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She even quibbled in a matter-of-fact manner: "Hmph, I really let you say it right, in our rich villa, we use such wet firewood to burn the fire." However, if you always burn wet firewood, you should get tired of burning it, so Miss Ben will make an exception to burn dry firewood today, is there anything wrong? Hmph! Of course, in order not to make a fuss about you, a dirt bun, I'd better go with the flow and burn dry firewood, hum!"

Feng Feifei hurriedly fled with a weak heart.

This time, she learned to be obedient, and she was looking for the kind of firewood that dried crunchy.

After a while, he took a bundle back, put it on the ground, glared at Wen Yuanyuan fiercely, and began to make a fire.

Snort, snort, but still not.

Feng Feifei was stunned for a moment.

Not only stunned, but even stupid.

What's going on? Is this damn bastard lying to me again?

Could it be that he used wet firewood, he wanted to see me make a fool of myself, so he tricked me into using dry firewood.

Just like last time, it was clear that the Hero Building was in front of him, but he lied to me and said that it was somewhere else.

No, no, that bastard's pyre is indeed dry wood, and he used this strange creature to light the fire, but why can he light it, I can't light it.

Oh yes, this "flint" belongs to the bastard, he must have done something on it, huh!

- It's a bit of a to complain about the toilet.

Wen Zhuyuan grinned comfortably, looked at her, and suddenly burst into laughter.

He touched the scar on his neck and said to himself: "If you don't know how to make a fire, you have to put down your body and learn to ask questions without shame." When lighting a fire, don't point to the dry wood, but to the dead leaves, otherwise, those who know that you are lighting the fire, and those who don't know will think that you are lighting dry smoke. ”

Feng Feifei said: "I'm sleepy, can't I light dry tobacco to refresh myself." ”

As she spoke, she even put a wooden stick a few feet long to her mouth and made a gesture of smoking.

She added: "But, in order not to surprise your dirt bun, I'd better surrender my identity and follow the crowd to start a fire with dead leaves." Alas, there is really no common topic with you dirty buns. ”

Feng Feifei went to grab a few handfuls of dried leaves and stacked them together.

She even put dry wood on top of the dead leaves.

Rekindle the "flint" and put it on the dead leaves.

Dead leaves burn when exposed to fire.

She even ignored the dignity of her daughter, and actually knelt down and blew at the fire.

The dead leaves ignited, and the dry wood began to crackle.

Thanks to her efforts, the fire finally burned.

Feng Feifei seemed to have picked up a treasure, and actually jumped up happily like a little girl, and said loudly: "Oh, it's lit, it's really lit, I'm so smart." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand up, greedily absorbing the heat from the campfire.

Wen Zhiyuan slowly added firewood to the fire, and said with a smile: "Haha, do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you do something for the first time in your life?"

He seemed to be muttering to himself, and it seemed like he was talking to Feng Feifei.

Feng Feifei looked like a general who had returned from a victorious battle, walked straight to Wen Zhuyuan, threw the lighter at his feet, and said, "What's the matter? Hmph, what's the big deal, I'll give it back to you." Don't think I'll be grateful if you lend me 'flint'? ”

Wen Zhuyuan smiled bitterly, picked up the lighter, and stuffed it back into his arms.

sighed.

When he saw the lighter, he was addicted to smoking.

He picked up a few leaves on the ground, put them under his nose and smelled them, as if he was very satisfied, and gently crushed them into powder, and rolled the powder of the dead leaves into long strips with large leaves, cut the ends flat with an iron sword, took a dead branch from the fire, and lit the leaves, and took a few mouthfuls. Uh, good taste.

-- Cigars.

He took a few puffs greedily, looked at Feng Feifei, looked at his fire, and then at Feng Feifei's just lit fire, and said lightly: "As for me, it's not that I'm not convinced, I'm just a little bit unconvinced." Since some people are already embarrassed to ask me to borrow a lighter, why can't they borrow a burning firewood and catch it all at once, wouldn't it save a lot of self-righteous explanations and the steps of igniting the fire? So, in this world, stupid people can do stupid things on their own, and they think they are smart when they do stupid things. ”

Feng Feifei was first stunned by the scene of his homemade "big cigar" swallowing clouds and spitting smoke.

Then I was angry with his words.

She was so angry that she jumped up all of a sudden, pointed at his nose and shouted: "Hey, you stinky man, don't think that I can be so sarcastic if you lend me the flint, what is so great about you, if you are really amazing, you will not be beaten by my brother Ye." ”

Wen Zhiyuan seemed to be touched by these words, glared at him fiercely, put his hands on the flames, and said, "Hmph! ”

Feng Feifei said: "You are too lazy to pay attention to me because you don't pay attention." ”

Wen Zhuyuan had already made up his mind to ignore her, crossed his hands on his chest, leaned against the tree, yawned, and actually fell asleep.

Feng Feifei kept telling himself, don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep, this is a villain, I can't let him succeed, but in the end he shrank his body, leaned against the fire, and gradually fell asleep.

The campfire crackled.

Smoke rises.

The night passed quickly, but the nightmare had just begun.

Although the night of the moonlit forest was very cold, Feng Feifei's sleep was extremely comfortable.

It was so comfortable that it was like lying on the big, soft embroidery bed of the rich villa again.

Feng Feifei still clearly remembers that at this time of the day, she usually lies on it with her best maid and sister Lian Xiang'er, while knocking melon seeds fried with snake oil and licorice, while looking at the best-selling Jianghu reading book "Jianghu Experience" chatting about the guidelines for breaking into the rivers and lakes and summarizing the recent anecdotes in the rivers and lakes, and then imitating the above plot for a real-life exercise......

The days of laziness passed in a carefree way.

Now, however, all things have changed.

Her best maid and sister Lian Xiang'er suddenly hooked up with Wen Ba and did so many sorry things for herself, so that she was in the rivers and lakes and could only spend the night in the moonlit forest in this wilderness.

But in her bones, she has no hatred for Lian Xiang'er.

It's even a little self-reproachful.

If I had been a little nicer to Lian Xiang'er at the beginning, not so much self-conscious, and learn more about what she was thinking, perhaps, the two sisters would not have today's ending.

She even thanked Lian Xiang'er a little, if it wasn't for her collusion with Wen Ba to deal with her, perhaps, she would not have met her most beloved person - Mu Ru Jingye so early, and became his bosom partner.

It is even more impossible to see clearly the face of the idol she once admired the most, Jian Thirty.

This guy in front of him, the person he used to hate the most, is it really Sword Thirty?

Why is the legendary sword thirty in the rivers and lakes, and the sword thirty ranked first on the list of who's who in the rivers and lakes in "Jianghu Stories and Stories" be this virtue?

- Phew!