Chapter 7: Lonely Men and Widows
Zhao Zicheng saw that she drank it first, so he naturally didn't doubt it, so he brought it over.
"There's a weird smell, and there's a floral scent, what did you do?" Zhao Zicheng tasted it, his expression was a little surprised.
Why doesn't it taste like wild vegetable soup?
"Shepherd's cabbage, with the spleen, water, hemostasis, bright eyes and other effects, at this time is when the shepherd's cabbage is fresh and tender, it is a pity not to eat."
Lin Xiaofu is talking nonsense seriously.
At this time, it was the beginning of March, when the shepherd's cabbage was blooming everywhere, and it was true that those effects were concrete, but what they drank had nothing to do with the shepherd's cabbage.
Shepherd's cabbage is on the back.
"I'm asking you, what's in this soup, and why does it smell like a flower?" Zhao Zicheng twisted his eyebrows.
"Don't worry, poison won't kill you!" Lin Xiaofu glared at him angrily.
Under the light of the fire, the fifteen-year-old little village girl looked angry, although a little fierce, but also cute.
However, Zhao Zicheng only raised his eyebrows and was unmoved.
"Hmph, isn't it fragrant when the shepherd's cabbage blooms, haven't you ever eaten this kind of soup? If you make it into a bun, it tastes even better. ”
Lin Xiaofu said, subconsciously smacking her mouth, she was hungry.
"Don't talk about me, is your meat cooked over there? Eating in the dark is a matter of course. She stared at the iron pot.
The water in the iron pot has long been boiled, but a pot of dog meat stewed in clear water is only so delicious, and there is a fishy smell.
In order to give him medicine, she had to endure it with a lot of effort.
"You don't have to wait too long to eat, but to be delicious, you still have to be patient." Zhao Zicheng also looked at the fire, and the aroma of meat in the pot had just emanated.
"I can bear it." Lin Xiaofu nodded hurriedly when he heard this.
Dog meat is known as fragrant, and it is a rare opportunity for her to naturally want to eat the best taste.
"Drink it quickly, it's not good if it's cold." Lin Xiaofu urged Zhao Zicheng again.
Zhao Zicheng didn't ask any more questions, and drank up a bowl of medicine in a few sips.
"Seeing that you are also thirsty, drink another bowl, it is better to drink your stomach to the full, and wait for me to eat more meat."
Lin Xiaofu took the empty bowl and immediately ran to the small stove again, scooped another bowl and sent it over.
It's all his medicine, and she just wants to drink it to dispel his doubts, or does he want to drink it himself.
Zhao Zicheng finally hooked his lower lip to show that he had smiled, and drank another bowl.
Lin Xiaofu moved the small stove over and sat down on the other side of the fire, the night in the mountains was cold, and she didn't want to be too far away from the fire.
It's just that when he sat down, he raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and suddenly grinned in embarrassment.
It was fine before dawn, but now it is only lit by the fire, and in this deep mountain, the embarrassment of being alone is even more obvious.
Even...... As long as she didn't make a sound, the breath wrapped her body heavily, making her a little restrained, nervous, uneasy, and even a feeling of being out of breath.
"There is a jar of salt in the house where the crockpot was placed, go and get it." Suddenly, Zhao Zicheng opened his mouth and handed over a torch.
The firewood that was burning was burning sizzlingly, but it was not the little firewood that Lin Xiaofu had brought before.
After just stewing dog meat, Zhao Zicheng also went to the forest to pick up some firewood.
Lin Xiaofu was also looking for something to do, so he immediately ran into the cabin with a torch and brought a salt shaker.
"You live here? Is it not safe in this mountain, aren't you afraid that someone will poison the salt? ”
Lin Xiaofu didn't leave his old business and asked curiously.
Cold poison is not a cold disease, and if you don't take care of your body, you can easily get this disease. Cold poison, if it is not caused by external forces, it is poisoned by someone.
"I'm already cold and poisonous, what poison are you afraid of?" Zhao Zicheng's eyebrows sank, and his expression was a little gloomy.