Before his birth, his legs were about to be broken, and Zhuo Shu was full of tears.
Zhuo Shu was still in the heat of the water, and Zhen Mingxin on the other side walked out of the tent door.
Zhuo Shu glanced enviously at his half-brother, it seemed that the other party succeeded in coaxing his daughter-in-law.
Ugh.
Just as he sighed, he saw Zhen Mingxin quickly take out a washboard from behind and put it in front of the tent.
When it was too late, Zhen Mingxin knelt down with a plop, and cried and said, "Meng Meng, err, wrong~ I'm really wrong~ err, I shouldn't have come here from the beginning... 1000 wrong. It's all the fault of the arrogant man Zhuoshu! How could he hug me in a crisis! Hey, he should let me fall directly, what's the point of a broken leg, as long as you are happy, I will be broken Breaking a fingernail would be worth it—"
It's really a testament to a man's silence and a woman's tears, and Tong Xiangyu has to call him an expert when he hears it.
"Okay." Meng Gong said, "Come back for dinner."
"Okay!" Zhen Mingxin got up neatly, put away the washboard, and when he entered the tent, he did not forget to give his fellow inmates a smug smile.
Zhuoshu: "..."
Master, this is master.
Ying Tongchen finished peeling and asked, "Where did you pick the oranges?"
"Oh, in his... oops!"
Just after such a fall, the oranges had already been spilled on the ground.
"Stay here and don't move, I'll get you some oranges and come back." Zhuo Shu hurriedly ran to find Zhen Mingxin, "Ming Xin, Zhen Mingxin, come out quickly."
"What's wrong?" Zhen Mingxin asked.
"It seems that our oranges haven't been brought back."
"Oops!" Zhen Mingxin hurriedly picked up the basket, kissed Meng Gong goodbye, and then walked out of the tent with a flashlight.
Zhuoshu: "..."
I saw it all! shameless! Woo woo sour to the point that my eyes are red!
The two went back to pick up the oranges, and Zhuo Shu suddenly asked, "Is that how you and Meng Gong usually get along?"
"What?" Zhen Mingxin picked up an orange, peeled it off and tasted it, it was very sweet, "Ah, you say kneeling on the washboard? That's my volition, our Mengmeng is very soft-hearted, every time I use this trick , he has lost his temper, it's really hard to try."
Zhuo Shu nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "What about a hard-hearted person? What should I do?"
"My dear, you said that Brother Ying is hard-hearted?" Zhen Mingxin asked.
"No, nothing, I just asked casually." Zhuo Shu looked up at the sky, "Tongchen's heart is also very soft, hahahahaha."
I don't know what to think, but the smile gradually solidified.
"If you want me to tell me, this trick of bitter meat will be useful to everyone." Zhen Mingxin gave him half the oranges, "Think about it, if the other party really cares about you, it is impossible not to feel sorry for you. If the car overturns, it must be You didn't use the idea, or were seen through."
Zhuo Shu thought about it carefully, and it's the same reason, and Zhen Mingxin's job is an actor, so it's really no pressure to cry when he acts.
The reason why he can't do it may be because his burden is too heavy.
"Of course, it's useless to rely entirely on the bitter meat strategy." Zhen Mingxin said with a deep face, "Love also pays attention to thirty-six strategies. I usually use the bitter meat strategy and the beauty strategy together, and the effect is better."
Zhuo Shu: "Beauty plan?"
"Yeah." Zhen Mingxin whispered, "Although we are in love, we still have to maintain our beauty. We must not relax and run in the direction of a bald beer belly. Besides, there is no shortage of sweet words, and the most important thing is One point—a spoiled man has the best life!"
Zhuo Shu doubted and said, "Is it reliable?"
Zhen Mingxin nodded: "The personal test is effective, and everyone who has seen it says it is good."
Zhuo Shu said, "Then give me some of your mask."
"no problem."
The two of them picked up the oranges for ten minutes before they finished picking up the oranges. They went back to the top of the mountain. They saw Ying Tongchen and Meng Gong sitting and chatting together, so they hurriedly joined in.
"Let's eat something." Zhen Mingxin put the oranges in the middle, and then turned around to take out the remaining dry food packages and put them all in front of them, "You're welcome, let's eat together."
Ying Tongchen picked up a pack of unidentified objects in a transparent plastic bag without any instructions or labels, and asked, "What is this?"
"Fried cockroaches." Zhen Mingxin said, "This is the last time we recorded the show, our guests finally caught it, and then the show team fried us a bit at the end."
"..." Ying Tongchen immediately put it back.
Zhuo Shu picked up a small bag of snacks next to him and asked, "What is this?"
Zhen Mingxin: "Dried earthworms."
Zhuoshu: "..."
Zhen Mingxin also recommended some snacks for fried scorpions and roasted mice, strongly Amway: "Don't be afraid, although they were not very likable during their lifetimes, they are still useful after death. The chef specially fried their bodies to golden brown and crispy. , the taste is full, the nutritional value is high... During this time, I understood how wonderful it is that we can live. In order to live, I almost even s... Well, I haven't eaten it yet. Hehe. Anyway, as long as you can't eat it, you will eat it to death!"
Ying Tongchen took a bite of the apple: "The child is tired, you can eat it yourself."
Zhen Mingxin turned to look at Zhuo Shu: "Big brother."
"Brother got it." Zhuo Shu rubbed the orange, "The peel of this orange seems to be pretty good."
Several people are eating oranges, but it is too difficult to eat.
Zhen Mingxin said again: "I have a way! There is a loquat tree here, let's dig some bark and cook it..."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
Meng Gong said: "Then go and see if there are any hares nearby?"
Zhen Mingxin said: "Bunny is so cute, how can you eat a bunny!"
Zhuo Shuyi said righteously: "No, the more it is like this, the more we must reject game and wear masks frequently."
"Big brother is still very enlightened!" Zhen Mingxin praised, and then sighed, "Big brother, give me some orange peels."
The night on the top of the mountain was a little cold, Zhuoshu went back to the tent and pulled out a thick piece of down, and a handful of vermicelli suddenly fell out of his luggage.
He shouted overjoyed: "We have a face!"
Everyone was overjoyed and took his face.
Zhen Mingxin immediately said: "Let's divide our troops into two groups, one team is picking up firewood, and the other team is cooking noodles."
"You have experience, let's cook." Ying Tongchen got up and said, "Let's go pick up firewood."
"Okay, there's still a little firewood here, so let's get started." Zhen Mingxin said.
Ying Tongchen just took two steps when there was an extra down jacket on his body. He looked sideways at Zhuo Shu and said, "No need, it will be inconvenient to pick up firewood later."
"Yes." Zhuo Shu hurriedly took it back and put it away. When he came out, seeing Ying Tongchen standing in front of him waiting, he couldn't help smiling, "Let's go."
Ying Tongchen held the torch and returned to the place where he picked the oranges: "Be careful."
"Well, don't worry."
The two used the light to pick up the dry branches on the ground, and they picked up a large handful in no time.
"Let's take it for them first?" Zhuo Shu suggested.
Ying Tongchen nodded, turned and walked upstairs, who would have accidentally stepped on a smooth stone and slipped accidentally.
The gravity was out of balance, he exclaimed, and the whole person fell forward.
"Be careful!"
Zhuo Shu hurriedly threw away the dry wood in his hand, fell down and hugged his waist, his back rubbed on the uneven ground, and hugged him and slid down a meter or two.
Ying Tongchen grabbed the tree next to him and said worriedly, "Are you all right? How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, how about you?" Zhuo Shu asked.
"I'm fine too." Ying Tongchen quickly pulled him up and patted the weeds and dirt behind him, so he didn't notice Zhuo Shu's frown.
Zhuo Shu avoided the strong light of the flashlight in his hand and held his wrist quickly: "It's okay, it's all frayed."
"It's just a minor injury." Ying Tongchen said, checked his wrist and found that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved.
"Go back and have a look first." Zhuo Shu led him back.
"Wait, there's Chai."
"..."
After Zhuo Shu took his fate and picked up the firewood again, he took him back, put the firewood next to Meng Gong and the two, and after a few words, he went back to the tent and found the necessary medicine box, "It's okay. It's not lost."
Ying Tongchen's wrist was held, he thought it would be less troublesome, he opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but suddenly his wrist became cold.
Zhuo Shu blew his breath, raised his head and asked, "Does it hurt?" When he said this, he didn't even notice how gentle his tone was.
Ying Tongchen swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."
"Then let's disinfect it first, so as not to get infected." Zhuo Shu poured out the mineral water, cleaned the wound, and carefully began to rub the iodophor.
The tent was very quiet, Ying Tongchen watched his movements silently, and the sound of each other's breathing sounded in his ears.
It is clearly inaudible, but it can fall into the ear, but it is so clear.
"Hey, there's a slit in the pants." Zhuo Shu finished treating the wound, and when he looked down, he saw that his pants were torn at the thigh, revealing his fair skin.
It was also at this time that Ying Tongchen noticed and said, "It's alright."
"It will be cold if the air leaks. If it is not sewn properly, the hole may be broken even bigger." Zhuo Shu put the iodophor in the bag and dug it inside for a long time, "I found it."
The next moment, Ying Tongchen saw him take out a sewing kit.
"..."
"Take it off." Zhuo Shu finished, and quickly zipped up the tent, "Quick, don't let them see it."
After a while, Ying Tongchen sat in the sleeping bag and watched him thread the needle, always feeling that this scene was unreal.
Zhuo Shu narrowed his eyes, put on the thread for a long time, and handed it to him: "Come and try, why can't I wear it."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
Sure enough, they still overestimate each other!
The two took turns piercing the needle, and after about five or six minutes of tossing, the needle was considered a success.
Ying Tongchen watched him waving the needle and thread with affection: "Can you?"
"No, but isn't this very simple?" Zhuo Shu said confidently.
Ying Tongchen: "..." The more you say that, the more terrifying it becomes!
As soon as Zhuo Shu passed the needle, he held the end and pulled it up to the sky. He stretched his arm as long as he wanted.
It looks scary.
Ying Tongchen simply stopped watching and collapsed.
I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Shu finally sewed the crack, and just wanted to show off, he saw Ying Tongchen fell asleep.
He put his trousers aside, bowed his head and kissed his forehead before walking out of the tent lightly.
"You haven't cooked the noodles yet?" Zhuo Shu asked.
"It's early." Zhen Mingxin and Meng Gong said while coughing.
"What is this doing?" Zhuoshu stepped forward and saw them keep turning the sticks, "It can't be..."
"Drilling wood to make fire." Zhen Mingxin said.
"..." Zhuo Shu squatted down next to him, looked at the smoke coming out, and smiled, feeling very fresh.
"Where's Tongchen?" Meng Gong asked.
"Sleep."
Meng Gong: "It's good, you don't have to eat when you sleep."
"..." Zhuo Shu suddenly turned to look at him, "Have you known Tongchen for a long time?"
"Well, what's the matter?" Meng Gong asked, "Want to inquire about him?"
Zhuo Shu did not deny it and asked, "How did you meet?"
As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Gong said deeply: "It was a turbulent time, we were innocent, full of expectations for life, longing for..."
Zhuo Shu interrupted: "Talk about the main point."
Meng Gong immediately said, "We met on a blind date."
Zhuo Shu: "?"
Zhuo Shu: "Is this true?"
"It's so true."
"Ah! Meng Meng, get ready, there will be fire soon." Zhen Mingxin said happily.
"Okay!" Meng Gong hurriedly took the dead leaves and prepared to continue the fire.
When the fire of the stars ignited, the two couldn't help showing a happy smile, and then—
With a bang, happiness is gone.
The two looked at the extinguished fire and looked at Zhuo Shu in surprise, with three parts of puzzlement, three parts of surprise and four parts of wanting to kill.
Zhuo Shu glanced at Meng Gong sideways, got up and left.
With a wave of his sleeves, no fireworks are left behind.