It is said that Zhao Da and the others, after tidying up in a hurry and walking forward for a while, found a downwind position and lit a fire. None of the four dared to close their eyes and rest, and stayed up all night until the sky. When it started to light up, I slowly let go of the turbid air of the previous night, and started on the road again exhausted and anxious.
On the live broadcast page next to it, the two who ate clam meat and vegetable soup had a good night's sleep, and their dreams were filled with the sweet scent of strawberries.
The river clam was not far from the salt lake, but when it was dawn, the two of them were in no hurry to move on.
It was already too late to reach the river the day before, and Yu Nianbing couldn't come to the river to take a closer look because Song Shiyue stopped him. Yu Nianbing got up earlier in the morning and walked along this small section of river bank, feeling that the mussels in this river can still be fished again.
No matter how small the clam meat is, it is still a piece of meat.
The chicken essence in the camp is limited, and things like mussel meat, even if they are not eaten as meat, are good as supplements to enhance freshness. Just take a few pieces and chop them up and stir-fry them into the vegetables, which can add a lot of freshness to the vegetables, so it's worth keeping them for a while.
It is inconvenient to take fresh mussels home, but they can have a lot of salt right away. As long as the clam meat is rolled in salt, and then dried into dried clam meat, whether it is carrying or storing, it is no longer a problem.
The jerky clam meat can be soaked and washed before eating. Even if they use unrefined salt directly made from the salt lake to marinate, there is no problem.
Yu Nianbing thought clearly, had reason and evidence, and waited for Song Shiyue to clean up, so that he could present the facts and make sense.
It's just... not really necessary.
Yu Nianbing only said that he wanted more mussels, Song Shiyue didn't ask any more questions at all, he rolled up his trouser legs with his head down, kicked off his two shoes, and picked up the one next to him. Empty lunch box.
By the time Yu Nian Bing came to his senses, he was already stepping on the water.
This was not the first time that Song Shiyue didn't ask anything, and Yu Nianbing just said what she said.
It's always like this, like unconditional trust and connivance... If it wasn't for repeatedly understanding this person's shocking straightness, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it back...
Yu Nianbing sighed softly, and followed to the river, finally explaining his thoughts thoroughly.
Song Shiyue, who had already caught two mussels, looked at the stainless steel lunch box in his hand.
If this is the case, using a lunch box... is not very suitable...
On the other side of the salt lake, the terrain is open and there are no barriers above it. In fact, it is quite suitable for drying mussel meat.
Song Shiyue reckoned that although she didn't need to walk slowly behind the flock this time, with Yu Nianbing, she estimated that it would take about another day to get to Salt Lake.
As long as Song Shiyue is here, there will be no shortage of tools.
Near noon, the two set off again, and there were two more wooden barrels on the car, which were full of river mussels soaked in the water.
It is definitely not a problem to keep it like this for more than a day. You can wait until the salt lake, then take it out and shell it for pickling.
Because of the rush of time, Song Shiyue finally let Yu Nianbing go into the water, but she was only allowed to walk in the shallowest part of the shore, looking for leaks. Song Shiyue felt that her skin was rough and fleshy, so she went into the river without shoes, but it was Yu Nianbing's turn, but she was not allowed to enter the water without shoes. So at this moment, Song Shiyue put her feet back into her shoes dryly, but Yu Nianbing could only sit barefoot in the car and wait for her shoes to dry.
It's nothing at all, but Song Shiyue is pushing the car behind, and there is always something shaking in front of it with the vibration of the car, which is dazzlingly white.
Speaking of which, it's not the first time we've met.
I took a basin and mixed it with water before, and washed it...
It's just that seeing with good eyesight at night is not the same as being illuminated by the best sun and shining so white...
Song Shiyue's mind was a little wandering.
Along the way, Yu Nianbing's hard work, he has seen too clearly.
When I first arrived at Wilderness Star and started walking for a day, my feet were still white and tender, but the soles of my feet were a little red because of the day's walking. I just soaked it in hot water, and it was much better the next day.
But then...
Up to now, the white of those feet is still white, but the soles of the feet are severely worn, and they have been pickled, which is really worn out by life.
Song Shiyue suddenly regretted, shouldn't she have brought Yu Nianbing out just because she wanted to take a look at the salt lake. How nice it is to be in the camp, where you can rest and rest, even if you want to water the fields and take care of the poultry, it's better than going out with yourself to enjoy the wind and sun...
Yu Nianbing sat quite comfortably in the car. The wind made his feet a little cool, but he was rarely relaxed. In this forest, he didn't have to walk by himself, but he could move around and see the scenery like this. It was really a special feeling. Yu Nianbing, who was somewhat comfortable in the car, didn't know that the eyes of the person behind him were turning from bright to dark.
There are some things that Yu Nianbing doesn't know, the audience of Xingwang don't know, and even Song Shiyue herself doesn't know.
The seven years in the last days gave Song Shiyue a completely different life in normal society, and also allowed her to impose too many constraints on herself invisibly.
For example, you must have sufficient ability and capital to dare to talk about feelings.
Another example, even if you are worried about whether your decision is not correct enough for another person...
Anyway, after walking for several hours, in the evening, they still arrived at the mountain wall where Song Shiyue saw the flock of sheep.
When they got to this place, the car could no longer get on, and they had to spend the night at the bottom of the mountain.
Song Shiyue has observed that the path that the sheep took before to get to that cave is not a shortcut, but the most suitable route for the flock to pass. Now that they knew their destination, they could find a better way to get there.
Early the next morning, the wheelbarrow was temporarily abandoned at the foot of the mountain. Most of the luggage was carried on Song Shiyue's body, and she also carried two wooden barrels filled with mussels in her hands. Yu Nianbing, who only carried a half-empty food bag on her back, knew that this was not the time to scramble to get things. With this energy, she might as well save up honestly and try to walk on the way to save Song Shiyue some snacks.
The road up the mountain was difficult, so Song Shiyue tied two wooden barrels together with rattan, and freed up his right hand to chop all the dead branches and tall grass in front of him to make a way. Bing still walked in a bit of a panic.
The discomfort of the slanted grass and trees brushing against the body, the discomfort of the low grass and gravel blocking the shoes... Yu Nianbing pursed her lips tightly, making no sound that shouldn't be made, and just followed Song so closely. Behind Shiyue, and when the person in front looked back, he always looked back with ease.
When it comes to acting, Yu Nianbing is not afraid at all.
But although Yu Nianbing looked relaxed, but climbing a mountain was no better than taking a car, Song Shiyue knew it well. It's just that this is the only way, and the car really can't get up. All Song Shiyue can do is to increase the range of the knife dance, and force Yu Nianbing to rest a few times on the road.
Stopping and stopping like this, they came out of the dark cave, and it was already past lunch time.
However, it doesn't matter.
The blue-gray long and narrow lake, with the gray-white river bank next to it, is actually... really pretty.
Song Shiyue only took a look at the lake, making sure it was still there, and turned to look at the people around her.
After climbing the mountain for half a day, Yu Nianbing's face was a little blush, against the surprise in her eyes at this time, it was the brilliance after the ice and snow melted.
Yu Nianbing was very beautiful.
However, it turned out to be more beautiful.
Song Shiyue looked at Yu Nianbing, knowing that such a long-time immobile gaze would make people alert and offensive, but...but she couldn't move her eyes away. No matter how strong you are, you can't get rid of this pair of disobedient tricks.
Things in the world are changing, and so are people.
Today's Song Shiyue doesn't know what kind of effort she will make in order to see Yu Nianbing's more beautiful appearance in the future.
At this time, their efforts can only be devoted to making salt and making clam jerky.
Song Shiyue built enough stoves and stone pots, and the two of them boiled salt together, which was indeed twice as fast.
After the first batch of salt came out of the pot, Song Shiyue began to pick out the clam meat.
When fresh river mussels are touched, the shells close tightly. Yu Nianbing couldn't do this job, so he could only use the wooden stick in his hand to stir the salt water in the pot, stirring it together with the pots that Song Shiyue needed to take care of, repeating round and round among these pots turn around.
Song Shiyue had a lot of strength, no matter how tight the clam shells were, it was just a matter of pinching, and soon pieces of soft clam meat were picked out by her into the stainless steel lunch box next to her.
Song Shiyue made these two wooden barrels full of mussels bigger, so even if he had strength, it took a lot of time to pick them up. Waiting for Song Shiyue to pick up two buckets of clam meat, the sky also darkened, and the second batch of salt, thanks to the efforts of Nian Bing, was almost out of the pot.
It turned out that Song Shiyue picked it up for a while and felt that the time would not be short, so she was going to put out a few stoves to relieve Yu Nianbing's pressure. It's just that Yu Nianbing refused, saying that he would definitely be able to take care of it. Song Shiyue was always more stubborn than Nian Bing at certain times, so she could only speed up the movement of picking clam meat in her hands.
One person took care of the pot that two people used to take care of, Yu Nianbing walked back and forth to stir it, the sweat from his forehead fell down to his neck.
After picking out the clam meat, Song Shiyue went to the lake to wash her hands, came back to take the stick from Nian Bing's hand, and drove people to drink some water and rest for a while, watching another drop of sweat seemed to be from Nian Bing's hand The neck still slid down, and subconsciously reached out to help Yu Nianbing wipe it off.
This is the person who walked around the kitchen for a long time, and his body was hot. When Song Shiyue stretched out his hand and touched a place like his neck that he would not normally touch, Yu Nianbing felt like he was going to burn. Fortunately, I was blushing from the heat before, but now because of the heat generated by other things, it's... not so obvious... right
Yu Nianbing hesitated in his mind, but there was no way to prove it, so he hurriedly said "I'm going to drink some water", and then backed away from Song Shiyue's side.
Song Shiyue silently clenched the hand that "did a good deed" just now. It was obviously a small drop of sweat that dissipated when touched, but now it seemed to stay in the palm of the hand for a long time and would not disperse. It burned people's hearts. It hurts and itches, it's really uncomfortable.
People, if you have love, you will be moved by drinking and pecking, so how can it be so easy to pretend that nothing happened.