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date="2020-10-24"

title="Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One"

weight="97480"

series = ["There is a Wall Behind the Shadow"]

mode = "manual"

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In the previous few days, it seemed that Song Shiyue had been in a coma, asleep, and full of sleep. But the consciousness was kept awake 24 hours a day, and he didn't need the taste of sleep at all. Only Song Shiyue knew it.

A body that has lost contact, a body that has lost strength, a body that has not moved for a long time, yesterday I caught a rabbit, killed the rabbit, cooked the rabbit, and made a wheelbarrow seven or eighty eight, regaining the strength of the body again The event is open, so don’t mention how refreshing it is.

Dry and refreshed during the day, and sleep soundly at night.

Aside from being smashed by the quilt twice at the beginning of sleepiness and the short oolong about losing his breath, Song Shiyue slept really well this night.

Even I slept too well. In the morning, I was confused and listened to the movement of Yu Nianbing who was about to get up. Song Shiyue just closed his eyes and moved, and gave Yu Nianbing a little place to go out and fell asleep again. past.

With this sleep, until the day was bright, the aroma of breakfast came outside.

Hmm... to be precise, it is the taste of boiled dandelion.

When Song Shiyue came out of the tent, she looked at the small pot on the fire and smelled the smell of boiled dandelions in the air, a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry I got up late, I'm going to kill now..." Song Shiyue walked to the fire, just at the beginning of her words, and met Yu Nianbing's raised eyes, who was playing with the fire. The words in her mouth were swirling on her tongue. After a lap, I unconsciously brought a bit more euphemism when I re-exported, "Go get it...I'll get two rabbits now, soon."

"Your body is just getting better, so you should sleep more. This dandelion soup is quite delicious, and today I also cut dried meat in it." Ning Chuyang, who was preparing to serve the soup, said to Song Shiyue. A wink, "Come on for a drink, it's really delicious."

"Dandelion is still a bit medicinal, and it's not good to eat continuously. Anyway, there is an incubator, this pot can be put in first, I..." Song Shiyue is telling the truth, now everyone is a little bit off, and there are quite a few rabbits Eating some rabbits can not only make up, but also reduce the burden on the road.

It's just that, in the middle of speaking, Song Shiyue can't say anything.

No way... If Ning Chuyang's wink Song Shiyue is still a bit unrecognizable before, then Ning Chuyang's eyes are slanted behind where Yu Nianbing is standing, and his expression is almost distorted, Song Shiyue will not see it anymore. If it's wrong, that's almost a fool.

Song Shiyue glanced at Yu Nianbing, who was stuffed with fine wood into the fire.

Oh……

Dandelion...

Yu Nianbing...

"Is this soup made by Teacher Yu?" Song Shiyue consciously understood the essence of Ning Chuyang's expression, and asked Ning Chuyang, who was about to twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Ning Chuyang gave Song Shiyue a glance, instantly indifferent.

Well, there are always reasons for some people to be single, and they have been blinded for a long time.

Song Shiyue: "..."

If Yu Nianbing made the soup, then Song Shiyue would really regret what he had said before.

The truth is true, but it seems that after eating the rabbit yesterday, Yu Nianbing hasn't been very emotional. But after the Oolong who stopped breathing last night explained it, Yu Nianbing went to bed without saying anything... But now look...

Without Ning Chuyang's hint, Song Shiyue secretly glanced at Yu Nianbing a few times.

Although I don't know why, the instinct that has experienced too many crises made Song Shiyue quickly change his attitude towards this pot of soup.

Drink and drink.

Bowl after bowl.

Openly and secretly, good things like flowing water, boasting and boasting.

What kind of medicinal properties, what is not good to eat continuously, what to put first, Song Shiyue slapped herself in the face so loudly, not at all soft.

Yu Nianbing knows exactly how bad the dandelion soup tastes.

In fact, Song Shiyue did not get up, and none of the remaining people had the courage to kill rabbits, and made this for breakfast.

Yu Nianbing was not saying that Song Shiyue said that he would kill a rabbit without drinking dandelion soup.

Looking at Song Shiyue at this moment, it seemed that she had misunderstood. He kept begging and behaved, because the anger at the side was only gradually dissipated.

Song Shiyue got Yu Nianbing's kind of good face, and even harder to boast from the flower stem to the flower bud, from the plant to the soup, and then poured it over again.

It is true that the dandelion soup is delicious.

But Song Shiyue said these words inexplicably true.

Yu Nianbing won't talk about the praised goal.

The other three people who were holding the bowl next to them were all confused.

Really so delicious?

Isn't it the same pot of soup?

Ning Chuyang also had a look of worship.

Some people are dull to dull, but their mouths are really sweet. If it weren’t for this wilderness, everyone would know what they got. Ning Chuyang thought that Song Shiyue poured two catties of honey when he got up before leaving the tent. .

Others uttered the lie in their ears with no face and no skin, in fact, Song Shiyue's side really brought a bit of truth.

Don't think too much, just think about the hardest days of the last days, what you ate, and drink a sip of the soup in the bowl, Song Shiyue feels that she can boast for another five hundred years!

Song Shiyue seemed to have been through Ren Du's second line, and his attitude towards dandelion soup was taking a sharp turn.

Yu Nianbing couldn't hear it.

This person, boasting, is really too sweet, the fake is said to be true, and Yu Nianbing's heart...

Some fawns bumped around.

Who can drink bitter, sweet...

Who is she in her heart who can turn bitterness into sweetness...

Yu Nianbing thought too much, and the thoughts in his heart that could not be suppressed began to float.

This is not the time.

Nor is it the right thing.

So Yu Nianbing was hit by the deer for a while. Although he felt a little bit dissatisfied with this special feeling, he sensibly stopped.

"Okay, just a pot of soup. If you go on boasting, you will eat the rest of the dandelions. Eat three meals a day." Yu Nianbing glanced at Song Shiyue with an angry look, but the looseness of his eyebrows was obvious. .

"Eat, I also eat five meals a day. The soup made by teacher Yu can't be drunk by anyone outside. This dandelion completely absorbs the aroma of dried meat, and it tastes like meat, better than meat..." Song Shiyue The boasting that he couldn't stop the car with his mouth, coupled with that sincere face, really made Yu Nianbing almost laughing.

"Okay, from now on, the word'soup' is not allowed to be mentioned." With a little smile, Yu Nianbing stretched out his foot and kicked Song Shiyue's shoes.

Song Shiyue saw that Yu Nianbing's mood was almost the same as when she ate the rabbit yesterday. She still knew if she was good enough to accept it, so she smiled and stopped talking, just slurped her head and sipped soup to show her loyalty.

What kind of cheeky, self-slapped face, bitter talk, high consistency of speech and action, don't say anything, just boast, just boast sincerely... Just boast without repeating words!

Yu Nianbing started to do things indifferently, and now he couldn't hide the smile on his face. It only took a while.

Only two or three bowls of soup can coax people into this...

Ning Chuyang, who had not finished drinking a bowl of soup while sitting next to the theater, wanted to kneel.

So here comes the question... Song Shiyue has a sweet mouth, but does she know why Yu Nianbing is happy?

A new question arose in Ning Chuyang's heart, and he was so curious for a while.

On the Star Network, the audience who watched Song Shiyue's "heating hot water" operation were both admired and confused.

"Really... it's the first time I know Song Shiyue's mouth. In addition to being good at eating, he can also talk."

"Before I was only working with my head, I was really wronged by her mouth, I'm afraid she will say that she will live if she is dead..."

"Hahaha, don't care, I just boasted, this skill is really the first time I saw this, so the question is, Song Shiyue suddenly praised Yu Nianbing so much, isn't it, uhhh, rubbing hands~~~"

"The dandelion is really unpalatable. When they got it back two days ago, I went out and tried it. Oh my mother, I almost didn't eat me. Song Shiyue closed his eyes and couldn't break the draft. ..."

"Although, I think Yu Nianbing's cooking skills must be good, but I also think that it is impossible for a normal human to burn such an unpalatable ingredient to delicious. At least it is impossible to say like Song Shiyue So delicious!"

"My Sister Song, the textbook-style sultry operation, I dare to say anything in order to make Yu Nianbing happy. I said last night that her head is incapable, and my face really hurts."

"Song Shiyue praised her sincerely, and Yu Nianbing was also used to it. But...I am still in love with Xiaobing."

"Hahaha, ing+1"

"It feels that Song Shiyue is so kind-hearted and unwilling to see Yu Nianbing's unhappy appearance, that's why he played treasures like this..."

"Swan...Ah...This is not love... Two or three bowls of soup, my little ice cubes are all rolled into boiled water! Song Shiyue! Do you have any heart!"

"Song Shiyue! You have no heart!"

"Hahaha, so is it there? It just becomes nothing..."

"I really feel sorry for our little hot water. This is all gone, and the chaihe under his head still doesn't know what's going on..."

"It's really sad to hear that, I want to hit Song Shiyue's head!"

...

Just when the Star Net audiences were queuing to hit Song Shiyue’s head, Wilderness Star killed five bowls of soup. Song Shiyue, who was hunting the pot, suddenly looked at Yu Nianbing and asked: "Ms. Yu is today It’s not because you wake up a little bit early for breakfast. You see, your eye circles are a little dark, and you don’t get enough sleep."

Yu Nianbing: "..."

The smile that Song Shiyue had spent a long time coaxing out, just said it was gone.

When Song Shiyue saw something wrong, she waved her hand quickly: "I just said breakfast, but I didn't mention soup!"

Yu Nianbing: "..."

How can you say that you are not happy and not happy?

Song Shiyue couldn't understand this question.

But the viewers who stayed up all night watching the live broadcast on Starnet understand it.

"Hahaha, when Yu Nianbing was oolong last night, he wrote on his face that no matter if Song Shiyue can breathe, he is a pig."

"It turned out to be a pig overnight...hahahaha..."

"Today I have to be asked why I am a pig..."

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