Taoist Quick Wear

The race was too far apart, and Si Qingyan could not successfully communicate with this pig. Maybe it's because it's just an ordinary breed of pig, just a little stronger.

Si Qingyan had a hundred ways to kill the pig, but he couldn't.

The old sow jumped up crazily, trying to eat the vegetable leaves.

Si Qingyan dodged left and right to avoid the old sow's nose, but Duanmu Lin was not so lucky.

He watched helplessly as the old sow's two big nostrils panted, getting closer and closer to him...

Oops! The only thing worse than feeding pigs is getting humped by pigs!

Si Qingyan flew up, kicked to the side, and blocked the old sow's nose with the sole of her shoe.

Duanmu Lin was also afraid that Si Qingyan wouldn't be able to withstand it, so he pressed against Si Qingyan's back to give him more leverage.

"Brother Si, hold on!"

"..."

Si Qingyan didn't know what to say for a moment. Is this the legendary feeling of being attacked from both sides?

Why should I choose to feed pigs?

Why do you want to touch the pig's nose...

"Meow!"

The fat cat at the door seemed to have had enough sleep, doing a sexy and arrogant catwalk and casting a look of disdain.

"Ahem..."

The old man woke up and his eyes were dazzled. What did he see?

The two handsome young men who came over to help feed the pigs seemed to be wrestling with the black pig at home. One of them pushed forward desperately, and the other blocked it with the sole of his shoe. It seemed that they were evenly matched.

Si Qingyan felt that the pig was gradually becoming irritable, and feared that the situation would get out of control, so she quietly suppressed the old sow with a trace of murderous intent. Most creatures in the world have an instinctive sense of fear when facing death, and then they will obediently surrender.

He didn't want to cheat like this unless he had to.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The old sow started screaming like crazy.

It was probably a dying cry.

Sad and sharp.

This is the legendary...sound like killing a pig. This feeling is too real. Because it was really afraid of being killed, it felt like it was going to be killed, and it tried its best to howl as hard as it could.

This is the last cry of life. The old sow, shrouded in the shadow of death, bursts into an unprecedented high pitch.

Si Qingyan was still holding the vegetable basket and couldn't cover her ears.

He was a bit broken.

Even want to say something...

Why would Senmo...scream so loudly?

Duanmu Lin also covered his ears, feeling like he was going to be scared out of his wits in the past two days.

"Does it eat people?"

"Help!"

"Help!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Duanmu Lin also covered his ears and started shouting for help.

"..."

Soon a large number of staff gathered here.

"Lulu, lulu, lulu..." The old man got down from the recliner shakily, took a bamboo stick from the big bamboo broom, and slapped the pig's butt a few times.

"Lululu..."

The old man made the sound of driving pigs.

Maybe the old man comforted it, so it didn't bark anymore and walked around the yard before returning to the pig cage. Other piglets were also driven back with the help of staff.

The pig cage door has been re-reinforced and appears to be indestructible.

Duanmu Linye still didn't have much sense of security. He had never been in close contact with such a large animal. Even in the zoo, there were high fences and iron cages between him and the beasts.

"This variety show is terrible."

Duanmu Lin also looked a little embarrassed, one of his shoes had escaped, his white socks were barefoot on the ground, and there were two red letters on his ankles - get rich.

"Even if I starve to death and jump from here, I will never participate in this variety show again."

Duanmu Lin was still frightened and found his shoes that had been crushed by pigs, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

The pigsty was not very clean. It was easy to think of what had been stepped on under the pig's trotters... Then the thick pig's trotters stepped into Duanmu Linye's expensive shoes, causing a lot of mud inside and outside.

"Oh, fuck, fuck..."

Duanmu Lin was also sitting on a bamboo chair, with his shoeless foot placed on his knee, barely able to stretch his legs.

"deliver……*\u0026@\u0026……"

The old man took out a pair of brand new Jiefang shoes from the room.

It was a pair of clean military green liberation shoes.

He naturally exudes a reckless and primitive atmosphere.

Duanmu Lin had never worn such shoes before.

"The grandpa said that these are his grandson's shoes. He has never worn them. Let's see if you can wear them."

When necessary, the program team has staff to act as translators when there is a language barrier.

Duanmu Lin was also hesitant. Would these shoes be comfortable? So vulgar...

"How about you wear mine and I wear this?" Si Qingyan asked in a low voice.

"No, I suddenly felt that this color is pretty good-looking." Duanmu Lin really didn't want to wear shoes stained with pig feces, so he slowly changed into a pair of military green Jiefang shoes.

These shoes are a little loose.

Duanmu Lin also tightened his shoelaces, feeling that the tragedy of his shoes falling off after just one step would not happen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa, I will buy the same pair for your grandson then."

Duanmu Lin also continued to ask the staff to act as translators.

"Okay." The staff quietly winked, signaling Duanmu Lin not to mention his grandson again.

Duanmu Lin, who had put on new shoes, seemed to be energized, or in other words, he didn't want to stay in this place anymore, so he started working crazily. Si Qingyan still used the big stove to light the fire, and then poured the chopped vegetables into the big stove. In the pot, add bran, leftover rice and water and cook together in one pot.

In fact, the preliminary preparation work is more troublesome. After actually pouring it into the big pot, you only need to cover the pot and stir occasionally, and it is almost done.

Si Qingyan and Duanmu Lin also took turns adding firewood to the stove, and soon the complex aroma of a mixture of grains and vegetables came from the pot.

"Although I know it doesn't taste very good, I actually think it smells damn good."

Duanmu Linye was actually hungry.

I didn’t eat much in the morning, and it’s been a long day.

"Restrain it."

Si Qingyan took out a bag of dry noodles from his pocket, broke it in half, and ate it with Duanmu Lin.

"Brother Si, why did you think of bringing this?" Duanmu Lin was also confused.

"When I came out, I just put it in my pocket and then forgot about it." Si Qingyan still had a lot of snacks that she didn't have time to eat, and she felt a little regretful.

"I feel hungrier now."

Duanmu Lin also held his chin and looked at the white steam coming out of the edge of the pot lid. His mind was filled with various ways to cook pork.

"Eat it when you go back. If you really want to have a taste, I will keep it a secret for you."

Although Si Qingyan was also hungry, she was not interested in pig food.

"Hey, stop talking."

Duanmu Lin no longer looked at the cauldron. The old man brought two pieces of rice cake that were as long as his hands.

Use a stone ladle to pound the cooked glutinous rice into a soft white paste, shape it into a large round cake with a cloth, and then let it dry in the shade. After it is completely hard, cut it into pieces and store it. It can be stored for a long time after being soaked in water. .

This is the wisdom of our ancestors.

Duanmu Lin also ate it for the first time.

Put the glutinous rice cake on the tongs, put it into the stove, and roast it for a while next to the red-hot charcoal fire, and it will soon become soft. Scoop a spoonful of white sugar or brown sugar, put it in the middle of the glutinous rice cake, clamp it up, and it will give you a strong sense of satisfaction immediately after entering the mouth. Compared with rice and porridge, it is more difficult to digest. In other words, it can resist hunger better.

After eating this small piece of glutinous rice cake, neither of them felt hungry anymore.

The pig food has been cooked, Duanmu Lin also scooped it into the pig food bucket with a large ladle, and then Si Qingyan carried it and poured it into the pig pen.

Fearing that the pig would be scalded, they left it to cool for a while and watched the pig inside being tempted by the aroma but unable to eat it.

The old sow, who had been frightened before, smelled the aroma of pig food, and began to eat without any grudges. The other piglets gathered around it, huddled together, and Duanmu Lin also saw that they were eating so deliciously. No more grudges.

After feeding the pig food, Duanmu Lin also poured some water into the stone trough. In the past, he would drink some water when his throat felt uncomfortable after singing. Today, the pig was squealing so hard, so he should drink more water to replenish his fluids.

They cleaned up the used tools, said goodbye to the old man, and left Aunt Chen's home.

"Congratulations, you are the first group to complete the task, or first choice for tomorrow's game."

The staff greatly praised the performance of Si Qingyan and Duanmu Linye, and then said something about the old people.

The old man gave the Jiefang shoes to Duanmu Linye. At that time, Duanmu Linye had nothing to give, so he said he would come see him next time. The old man was very happy.

His only son fell seriously ill and died, and his only grandson joined the army and died heroically. He bought that pair of shoes for his grandson. Unfortunately, he had to wait for a long time and only waited for the urn.

"I will definitely visit him when I have time."

Duanmu Linye was very soft-hearted and had tears in his eyes.

Si Qingyan patted his shoulder as a silent comfort.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I have experienced a lot today. The person I am today is different from the person I was yesterday."

"Yeah, there are a few more sets of papers that I haven't written yet than yesterday."

Si Qingyan then agreed.

Duanmu Lin also fell silent immediately.

The two of them were followed by a bunch of staff carrying cameras. They walked back on the mountain road, feeling unexpectedly fulfilled.

"Ahhhhhh, cow, when will you be full..."

Lin Susu's painful voice came.

When several people met, they found that everyone looked very embarrassed.

Si Qingyan was a little better. She had washed her face when she came out, so her clothes were inevitably a little stained.

Duanmu Linye had messy hair and a pair of Jiefang shoes on his feet, which looked nondescript and very funny.

Lin Susu and Sister Wei each held a large buffalo in their hands and were munching on grass. They looked far from full.

Both of them were wearing the most common straw hats that cost ten yuan each. They were sweating profusely and had several mosquito bites.

"To what extent are they full?"

Sister Wei and Lin Susu were both a little numb.

Crops cannot be eaten, gardens cannot be eaten, and trees planted by others cannot be eaten. There were only a few weeds, and I guess I usually let the cows go. There was only a layer of grass roots left, which couldn't fill the cows' bellies at all.

"When we came here, we found a piece of grass growing quite well by the creek. You can go and have a look."

Si Qingyan suggested.

"We don't know the road very well..."

Lin Susu was afraid of getting lost or going in the wrong direction.

"Then I'll take you there. Do you mind letting me sit on the cow for a while?" Si Qingyan got on the cow's back with ease.

The buffalo was docile and did not reject him. Perhaps at this time, Si Qingyan had no hostility, was very relaxed, and was very close to nature.

Duanmu Lin also wanted to try, but he didn't dare.

The horns of the buffalo made him a little scared.

Feeling ready to move, he still followed Si Qingyan.

The skinny house's envious eyes.