squeamish bag he was reborn

Although the conditions are very simple, but the mushrooms have their own freshness and the blessing of Song Yuan's cooking skills, the final product is still good.

While waiting for the soup, he looked at the existing ingredients, potatoes, sweet potatoes, wild fruits and green wild vegetables, and even saw eggs and green peppers.It's not the kind of wild green pepper, it's so big that it looks like a small lantern.

It is a mildly sweet bell pepper.

When he was curious, Bai Yang came over and explained that it was given to him by his grandmother when he was helping water the vegetables at the foot of the mountain. Besides, there was also a small bag of white sugar.

Song Yuan thought for a while, then fried wild vegetables, boiled a chili egg, stewed small potatoes as a staple food, and took a few sweet potatoes, dug a hole in the middle and steamed them with white sugar, as a dessert after the meal.

When he finished his work, he found that everyone in the group looked at him in shock and surprise.

That look seemed to see some magical alien creature.

Bai Yang looked at him with extraordinarily hot eyes: "Song Yuan, you are so strong!" For a person like him who only needs to cook, it will either fry the kitchen or make it hard to swallow. People who can cook are giant pandas.

The rest of the people also expressed their surprise, probably in their opinion, a rich young master like Song Yuan is an untouchable, and he will never appear in the kitchen in his life.

"Song Yuan, you are too powerful. If you were a girl, I would have fallen by now." A boy said while peeling small potatoes.

"I don't think it's necessary to be too rigid about gender." Another boy dug out a spoonful of steamed sweet potatoes with sugar and added with great emotion.

"Yeah, good-looking and good at studying, the key is that he can cook."

"Brother Yuan, I don't ask for anything else, can I follow you as a little attendant in the future? Just eat."

……

Song Yuan was embarrassed by what they said, he knew that his classmates were just joking, but he was not good at dealing with such situations, so after saying a few vague words, he dragged Shen Qiyou into a small corner.

Bai Yang looked at the backs of the two of them, and thought that they should be coaxed. The boy beside him was still expressing his regret about Song Yuan's gender. When he heard the words, he was overjoyed and gave the boy a hard time, "What are you thinking? It's not your turn to chase after a girl, let alone fall in love with you, what a pity."

The boy nodded and thought it was true.

Fang Mian gnawed a potato silently, thinking of the scene that happened not long ago, inexplicably felt that even if Song Yuan wasn't stuck with gender, it wouldn't be anyone else's turn.

"Look, I kept this." Song Yuan said as he took out the big sweet potato in his hand and shook it a few times in front of Shen Qiyou.

"Why not together?"

Song Yuan understood why he didn't steam it together just now, "Because you gave it to me, I won't share it with everyone. Shen Qiyou, let's roast it and eat it."

"Ah."

"But how to bake it?"

"There is a way."

Shen Qiyou dug a soil hole that was connected up and down, then put the sweet potatoes on the upper layer, covered it with soil, and lit the branches on the lower layer. He even made a simple ventilation hole so that it would burn easily. There is no more smoke.

Seeing his skillful movements, Song Yuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Shen Qiyou, how could you do this? It's amazing."

"I used to do it when I was a child. At that time, I was at my grandmother's house, and I often baked food with others." Shen Qiyou's voice was very soft, with these imperceptible nostalgia.

Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him blankly. He had known this person for so long, and he rarely heard him mention his family. The memories of his previous life are no longer credible.Grandma should be very important to Shen Qiyou, but he has never heard Gu Nian'an mention it.

And that father whom Shen Qiyou hated.

He thought of a very bad idea, "Grandma..."

Shen Qiyou didn't realize what he meant, he stuffed branches into the hole in his hand without haste, and said softly: "Grandma lives in Qingcheng, and I stayed there for a while when I was young."

After a pause, he said again: "That place is very good, and grandma is also very good. If you want...we can go together."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and concentrated on lighting the fire.

Song Yuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard what he said, it wasn't what he thought, but he hesitated for a moment when facing Shen Qiyou's rare invitation, he was very afraid of those elderly female elders.

It was a kind of fear engraved deep in memory.

It always reminds him of an old man with a solemn face and extremely harsh words.

However, he looked down at Shen Qiyou's slightly red ears, and the fear in his heart eased a lot. He silently told himself that for such a good person as Shen Qiyou, his grandmother must also be very good.

"If you don't want to..."

"I do."

"We'll go see grandma together then."

Song Yuan interrupted him, smiled and pointed to the soil hole that had begun to emit a sweet fragrance, "Can you bake it for me again then?"

"can."

Song Yuan looked at the redness on his ear tips, and couldn't help but think of Shen Qiyou when he was a child. At that time, he must have been a beautiful and well-behaved little dumpling, or he might be a stinky kid with a cold baby face.He was running around with a group of friends in a very beautiful place at his favorite grandma's house.

We will also discuss baking together.

Maybe he will turn himself into a little cat.

Such a carefree Shen Qiyou, Song Yuan just imagined it in his mind and couldn't help but smile and bend his eyebrows.

This kind of imagination made him suddenly want to go back with Shen Qiyou, and he really wanted to see the place where that small group of people lived.

The sweet potato was roasted soon, and it was not hot after drying for a while. Shen Qiyou broke the two halves and wrapped the big one with leaves and handed it to Song Yuan. Waxy and sweet, he identified it carefully, it should be smoked potato.

A kind of sweet potato, but high in sugar, it is very suitable for roasting.

In fact, Song Yuan had almost eaten, but he still tried his best to finish the piece of sweet potato. He took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Shen Qiyou. Be careful of the ash you rub.

He froze in place for a moment, and said blankly, "This is for you."

Shen Qiyou hummed and said lightly: "You can't touch that angle."

Song Yuan let out an oh, and handed him another one.After thinking about it, I took it back and wiped it off for him.

"Well, then I'll help you too."

The days are long in summer, and most of the students go back to their tents to take a nap after dinner. Anyway, there is nothing to do in the afternoon, and it is not too late to go out to find something after waking up.Song Yuan also thought so, he knelt down on the ground and made the bed, and called Shen Qiyou again.

"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep."

Song Yuan was already lying down and sat up again when he heard the words. He looked at the person with a serious tone: "You can lie down like this if you don't sleep, otherwise you don't even have a place to sit."

Shen Qiyou hummed in a low voice, and when he felt the familiar hollow feeling beside him, Song Yuan's original lying posture immediately changed to face him face to face.

He thought of a very important thing.

Song Yuan's eyes sparkled, "Shen Qiyou, did you sleep well last night?" After a pause, he added: "Ignore the part where I made trouble with you."

"Okay." The people around him replied honestly.

His eyes became brighter, "What about the time I slept at your house before?"

"Alright."

Song Yuan was very excited when he heard the words. He seemed to have discovered something important, and his tone became excited, "Shen Qiyou, I know how to make you fall asleep. Um, no, I want you to go to bed early gone."

Shen Qiyou didn't speak, just looked at the person and motioned for him to continue talking.

Song Yuan said with a little pride: "You can fall asleep if you sleep with me."

"Or just hug me to sleep."

"Look, did you sleep well the two times we slept together, but it still needs to be verified, after all, there were only two times."

Song Yuan added in a low voice, but in his heart he has unilaterally acquiesced that this method is feasible.In his previous life, he watched Gu Nian'an's sleep improve little by little. Since singing to lull him to sleep is not enough, the rest is to sleep with someone.

It means sleeping together in a literal sense. Song Yuan guessed that it would be easier for this person to fall asleep with someone beside him, just like hugging a human figure.

"We'll know the answer when we get some more sleep."

After he finished speaking, the two of them fell into a long silence. Song Yuan blushed slowly in the silence. He wondered if he frightened this person by speaking too bluntly.

Or let him misunderstand.

"I mean the two of us in the same bed, nothing else."

Song Yuan explained carefully, and immediately felt that his description became more subtle, and the redness on his face became even more intense. Finally, he simply said directly, "I want you to sleep better."

"Well, I know."

Song Yuan who finally heard the response subconsciously looked at the person's face, just now he was emotional and didn't notice the expression on the person's face, but now he looked carefully and found that Shen Qiyou also blushed.

Not noticeable, just a little red under the eyelids.

Song Yuan stared blankly at his burning cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Shen Qiyou, you... why are you... blushing?"

"Well, don't feel... feel shy, as I said, it's normal for two boys to sleep together..."

After a while, he heard the man say, "You are also blushing."

Song Yuan suddenly became flustered because of this sentence, his voice was much lower, "I'm... I'm because of the heat."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt really hot, his breath was hot, he immediately lowered his head not to look at Shen Qiyou.

"Me too."

"hot."

Song Yuan let out an oh and didn't speak again.Then he heard Shen Qiyou's very soft words.

"Sleep with you later."

"Hold and sleep."

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