Chapter 67
Xu Zishan looked at the tough and wild Han Xinghui, and hearing the address with a sense of age, couldn't help teasing: "Good morning, Comrade Han."

Han Xinghui's ears were a little hot again, so he took out a helmet from the trunk and handed it to her: "Put it on!"

Xu Zishan was wearing a helmet. He was looking forward, with his long legs propped on the ground, waiting for her to get in the car.

There are many mountains in Dongpu District, one next to another, and they are not as high as those in the northeast and southwest. The mountains here are considered hilly areas, and they are not too high.

Xu Zishan chatted with his family during this period of time, and got a general idea of ​​the surrounding mountains.

Avoiding places like Xipu Town and Tao'ao Village where he might meet acquaintances, Xu Zishan pointed to a barren hill close to the city. It was a poor hill with too many rocks and no value for land reclamation.

Han Xinghui's eyelashes trembled a few times, and without saying anything, she got into the car, and he hurried to the mountain on the outskirts of the city.

No matter how bold Xu Zishan was, she never hugged and hugged. She still sat sideways on the back seat of the motorcycle, pulling the rear bumper with one hand, and carefully pulling at the hem of his clothes with the other, measuring the width and length of his back with her eyes. .

This man is really strong, if he presses her down with his body, he will be crushed to death.
Ahhh, what is she thinking!

Han Xinghui rode all the way to the foot of the mountain in the county seat, slowed down, and slowly turned counterclockwise around the mountain, waiting for Xu Zishan's instructions.

Xu Zishan had never been here, and she was also looking for the way up the mountain.

Finally, in front of a hillside that no one should visit, she said, "Here."

Han Xinghui parked his motorcycle at the foot of the mountain, took out a pair of brand new women's long rubber boots from the trunk, and took a long shirt of his own, and said, "Put it on, to prevent mosquitoes."

The shoes fit surprisingly well.

His big shirt was very clean, but it still had a strong smell, like his manly smell, which immediately surrounded Xu Zishan.

Xu Zishan felt weird in her heart, but she didn't say anything. Rather than being coy, she was more worried about how to go up the mountain later, and whether she would be bitten by mosquitoes and poisonous insects.

Han Xinghui squatted down and said to her, "Come up."

Xu Zishan looked at his broad back, he didn't have the nerve to bully his little brother, so he said: "I haven't walked a step yet, I'm not tired, I don't need to carry it for now."

Throwing Han Xinghui away, he grabbed the grass and went up the mountain.

The mountains are barren hills, but the weeds grow lush and green, and the summer rains irrigate them boldly and sharply.

Xu Zishan had no experience of walking in the wild in her previous and present lives, and there was no way for her feet, so she instinctively wanted to grab the weeds and walk up.

Accidentally, Cao cut his palm.

"Ah~" She frowned, let out a soft ah, and looked at the bloody hole in her palm, which was more than an inch long, and blood beads oozed out instantly.

Han Xinghui quickly pulled her over, seeing that the blood was coming out, without saying a word, he grabbed his clothes and tore off a strip four fingers wide.

Before Xu Zishan could stop her, he wrapped her hands with cloth strips.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt!" She frowned slightly and took a breath carefully.

Damn, can you not be so strong!
Regardless, he took her other uninjured hand and said, "Follow me."

He trampled down the weeds in front of him with a pair of big feet, and held her with one hand. He was so strong that Xu Zishan felt that his feet were not touching the ground, and he lifted her up.

The mountain was not high, Xu Zishan was holding hands by him within an hour, and he was halfway up the mountain. In an open place, Xu Zishan panted and said, "It's here."

Climbing wild mountains is really not romantic at all.

When walking around just now, Han Xinghui felt that the mountain was too high, and he wished he could reach the destination all at once, so that she would be less tired, less scratched by grass, and less mosquitoes bit her.

But when she got to the place, he felt that the road was too short, and the limp hand in his hand felt slippery from the palm to the brain, which moved him very much.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he had to let go.

The heartbeat was anxious and flustered, which had never happened before.

He can be sure that he likes her, because of this awareness, his mind becomes very clear.

Here are some pines with shade-loving ferns growing beneath them.

Although Xu Zishan was carried by him, she was still very tired. Although Han Xinghui carefully trampled down the weeds in front of her, she was still blown by the weeds.

She is not a particularly delicate person. Although her wrists and face were a little hurt from the grass, she still started to search in the open area seriously. Han Xinghui followed her. He didn't recognize the bone grass, so he could only follow her.

However, how can he take it out after being followed by him?
Xu Zishan searched for a long time, but of course she couldn't find the bone grass, the seeds of the bone grass were still lying in her space!
She turned around, just telling him the fact that her raw bone grass was not easy to come by, so don't think it is Chinese cabbage.

No, Chinese cabbage is also very precious now.

Han Xinghui looked at the red marks scratched on her face by scratches, and the tender skin, these red marks looked particularly ferocious, he frowned, and felt embarrassed to reach out to touch them.

"You've worked hard today, so take a break first." When he came up, he was still holding a military jug in his hand, and poured water for her, telling her to wash her hands.

Xu Zishan was not in a hurry, anyway, she would definitely "find" the bone grass today, so she just wanted to tease Han Xinghui.

When sitting down to rest, Han Xinghui sat two meters away from her, and he would not stare at her. Even if he liked it, he couldn't keep staring at her. He didn't want to leave her with the bad feeling of being a hooligan.

Seeing the man's face looking away, Xu Zishan thought, a bone grass seed was in the palm of his hand, the size of a glass ball.

She threw the seeds to her side, and pretended to accidentally pick up a drop of Lingquan liquid on her fingers, and the seeds burrowed into the soil by themselves.

She glanced at it several times indiscriminately, watching the little seed shoot out from the soil.

In less than 10 minutes, the bone grass grows to half a foot high!

Because it was directly drenched with the spirit spring liquid, this bone plant grew very strong, with lush leaves, and the diameter of the trunk was as thick as two centimeters.

Xu Zishan suddenly laughed, and Han Xinghui quickly glanced at her sensitively, only to see that her brows and eyes were soft when she smiled.

Seeing him turn his head, she asked, "If you found the raw bone grass, would you tell others?"

"No! And I won't say that there are living bones in the world." Han Xinghui said firmly, "It only belongs to you."

He knew about Hu Zhenyu's behavior during the process of dealing with him. He was very disdainful and unhappy. He climbed up with her raw bone grass and wanted to get another one. This kind of person is a villain!
"Okay, I'll tell you—I found it!" Xu Zishan laughed, raised his chin slightly, and pointed towards the strong grass.

It was a sturdy little grass, and the grass didn't look very good. The grass core was black, and the grass blades gradually became lighter from the root to the top, with a strange red circle around the edge.

"It's it?" Han Xinghui pointed to the bone grass and confirmed to Xu Zishan.

"Well, you dig, I won't help you anymore, I'm tired." Her task has been completed, he is so big, she doesn't want to grab this kind of physical work.

Han Xinghui was very happy in his heart. He didn't know how she found out, and he didn't doubt whether it was a bone grass. He believed it when she said it was.

"This raw bone grass is quite strong." He said sincerely.

Looking at the plump leaves, I thought to myself that if the grass had a gender, it should be a man.

(End of this chapter)

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