worried. He shook hands and analyzed the possible direction of Shen Jiyao. Now there are only two possibilities. He either went to the top of the mountain or went sideways to the other side. Lan Qianjue looked at the opposite side quietly. The next moment, he dropped his hoe and ran to the other side.

On the other hand, Shen Jiyao didn't know that someone would be anxious as he walked farther and farther away. The old god was still pinching wild vegetables. There were a lot of dogweed growing sparsely in this area. After half an hour of picking without looking up, I have already picked a full bag.

He loosened the hem of the clothes in his hand, enlarged the space and continued to choose.

After choosing for a long time, his nails hurt a little. It wasn't until Shen Jiyao couldn't hold the hem of his clothes that he couldn't bear them, so he couldn't let go of his hands. He planned to pick them again tomorrow, although he couldn't finish the meal after picking too many. , It won't be fresh if left alone, but it's better to pick them all up and blanch them in a pot than to let them grow into branches gradually.

Satisfied, Shen Jiyao grabbed a bag full of dog weeds, then tucked the hem of his clothes into his belt and planned to continue walking to see if he could find something good, but Lan Qianjue, who was in a hurry, grabbed his arm, Before he could react, he was pulled into his arms.

"Didn't I tell you not to go too far?" Lan Qianjue was much taller than Shen Jiyao, and the hand holding Shen Jiyao's shoulder trembled slightly because of the loss and nervousness. He reprimanded in a low voice: "It's not safe in the mountains. Pay attention to you and run away without seeing anyone, so I can find you easily."

Shen Jiyao was stunned by the sudden movement for a moment, and then felt that he was being hugged by him, and his face turned red. Although the other party would always turn over to hug him these nights, it was all based on thinking that he was sleeping. I did it when I was sleeping, but now being hugged by him suddenly, Shen Jiyao's ears were burning, and his heart was beating wildly. He coughed and cleared his throat before saying, "I'm just looking for something Wild vegetables, did not run around."

Lan Qianjue didn't speak, his arms holding Shen Jiyao tightened again, and the two hugged in silence for a while, until Shen Jiyao's face became hotter and hotter before Lan Qianjue let go.

Lan Qianjue lowered his head to look at Shen Jiyao, and as soon as their eyes met, Shen Jiyao immediately looked away, obviously shy.

Seeing him like this, Lan Qianjue couldn't help feeling soft, and looked at Shen Jiyao more tenderly, and felt that he liked the person in front of him more and more. He smiled, and looked at the bulging clothes pocket in front of him.Said: "It seems that this trip was not in vain, and I found a lot of good things."

Shen Jiyao was distracted by his words, he hurriedly opened his pocket to let Lan Qianjue see, and offered a treasure: "Do you know this kind of wild vegetable, it's delicious when dipped in hot pepper water."

Lan Qianjue glanced at it, and saw that it was something he had never eaten before. It seemed that Shen Jiyao understood far beyond his knowledge, and he no longer doubted whether it was really edible, but raised his eyebrows , said: "What is it called? I have never heard that it can be eaten, but there are many wild vegetables of this kind on the ridge outside the village. If it tastes good, I will pick more tomorrow."

"This is dog whip grass. If you go to the field, take me with you. Maybe there are other wild vegetables on the ridge." Shen Jiyao said while thinking that Lan Qianjue didn't recognize the things he made. , Are there few dishes in ancient times, and don't the poor know how to dig wild vegetables to eat?Probably not, it may be that they know few wild vegetables, so they know less, or Lan Qianjue just doesn't know them, after all, how many ingredients can a man know without cooking or being in charge of the house?I don't know if they recognize cauliflower and spinach. It seems that I have to take some time to go to the town to see what ingredients and fruits were available in ancient times, so I can make plans then.

Lan Qianjue didn't object either. He just wanted to take over the wild vegetables that Shen Jiyao was carrying, but found that he couldn't carry them in his coat, so he lowered his head to put the hem of the clothes into the belt for Shen Jiyao, took his hand, and said: "I've already made the pit, and we'll go down the mountain after I chop some firewood."

Looking at his gentle eyes, Shen Jiyao couldn't help but move in his heart. He held Lan Qianjue's big rough hand slightly and nodded, and walked back with him.

When passing by the dwarf fruit tree, Shen Jiyao also asked Lan Qianjue if he knew this thing, and the other party shook his head as expected, and said, "Could it be edible?"

Shen Jiyao got the answer he wanted, looked at Lan Qianjue and smiled without saying a word.

After cutting the firewood, Lan Qianjue carried the firewood on his shoulders, holding the rope for binding the firewood in one hand and also carrying the hoe, with a hatchet pinned to his waist, looking very strong.

He looked at Shen Jiyao stretching out his hand, the meaning was self-evident.

Shen Jiyao suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It's not like he couldn't go down the mountain himself. He had to spare a hand to hold him even after carrying a bundle of firewood. He was moved, but also a little helpless. Naturally, he couldn't find a reason to refuse. Come, so I simply reached out and grabbed his hand.

The two returned to the village holding hands. Lan Qianjue did not let go of his hand, and Shen Jiyao was not afraid of being seen by others. Their relationship had already spread, so why bother to cover it up.

After walking a few steps, I saw a group of old ladies chatting outside the fence of a family not far away. When they saw the two of them, they first stopped talking, and when the two walked to the front, they began to whisper behind. He gesticulated and said about Shen Jiyao, and then began to laugh unscrupulously as he spoke.

Shen Jiyao pretended not to hear it, but Lan Qianjue frowned and looked back. The group of people turned to other things as if nothing had happened, and even gave Lan Qianjue a sidelong glance.

"Don't pay attention to them, anyway, I don't care." Shen Jiyao said: "If they want to talk, let them talk, and I won't lose a piece of meat because of these few words."

Lan Qianjue hummed, and tightened her hand again.

As soon as the two of them entered the yard, they saw Erdan lying on Shen Jiyao's recliner with a small quilt and sleeping with his mouth open. Not far away, the sister-in-law was sitting outside the door embroidering, and the chickens in the chicken coop outside the house were clucking from time to time. Shen Jiyao couldn't help squinting his eyes when he saw a disgusting thing sleeping on his recliner.

The sister-in-law on the opposite side heard the movement and looked up. Seeing that there were two people holding hands, she immediately looked disgusted, snorted disdainfully, and continued to focus on being a female celebrity.

Lan Qianjue went to the front of the house and put down the firewood on his shoulders, and stood the hoe by the door, then moved his arms and walked to the recliner under the locust tree, kicked the recliner, Erdan was awakened.

Shen Jiyao watched suspiciously, not knowing what Lan Qianjue was going to do.

Lan Qianjue looked at Er Dan expressionlessly, and said, "Get up."

Erdan was still sleepy, he hummed reluctantly and turned his back to Lan Qianjue to continue sleeping, Lan Qianjue directly lifted one of his arms and pulled him up, The sister-in-law who was working as a female celebrity on the opposite side could not calm down, she suddenly became angry, threw down the embroidery frame and rushed over.

Shen Jiyao: "..."

The sister-in-law snatched Erdan and yelled at Lan Qianjue viciously: "How can you be an uncle! Erdan is your own nephew! He is just lying on a broken chair and sleeping. Can't see it? Treat your nephew like this for a lowly brother? Are you still a human!"

"Don't sleep if you're disgusted." Lan Qianjue looked down at the mean-looking woman in front of him, and said coldly, "So what if it's my nephew, did he ever recognize me as his uncle?"

The sister-in-law yelled unrelentingly: "Why doesn't he recognize you?! It's you who want to fight against the family. Why don't you let others tell you that you have done such a shameless thing?"

"Well." Lan Qianjue didn't intend to talk to her anymore, he bent down to lift up the recliner, stared at his sister-in-law indifferently, and said with a pun: "I can have today, isn't it all thanks to my brother and sister-in-law? But I also have to thank my brothers and sisters-in-law, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to stay with Ji Yao."

After finishing speaking, Lan Qianjue showed an ambiguous smile to the guilty sister-in-law, carried the reclining chair and walked into the house, not forgetting to call Shen Jiyao who was watching dumbfounded to go back to the house.

In the room.

Shen Jiyao looked thoughtfully at Lan Qianjue who was placing the reclining chair, and couldn't help analyzing the meaning of what he said just now. It sounded like he was mocking her, but more like he was glad that he was with him.

This conclusion was also possible because of the other party's call of Ji Yao. This was the first time he had heard him call his name in so many days. Not only did Shen Jiyao not find it awkward, but it was quite pleasant to his ears.

After a few breaths, Lan Qianjue arranged the reclining chair, and happened to see his expression when he straightened up, so he came to close the door and let Shen Jiyao sit on the bed. Looking at him intently, he always felt that Lan Qianjue was going to say something, and it was related to what he just said, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but as expected, after a while, Lan Qianjue said, "Ji Yao, I like you. "

Shen Jiyao: "..."