Far away, Shen Zhouxian smiled and revealed his big white teeth: "Nan Weiwei, Qianmai, don't you mind having three more of us? We have everything ready." After that, I didn't forget to mention it. A large paper bag full of it in his hand.
"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..." Nan Weiwei shook her ponytail and happily agreed.
Qian Mai's eyes directly skipped Liu Feipeng, and went to Peng Chen, who was silent next to him. I saw that guy with a walkman pinned to his waist and earphones in his ears, not knowing what he was listening to. He carried a bag and slammed it aside, with an expression of "nothing to do with me". I can only admit that it is troublesome, the so-called not to hit the smiley people. So, following the appearance of Nan Weiwei, he waved his hand: "Go with it, go with it!"
It was already in the heat, the school specially arranged a nap time, and there was a full three hours of leisure in the middle. Qianmai and his team left the back door, drove through an orange field, and turned several turns along the winding mountain road, before arriving at their destination—an unknown mountain stream.
In the vacant mountain stream, the quiet stream talked to each other with the cicadas and the pine trees. A snaking creek brought down the rain from the high mountains and formed a small puddle at the corner. The faint clear water reflects the swaying mountain flowers, and faintly reveals the colors of pebbles and emerald green.
Nan Weiwei exclaimed with joy: "Why is the water here green? The green is really like green jade!" It's rare and strange. Liu Feipeng and Qian Mai are both poking their lips, typical princess-like innocence and ignorance.
Shen Zhou touched his chin with a face full of disbelief: "There is such a secret base within one mile of the school. Why don't I know? Liu Feipeng, where did you learn about it?"
It was also the first time for Liu Feipeng to come, shook his head, and looked at the busy Qianmai aside.
After receiving his radio wave, Qianmai was very straightforward and said straightforwardly: "In the first year of junior high, teacher Huang Ruolan from the interest group once took us here to sketch."
"It turned out to be like this." Shen Zhou immediately smiled and relieved: "I thought you were an outsider, and you are more familiar with this land than my native Jintian."
Hey, latent wheat belly slander, that's not necessarily. However, she doesn't have time to talk about this "talking" right now.
At this time, there is no need to deliberately compare, the difference in life background will immediately become apparent. Along the way, F3 and Nan Weiwei, except for the bags in their hands, each had more or less folded flowers. But what Liu Feipeng and Qianmai hold in their arms are the dry branches and withered grass picked up along the way.
Before Nan Weiwei and the four of them could recover from the beautiful scenery, Liu Feipeng and Qian Maimai had found a few large rocks and moved quickly to set up the stove by the water pool. I filled the small basin I had just bought with water and put it on the raging fire and started to burn.
After everything was on the right track, Liu Feipeng said, "Wheat, you are responsible for cooking the rice dumplings. There is not enough firewood. I will go there and pick up some more."
"Okay. You don't need too much firewood, you don't have to go far." Qianmai agreed. The rice dumplings I bring at home are all cooked. Now I just need to cook a little bit to make the rice grains warm and soft.
Liu Feipeng walked across the stream three or two steps with a small stone, and walked towards a dead tree on the opposite side with a clear goal. Zhu Shoubin, who could see that he was playing in the water, screamed, "Lingbo microsteps!"
The four billowing words made Liu Feipeng who had been alive and kicking slippery. Then, this math geek also shook his arms and learned Liu Feipeng's movements. It's a pity that my feet are unsatisfactory, and I always set foot in the air again and again, splashing a pool of water, making the shrimp soldiers avoid the way in the small water pool, and the crab will follow far.
Qian Mai looked at it, shrugging his shoulders and chuckled. He picked up the firewood and put the rice dumplings into the small basin one by one. Looking up, Nan Weiwei was climbing and breaking a azalea she liked, but she had no choice but to grow on the high rock wall. At this moment, Shen Zhou is using his hands and feet together, standing on tiptoes, and sticking out his ape's arms to serve her. It seems that the sons and princesses cannot be expected to help a little bit. As a result, apart from the fire, he voluntarily resigned himself to freeing up his hands to sort out the drinks and cooked food that everyone bought.
Good deed, that's a lot. Fresh orange, Sprite, Coke, beer, everything, braised beef, sauced duck leg, roast chicken, roast goose, but not half of the vegetable. Sure enough, they are all carnivores.
Qian Mai was slandered, and a cloud of shadow covered her face. Looking up, Peng Chen squatted down, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Hidden wheat was like a smell of the sky, and the cows were all over his face, and finally someone conscience discovered that they came to help. So, you're welcome, and took out a stack of plastic paper prepared in advance: "Help out spread it out, press the four corners with stones, and then put all the food on it."
According to Peng Chen, he arranged all the cooked beverages one by one on the plastic paper in cooperation with Qianmai.
Vaguely, the two of them heard "Talking Tuberculosis" and gave their opinions there again: "...I don't know if there is tea in this mountain? If they can pick some, it would be better to cook and drink now..."
"Why?" Nan Weiwei's voice was thin and soft.
"...Didn't the elderly Zheng Banqiao say,'Sweep bamboo leaves to cook tea, chop pine roots and cook vegetable roots'... If we have tea today, wouldn't it be'sweep bamboo leaves to cook tea, chop pine roots to cook rice dumplings", Ya Shi Double..."
Hearing the words coming together, Peng and Qian smiled at the same time.
"What are you laughing at?" Peng Chen asked lightly.
"Then what are you laughing at?" Qianmai asked rhetorically.
"I laughed that Shen Zhou was too bad of classics."
"Hehe, I laughed that Shen Zhou was too whimsical. Now let alone there is no tea, there really needs to be tea, so how many bamboo leaves he has to sweep to boil a new pot of tea? I haven't hacked the pine roots, but I know, wait for him. The two tigers split and dried, the rice dumplings are already rotten..."
When Peng Chen heard this, Shen Zhou was dressed in the rough linen clothes of the ancients, holding an axe, bowing and sweating, smashing the pine roots. He couldn't help but laugh, and the little gloat was clear. His eyes crackled with sparks. I was very curious, wondering how Shen Zhou would react after hearing this.
He knew that there would be unexpected surprises when he came out with this cunning and changeable little white rabbit. This morning, watching her smacking her mouth, one by one, she kept sending agate-like fruits into her mouth one by one. The expression of her extremely cherished and extremely satisfying expression made people suddenly have a strong appetite. Inexplicably, it was the first time that he asked for something to eat. Fortunately, they just thought they didn't recognize this kind of fruit and wanted to confirm whether it was edible.
Although a little embarrassed, when he saw her enter the classroom with bright eyes, carrying a bag and a small washbasin happily, he knew that this person was going to do something new again, and the level of fun would definitely be as interesting as her eyes. Excitement is directly proportional. Suddenly, he was eager to try. It's a pity that the three people in class (7) seem to be very exclusive and have no intention of inviting others at all. So he "accidentally" revealed Liu Feipeng's itinerary to Shen Zhou. So, under the leadership of Shen Zhou's strong "smiling public relations", the three of them appeared here. Sure enough, his hunch was correct. This little white rabbit is not only very knowledgeable about eating, but also very good at finding a secret base. Just rushing to the secret mountain stream that can kill the long lunch break, this stupid thing is worth the fare.
At this time, Liu Feipeng came back with a small bundle of firewood and Shejiang River, and asked: "Have you boiled it?"
"Let's open it, and cook it for a while. It's almost the same." Qianmai picked a few thicker dry branches from the newly picked firewood and added them, and then gently stirred the dumplings in the pot with chopsticks: "Tell them not to After playing, let's eat cooked food first, and just wait for the dumplings.
Peng Chen stood up and shouted, and the other three immediately ran back happily. Today's lunch was more than an hour later than before, and Xu was too hungry. Everyone sat down and was just a meal. Drinks and cooked food were eaten at seven or eighty hours, and everyone's stomachs were half full, so they regained their energy.
Shen Zhou patted his stomach, and opened his mouth contentedly: "This kind of picnic is really comfortable. Invite the breeze to accompany you and have an appointment with the flowers. We will come often in the future."
Maybe it’s been sitting by the stove in the summer for a long time, or there was a lot of unpleasant odors when sorting out the cooked food. The latent wheat is now exhausted and has no appetite. Nibbled. I can't help but laugh at the bottom of my heart. People who eat off-the-shelf are naturally easy to say, but do you think someone will be stupid enough to be taken advantage of for the second time.
Zhu Shoubin raised his head to take a sip of a drink and wiped his mouth and said, "It's very good. It's just that those cicadas are upset by the noise, otherwise we can go to the shade here to sleep during lunch break. Very comfortable."
Liu Feipeng's opinion is completely different: "It's not noisy at all, the cicadas are delicious."
"Huh..." Nan Weiwei raised her head and looked at the cicadas neighing on the branch in front, shivering in disgust: "Liu Feipeng, people eat, don't you be disgusting, okay? That kind of thing is only barbaric like you be able to eat."
"It was delicious." Liu Feipeng was dubbed the "Barbarian" for no reason. Unwillingly, he hurriedly asked Qianmai for help: "Mai, don't you think?"
"Don't pay attention to her. I haven't even eaten cicadas, and I have no quality." Qian Mai said casually.
A stone splashed several layers of waves, and immediately caused four people to strongly protest.
The first one to yell is Nan Weiwei: "You are a fan of cicadas, you have no quality..."
Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin grind their fists and Huohuo: "Let's grab one right away and see how they can eat it."
Can that food be eaten? Peng Chen touched his nose unwillingly, and sighed: "Now I am a man of incompetence!"
Liu Feipeng vowed to explain to them how to eat cicadas, but Qianmai was too lazy to talk. He had known for a long time that these princes and princesses were a big trouble. So, he got up and brought zongzi, a scent of rue leaves and glutinous rice, stirring every olfactory nerve of everyone.
Seeing today's highlight came up, everyone stopped talking. They gathered around and happily went to untie the rice dumplings.
However, Nan Weiwei tilted her head and looked at it for a long time before she started. When everyone else was eating, she asked Qianmai: "Wheat, which rice dumplings are more delicious? Your rice dumplings are so ugly." ."
Hearing this, Qianmai lied his bangs, and a gentle smile burst forth, like winter snow and early sunny. The exhaustion just now disappeared instantly: "This is the'love zong' wrapped by my younger brother and sister. Don't mess with it if you think it's ugly, I can eat it all by myself."
"Is it Xiao Mo and Xiao Hai Bao?" Nan Weiwei immediately came to the spirit, and quickly untied a zongzi with a crooked mouth and feet, peeled off the ruo leaves, and stuffed it in her mouth without saying a word. After chewing for a few bites, he couldn't help but nod his approval: "Not bad, it's salted egg dumplings. Although the face is indecent, the lining is absolutely kind."
Qianmai let her use words indiscriminately, and also peeled off a zongzi of her own. I saw that the zong body had been soaked with ruo leaves, and it was green with the color of warm jade. The smell of rice dumplings is refreshing. Take a bite, firm and firm, waxy but not sticky, and full of elasticity. Looking at the stuffing in the middle again, he couldn't help but smiled knowingly.
"What's the matter? You laugh so happy?" Liu Feipeng asked.
"This is my brother's bag. Pine nut filling, his favorite."
"Really, there are pine nuts stuffing? Why did I eat two of them and they were both stuffed with meat?" Zhu Shoubin asked hurriedly.
"Idiot, all we eat are the nice-looking zongzi here. The two I ate are also fresh meat." Shen Zhou hurried to get rid of the ugly zongzi, while still not forgetting to complain: "Liu Feipeng, you Hey knew that his family’s dumplings were meat dumplings, so he went to eat all the dumplings from Qianmai family? I just ate all of the meat, so I was wronged."
Liu Feipeng wrinkled his brows like twists, and his face was wronged: "I also have bean paste stuffing and dried vegetable stuffing. It's your bad luck and you all ate fresh meat dumplings."
Shen Zhou took a mouthful of the blood pot, and the rice dumplings went halfway instantaneously. After seeing the filling, his depression was finally relieved: "It's Bansu rice dumplings. Not bad, it's the first time I have eaten Bansu rice dumplings."
Zhu Shoubin's actions were also thunderous, and immediately reported his own situation: "mine is candied rice dumplings. Statistics show that Qianmaijia's dumplings seem not to be repeated." The math geek immediately applied what he learned.
"I ate a red date rice dumpling and a pickled vegetable dumpling." Liu Feipeng reported first.
Nan Weiwei's second report: "I ate a salted egg dumpling, and this one is red bean dumpling."
In the end, everyone's eyes gathered together on Peng Chen, who had been muffled. Peng Chen took the last bite, gently folded the ruo leaves and put them in the bag, and said vaguely: "I have eaten a ham dumpling, a longan dumpling, a mixed rice dumpling... well, there is another one filled with yellow croaker meat. … Qianmai, your siblings are so cute..."
When everyone looked at his eyes, they were filled with blazing flames with enthusiasm. However, it was still a clear cloud, saying: "I eat the least. Therefore, the garbage on the spot should be cleaned up by the person who eats the most." (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please log in. www.qidian.com, more chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)