Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen

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date="2020-10-24"

title="Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen"

weight="97633"

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

mode = "manual"

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This is not the first time Yu Nianbing stayed in the camp and waited for Song Shiyue to return, but it was the first time that another girl was caught in this waiting.

Although in Yu Nianbing's opinion, Ning Chuyang and Feng Qianqian have been locked up, there is no reason to speak of being jealous.

Of course, even if it is sour, Yu Nianbing will not anger Feng Qianqian. After all...Looking at someone who doesn't say anything, you might feel even less happier than yourself.

Thinking of Ning Chuyang's words that had dragged himself in a dark corner for more than half an hour the night before he set off, Yu Nianbing really sighed again.

Obviously, the attention points of caring for people can be said to be like that, so what do you have to leave, is it not good to do it yourself? I’m still embarrassed because of what happened in the morning. At night, I’m going to make a big smile to myself for telling Feng Qianqian’s things... You can sacrifice your grievances like this, and go to Feng Qianqian to toss with this spirit of acknowledgment. Ah, what else can't be reconciled...

Don't understand, really don't understand.

But Yu Nianbing just sighed for a while. After all, his feelings are still a bad book, and he doesn't want to help others to review.

Aside from other things, Ning Chuyang's instructions, Yu Nianbing all listened to them carefully.

So after Ning Chuyang left, I was prepared to do whatever I could do by myself, and if I could not do it, I would not do it. If I could hold it back, then... Feng Qianqian, who was held back, had been fed water by Yu Nianbing. Pick up the day to go to the bathroom.

Let's be honest, it's really simple and rude. After all, Feng Qianqian said he was not thirsty and didn't want to go to the bathroom, and Yu Nianbing couldn't hear it. Don't say it, it is a ruthless Ning Chuyang schedule execution machine...

A few times later, Feng Qianqian also surrendered. Who would have thought that Yu Nianbing had only fought with Ning Chuyang yesterday, and that Ning Chuyang's words could be implemented in this way today.

Should eat, drink, should...

After such a day, Feng Qianqian did not feel too awkward. After all, when Yu Nianbing did those helping things, he was really calm and almost expressionless, but the quietness did not make people think that it was causing her trouble. On the contrary, sometimes there were some appropriate and intimate little actions. People can feel that kindness.

How to put it, it is very...professional? Like a professional nurse who doesn't talk much... it makes people use it real, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Yu Nianbing did these things cleanly, and there was nothing to persuade Feng Qianqian not to worry about being nervous, and to be precise, it was nothing. In this way, Feng Qianqian slowly relaxed. Someone was not bothering Nianbing, but just borrowed a robot? Illusion.

On such a day, Feng Qianqian had nothing to resist when he took a bath at night. Especially, with the help of Yu Nianbing's almost indifferent and professional help, Feng Qianqian seems to be able to... no shame. After all, Feng Qianqian began to feel that in Yu Nianbing's eyes, there is probably no difference between helping her and helping a sheep.

It was so different from Ning Chuyang...

This day without Ning Chuyang, except for the first moment in the morning, Feng Qianqian actually had a good time. The shame that was suppressed by his own efforts on weekdays seems to have not appeared much since today, and it is estimated that Yu Nianbing has been driven away by Yu Nianbing's calmness like a small animal.

It's just that, this day, I'm feeling better.

Feng Qianqian still... really misses Ning Chuyang.

Sleeping on the bed alone, it was really cold.

The coldest thing is Feng Qianqian knows that this kind of cold is not just because of the weather.

In this cold night, Feng Qianqian was lying in the cold blanket, and suddenly thought of something that had nothing to do with the mood at this time.

Everyone knows that Yu Nianbing was afraid of sleeping alone, so he asked Song Shiyue to sleep with him. So in the previous nights when Song Shiyue was not in the camp, was Yu Nianbing also afraid?

Of course, whether you are afraid or not, even if Feng Qianqian thinks of this, he will not go to the next door to show care.

After all, both legs are broken, it is necessary to keep both hands, right?

This is a lonely night, except for... Song Shiyue.

According to the previous experience of mowing, it would take at least five days for Song Shiyue and the others to return.

But the three people in the camp did not expect that on the evening of the third day, there was a bleating cry from outside the camp.

This made the three of them feel that something was wrong. Yu Nianbing and Feng Qianqian, who were doing something, didn't have time to wash the oil on their hands, and they quickly went to the gate of the sheep pen to meet Song Shiyue and Ning Chuyang.

Then they knew what was the reason for this early return.

When they arrived at the gate of the sheepfold, the sheep had been locked into the sheepshed by Song Shiyue.

Two baskets and two sacks of grass were thrown at the door of the sheepfold. The harvest was much less than the previous time they went out.

However, that is not the point.

The point is on the trolley, the whole, big tub.

Fish...

Pots full of fish, swimming in the water alive.

The truth-clarification started from the beginning of the show, to the Yaoxing violence at the back, and then to this camp, and then went out to look for food afterwards, adding up to the road, passing by a lot of places. But the fish... Except for a few smaller than the palm, they really haven't seen them.

"Did you go to the lake where the program team originally put the fish?" Yu Nianbing still remembers the fish scales that were scraped off the rocks at the mouth of the lake. The fish that mysteriously disappeared and may be retrograde to the upstream, Yaoxing after the storm thinks that it may be like those flying bats, because it has sensed the Yaoxing storm and the ground movement in advance and changed. However, the scales of the fish were all scraped off at first, and they are farmed fish. The probability of surviving in that situation is already very low. Later, everyone has discussed it and felt that there is no need to go back...

But Yu Nianbing said it should not be. Not to mention that the program group didn't put a few of them at the beginning. It just counted the time. With Ning Chuyang, Song Shiyue could not go that far.

Sure enough, Ning Chuyang shook his head.

At this time, Song Shiyue, who had closed the sheep, came out of the sheepfold, patted the wooden basin and began to praise Ning Chuyang.

In other words, the weather is getting colder now, and the grass outside is gradually no longer plump and yellow. This time, when he went out, Song Shiyue chose the opposite hillside that he had passed by before. But over there, the grass is not as good as remembered. So Song Shiyue climbed up again, and chose another place that he hadn't been to, but looked at it from above.

When I got to the place, I started to mow the grass. Ning Chuyang mowed it. As he went further and further, he found a river with fish swimming.

Needless to say the next thing, they divided the work and cooperated, cutting the grass and catching the fish. They packed up a pot of fish and returned.

These live fish were brought back and kept in the small pond of the goose house. Before Song Shiyue made another fish pond, the goose could not be released to wash their feet and feet.

Song Shiyue was telling everyone about the road, while pushing the car to the goose shed next to him, rolled up his trouser legs and kicked his shoes to clean up the small pond before pouring a tub of fish in.

After this was done, Song Shiyue kept going, and wanted to go to the bucket of salt before catching fish. This time I don’t even say that I brought the live fish back. The water took up the space again. When the time comes, I will kill and pickle a bunch of them, and come back to blow a wave of salted fish. Of course, if you still have more salted fish, you can get some fresh ones back.

Song Shiyue was so excited, as if she didn't know how tired she was, but Yu Nianbing was so angry and distressed that she almost put her oily hands on Song Shiyue's wrist.

Under the iron-blooded suppression of Yu Nianbing's words, Song Shiyue finally agreed to rest for a night before going. But this time I won’t bring sheep. After all, they need to be launched and the efficiency of sheep is a little low. Let them eat forage at home for a few days.

But whether the sheep will go or not, Yu Nianbing is going.

But Yu Nianbing didn't expect that Song Shiyue chose Ning Chuyang between herself and Ning Chuyang last time. This time he spoke, Song Shiyue still hesitated...

"You don't need to mow this time, it's not easy to take." Song Shiyue persuaded sincerely.

"I'll kill the fish for you, then pick it up, you just catch it." This time there were no small yellow flowers, and Yu Nianbing said he would not listen.

Song Shiyue still refused, bluntly saying that killing fish is not good enough to kill Yu Nianbing.

"Go down and touch one, I will kill it for you now!" Yu Nianbing became a little angry, and pointed a finger at the fish that had just been dropped by Song Shiyue in the pond.

Song Shiyue's insistence was that the inflated balloon was poked by Yu Nianbing's anger, and she immediately became out of breath.

When he called down, he went down. Song Shiyue touched one, but finally smiled hard and said: "If you can't kill it, change me."

If you owe it so much, you have to hum from Yu Nianbing.

After humming, Yu Nianbing looked at Feng Qianqian in the wheelchair: "Let's go, let's finish the things just now."

Feng Qianqian actually wanted to say that it would be okay to do it later. He just looked at Yu Nianbing's seemingly persistent appearance, and nodded, then turned to look at Zhuang Jiachuan, the only person present with clean hands, and recruited himself. Oiler, please push.

Ning Chuyang who was ignored: "..."

Yu Nianbing went into the kitchen and asked Song Shiyue to put the fish in the basin for her, but only Feng Qianqian was left, saying that the little surprise he was doing with Feng Qianqian was almost finished, so Song Shiyue Go to take a bath with Ning Chuyang, don't get in the way here.

You know, Yu Nianbing and them are not close to Song Shiyue on weekdays. This slightly disgusting sentence is in the way, and it is a bit too close. Feng Qianqian always feels wrong. However, Yu Nianbing really did his best to help her these days. At this moment, Feng Qianqian could only nod her head and say right, right, and walk around.

Everyone was gone, Yu Nianbing took a rag pad and shut the kitchen off, and then reached with a stool, as if he was about to make a little surprise seriously.

But Feng Qianqian knew that they were just doing something commonplace, and it wasn't...what a surprise.

After closing the door, Yu Nianbing didn't say much, and continued to pick up the small stone mortar and pestle.

Feng Qianqian sat aside and couldn't help but said, "If Song Shiyue came to make this walnut oil, he would definitely be able to make a lot of it in two strokes. Why didn't she let her help just now? It shouldn't be for... surprise, right?"

Yu Nianbing stopped holding the stone bowl and looked at Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qianqian may feel that she is dazzled. Did she see it in Yu Nianbing's eyes... Excuse me?

"Kill the fish... will you?" Yu Nianbing glanced at the window and the closed door, then looked at Feng Qianqian again, lowered his voice, his eyes flickering weakly and asked.