The firelight of the resting place just ignored the distance in the middle, almost burning Zhuang Jiachuan's eyes.
who is it! Who picked up this leak while he was in the water!
Zhuang Jiachuan was full of depression, and the hand that was about to be pulled down by the stone pot for no reason produced some strength, which made him speed up the pace of going back.
Looking from a distance, there were many people around the fireworks, Zhuang Jiachuan tried to walk quickly while guessing who it was.
That's impossible for the program group and the sheep team. Now they should all hope that the artists will make mistakes, so they can ask them for help.
Both Yu Nianbing and Ning Chuyang greeted them here just now, but there was no smoke or fire at that time.
That is to say...
Mu Xingzhou...
Zhuang Jiachuan felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have ignored Mu Xingzhou just because he had been taciturn and not active in the past two days, just following the trend.
"Mr. Zhuang!" Just when Zhuang Jiachuan was only one uphill away from the lunch break, Ning Chuyang who was above suddenly turned around and looked at him and shouted.
There was always a bad premonition that Zhuang Jiachuan ignored the shout and took a big step up the slope.
But no matter how fast Zhuang Jiachuan moved while being dragged down by the stone pot, how could he be as fast as Ning Chuyang.
"The fire is starting, Mr. Zhuang, please fill the pot with water and bring it up again." In order for Zhuang Jiachuan to hear clearly, Ning Chuyang rolled up a loudspeaker microphone and shouted loudly.
Zhuang Jiachuan, who had already stepped up the slope, slowly raised his head, facing Ning Chuyang's face full of joy.
"Okay." Zhuang Jiachuan heard himself say this, and felt the stiffness on his face when he was trying to force a smile.
This stone pot is really heavy...
Zhuang Jiachuan honestly stopped pursuing speed and returned to the stream step by step.
It's all here, Zhuang Jiachuan simply chose a place with clear streams, rinsed the stone pot in his hand well, and just took a little more than half of the pot of water, ready to go back.
Hmm... If you ask why it is not full.
Probably because this is already the limit of Zhuang Jiachuan's movement.
Just when Zhuang Jiachuan straightened his waist and tried to lift the pot of water, a loud laugh came from behind him.
Because all the attention was on his hands, he still held the pot, but the thick "hahaha" sound almost didn't shake him so much that he twisted his waist.
What to do! Can it still be good!
Zhuang Jiachuan didn't dare to turn around while carrying a heavy object, but only dared to slowly move his feet and turn back to look.
Not far away in the stream, Guan Yongyi actually had a...pot in his hand
Zhuang Jiachuan's eyes widened, and he saw that Guan Yongyi's thing that looked like a pot actually had two more ears that looked like handles than his own.
"Look, I found it, and I still have some." Guan Yongyi happily held the pot in his hand and showed it to Zhuang Jiachuan in all directions.
Hehe... I'm not envious...
Zhuang Jiachuan gave Guan Yongyi a smile, tried his best to support his stone bucket without a handle, and turned around as usual.
One step, two steps.
A bit heavy, Toto is good.
three steps.
I couldn't stand it anymore.
Oh, so angry! So angry, so angry! ah ah!
Love pots with handles! Who wants this bucket that is not easy to focus on!
And that guy Mu Xingzhou is really annoying!
Angry!
Zhuang Jiachuan, whose head was about to smoke with anger, managed to return to the place where he was stopped by Ning Chuyang before.
And Guan Yongyi, who is muscular, just carried the new stone pot with two handles, happily brought a whole pot of water over him, and went up the slope.
Hey... Zhuang Jiachuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.
"give it to me."
Just as Zhuang Jiachuan resigned himself to climbing the hill, a pair of small gray hands stretched out in front of him. Zhuang Jiachuan looked up, and Song Shiyue, who didn't know when he came downhill, had a sincere face.
Zhuang Jiachuan gritted his teeth, the sweat on the top of his head slid down his temples, dripped down from the tip of his chin, like a faucet that was not turned off properly.
No, there are only a few steps left in the Long March, and the exhausted work is finally approaching. How can the credit of bringing water back and forth with a stone pot be given to a little girl.
"Hmm..." Zhuang Jiachuan uttered a syllable from the jaws he was holding on, and then tried his best to straighten his arm that had been dragged down to the ground by the heavy weight, and handed the stone pot to Song Shiyue's hand.
Song Shiyue took the stone pot, turned around and went up the slope without saying anything.
Zhuang Jiachuan's hands and heart loosened without having to hold the pot that almost broke his hand bones.
Zhuang Jiachuan didn't know if Song Shiyue happened to be passing by, or if he could see his strength from a distance. He was unwilling and unbearable to take the initiative to ask for help, but if he really wanted to carry this pot of water uphill, he would really... Anyway, Song Shiyue saved his emergency and relieved his danger.
What a good girl, Zhuang Jiachuan's thank you as a show of weakness is a little hard to say, but at this time, his gratitude to Song Shiyue is real.
Anyway, it was already like this, Zhuang Jiachuan was not in a hurry to go uphill. Instead, he shook his numb hands, went back to the creek, wiped his head and face well, and then returned to the lunch break.
After going back and forth like this, when he saw two stone pots set up on the stone stove during the lunch break, and the water in the pots was already gurgling, most of Zhuang Jiachuan's previous anger had dissipated.
It's just that Zhuang Jiachuan still cares a little bit about who took such a step first.
"Who started this fire? It was born very quickly..." Zhuang Jiachuan walked around the two decent stone stoves twice, and asked seemingly unintentionally.
"Hahaha, you think it's fast too. When I first came up, I thought it was because the program crew saw that we didn't have enough time for lunch break to cook, so they showed kindness and helped us light the fire." Guan Yongyi, who came up first, smiled and said, "Teacher Zhuang, guess who started this fire?"
The words have been said like this, what is there to guess... Zhuang Jiachuan smiled and looked at Mu Xingzhou.
"I was only responsible for collecting firewood." Mu Xingzhou looked calm, then glanced at the branches beside the stone stove, weighed the stone knife in his hand and said, "It seems that it is not enough, I will get some more."
After all, Mu Xingzhou was about to go to the forest behind.
"I'll go too." Guan Yongyi loudly followed.
Wait... How about a good guess
Zhuang Jiachuan looked at the remaining three girls in the field with some embarrassment.
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhuang can't guess, it's Song Shiyue." Ning Chuyang said with a smile, "When you went to touch the stone pot, Mr. Yu suggested that we find some materials for making a fire. We made some dry The branches and dead grass came back, and when Song Shiyue came back, sparks were wiped out within a few strokes, and the timing was just right."
Zhuang Jiachuan looked at Song Shiyue in a daze, and the latter smiled modestly, "It's not just a few times, it was also rubbed for a while."
After a while, it was obviously not many steps away, and there was a fire in front of him!
But...it was not Mu Xingzhou who made the fire, but Song Shiyue, which was unexpected and reasonable! Ha ha!
"Very powerful, really powerful." Zhuang Jiachuan praised with a smile.
Laugh, it's fake. Compliments, but true.
Knowing that it was Song Shiyue who easily started the fire, Zhuang Jiachuan was only slightly shocked, and soon became less angry. Anyway, whether it's noon or night, I can't win with this kind of craftsmanship.
What is there to argue about, what is there to be angry about
People only envy those who are a little bit better than themselves, a little bit ahead. And for those who are too good, you can't have such emotions. Either way, they are being crushed, so it's better to be happy and look up.
Right here, Zhuang Jiachuan gradually got used to Song Shiyue's excellence, calmed down his negative emotions, and started helping to take care of the stove, but Director Zhang couldn't calm down for a long time.
Seeing that the entertainers were all around the stone stove for boiling water, and would not go to the stream for the time being, Director Zhang pulled Wang Daming, who was rubbing his stomach, and said in a low voice, "Go and have a look in the stream where they found the stone pot just now." .”
"Look at what?" Hunger made Wang Daming's thinking a little dull.
Director Zhang glared at Wang Daming, but his voice did not rise, but his tone became more serious, "Go and see if there is anything similar to a stone pot and stone knife in the stream."
"Oh." Wang Daming nodded, and took half a step slowly, but couldn't help but look back at Director Zhang, "They are all boiling water, when are we going to eat?"
Just know how to eat!
But it's fine if you don't mention it. Director Zhang felt a little hungry after mentioning it, so he waved his hand, "Now I will let them dig, and you can eat when you come back."
Wang Daming's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he walked briskly to the stream.
"Feng Qianqian, do you know where the lunch is buried? Take Zhao Da or Zhao Er to get it." Director Zhang thought for a while and said, "If you have a big appetite and want to eat an extra portion, bring it here early. Anyway The rest is useless here."
"Teacher Yu, Teacher Zhuang and the others, did you really give them lunch without dividing lunch?" Feng Qianqian hesitated, "Actually, give them some this time. Maybe they won't be so angry about the snake in the morning."
"No. It's not about snakes anymore. Go if you're told, I'm the on-site director and you're the on-site director?" Director Zhang said angrily.
Feng Qianqian shut her mouth, nodded, and went to find the Zhao family brothers. It's just that there is still some injustice in my heart. How could it not be about the snake? Before at the old castle, the artists confiscated one and the other, and the artists just complained, not at all ignoring the program group to the point of indistinct opposition. Director Zhang is really just like what is said in the information, a bit headstrong.
From Director Zhang to the Sheep Team, none of them seemed suitable for this program. Why did the program...choose them? Feng Qianqian has a lot of doubts, but now she has no way out, so she can only wait for more than ten days.
Besides, on the hillside, Zhuang Jiachuan stuffed two sticks of dry firewood into the stone stove, and when he looked up, he saw Wang Daming going into the middle of the stream.
"Why did he stand in the middle of the stream?" Zhuang Jiachuan always felt that something was wrong.
"Maybe the program team also wants to get a stone pot." Ning Chuyang squatted beside a big rock, using the remaining stone knife to cut jicama.
"Impossible." Zhuang Jiachuan murmured, then glanced back at Ning Chuyang, and couldn't help telling, "Be gentle, don't chop the leaves underneath."
It's just that Wang Daming didn't have much to look at, so they glanced at it casually, and then focused their attention back on the pickled snake meat that Yu Nianbing was turning over in his hand.
Zhuang Jiachuan couldn't help sighing a few words in his heart. Although Song Shiyue always made some unexpected moves, he achieved surprising results. But after all, he couldn't compare to someone like Yu Nian Bing who had a delicate mind and a good brain. As long as they went to touch the stone pot, the matter of collecting firewood was also arranged. The ginger and onion were cut up and the snake meat was marinated. It really bought too much time for their lunch.
The others didn't pay much attention to Wang Daming in the stream, but Yu Nianbing was a little uneasy.
Normal people would not think that stone pots can be fished out of the stream, and the program crew are not all idiots. The place where Wang Daming is standing now is indeed near the place where Song Shiyue and the others were looking for the stone pot... Watch him keep bending up and down It doesn't look like it's fetching water. In that stream, there seemed to be only some small fishes that were too small to fit between the teeth, and the program crew was not so hungry.
Then he is... Yu Nianbing flipped through the pickled snake meat from time to time, but most of his thoughts were placed in the distant stream.
Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and not long after, Yu Nianbing saw Wang Daming's strange movement.
"This is..." Yu Nianbing, who was using two branches to turn the pickled snake meat on the big leaves, suddenly stood up.
"what?"
"Um?"
The remaining three people around the stove stood up one after another and looked in the direction of Yu Nianbing's line of sight.