Farmer's counterattack is busy with farming

Chapter 302

Ning Xianxian's appearance is innocent, with thin skin and tender flesh, she looks like a little girl raised in a boudoir who doesn't know much about the world.

Seeing her unworried appearance, the boy thought in his heart that she was heartless and didn't know the sufferings of the world.

"We can only stay in this cave temporarily for the past few days." The boy straightened up and said, "Although the sky has cleared up, there is no guarantee that it will snow. You..." The boy stopped talking suddenly.

Because he found that the other party was not listening to him.

The young girl with a beautiful appearance seemed to be distracted while looking at the sky light outside.

Ning Xianxian was indeed thinking about other things.

She suddenly remembered that it was already a new day.

Today is New Year's Day.

She should have stayed in a warm house with her family and eaten dumplings.

Now he is trapped in a cave in a snow-covered mountain.

Mother and elder sister must be going crazy now...

"What should I do..." She couldn't help muttering to herself.

The young man heard it clearly, and said: "What you have to worry about now should not be others. It should be your own situation."

Ning Xianxian came back to her senses and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"It's nothing, try to get through these few days." The young man looked calm, "The night on the mountain is very cold, we must find more hay and firewood, otherwise we will freeze to death here. I'm going to collect firewood."

"Wait a minute." Ning Xianxian called to stop him, "It's snowing everywhere, where are you going to find hay?"

"if not?"

"Looks like I have to teach you how to survive in the mountains." Ning Xianxian pointed to the entrance of the cave and asked, "Where are the bears you shot yesterday?"

"There's only one end left, the others seem to... ran away."

"What?" Ning Xianxian's eyes widened.

"Maybe it's because I didn't kill them, but knocked them out." The boy felt a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to touch the tip of his straight nose.

It was the first time for Ning Xianxian to see this cruel boy showing such an expression.

This made his scarred face look a little cute.

"Brother Jian, you are still Xiaobai in the mountains."

Ning Xianxian's heart ached when he thought of the bear skin, bear paws, and bear gall.

The boy didn't notice her grief, and said, "What do you want Xiong to do?"

"What to do?" Ning Xianxian could not wait to jump up and call the wild persimmon in his hand, "The bear's skin can keep out the cold, the fat can ignite the fire, and the meat can satisfy the hunger. What do you think I want the bear for, huh?"

Now it was the teenager's turn to be embarrassed.

"I have been living in the plains for the past few years, not in the mountains..."

"I see!" Ning Xianxian interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Now you go and deal with that bear outside, the fuel for these few days should be pointed at it."

The boy stood still.

Ning Xianxian looked at him.

The young man took it for granted: "I have never done such a thing."

Ning Xianxian narrowed his eyes: "Are you going?"

The boy raised his foot and walked out, and came back after a while.

His face hidden under the scar was red with embarrassment: "The other end seems to have slipped away too..."

Ning Xianxian: "..."

She originally thought that this person was a senior soldier, but how could she have imagined that he was an idiot.

The boy tried to defend himself: "I didn't expect bears to be so cunning..."

"You are stupid!" Ning Xianxian yelled, "You are as stupid as that guy! Idiot!"

In her memory, Mo Ran, the seemingly omnipotent guy, knows nothing about cooking.

Just like the idiot in front of him.

The boy looked at her in astonishment: "Who are you talking about?"

"It's not you anyway, you are not only stupid, but also ugly!" Ning Xianxian lay down angrily.

The young man was stunned.

He grew up so big, it was the first time he was associated with the word "ugly".

Even the most picky person in the world can't find a single flaw in his appearance.

He raised his hand subconsciously and touched the scar on his face.

Oh.

Yes.

He is in a state of being beyond recognition now.

The girl was not frightened and cried by him, which is already a great deal of face.

After lying down with his back to him for a while, Ning Xianxian felt both thirsty and hungry.

The two wild persimmons I ate just now not only failed to satisfy my hunger, but made me even hungrier.

"Gudong!"

Her stomach rumbled in disbelief.

The boy glanced at her.

Ning Xianxian blushed a little, and remained motionless with her back turned to him.

"I went out to get food and firewood."

The boy walked out.

"Wait," Ning Xianxian turned his head, "I'll go with you."

"Your leg……"

"It's just a broken bone, it's not as serious as you think." Ning Xianxian said, "With you alone, I'm afraid we will really starve to death here."

The teenager also knew that he had no experience in this area, so he couldn't force it.

Besides, the other party was seriously injured and needed to eat well to replenish his body.In this cold mountain, it is not enough to eat only the fruit.

Meat is a must!
"Give me that wooden stick." Ning Xianxian pointed to the corner.

The boy glanced at him, and instead of taking the stick, he walked up to her, bent down and picked her up.

Ning Xianxian: "..."

"What do you want to do, I'll carry you there. I think it's more convenient and easy." The boy's expression was very natural, as if he was not hugging a strange woman, but a cold stone.

Ning Xianxian twisted her body in discomfort, wanting to get down.

"Don't move!" The young man shouted coldly, "If you move around and make your leg injury worse, are you forcing me to throw you away as a burden?"

Ning Xianxian immediately became honest.

The boy's embrace was very firm and warm.

Like the warm wind in March, wrapping it gently.

Ning Xianxian looked up at him carefully.

His long black hair was bundled up high, and the ends of his hair hung behind him, swaying with his footsteps. Although his face was covered with injuries, he could still feel the heroic posture of his young body.

Such a profile made Ning Xianxian inexplicably think of that handsome boy in armor a few years ago.

But the young man in front of him seemed mature and resolute, and also a little cold. He felt a little different from the gentle and quick Ran boy.

"What are you looking at?" The boy walked out of the cave with her in his arms, and said coldly, looking ahead.

"..." Only then did Ning Xianxian realize that she was fascinated by looking at him.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts in her head.

This boy couldn't be Ah Ran.

The voices are different.

Even though it's been five years since we saw each other, Ning Xianxian still has enough confidence and still clearly remembers Aran's voice.

"...Where are you going next?" The boy's calm and cold voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

Ning Xianxian looked up and looked around, pointed to a vine not far away, and said, "Go there."

The young man carried her over as he said.

Ning Xianxian asked him to let him down, and then the two of them picked out thin and flexible vines and dragged them into the cave.

"What are you going to do?" the boy asked, looking at the vines.

"Weaving rattan baskets to catch birds." Ning Xianxian sat down against the wall and began weaving with vines.

The young man watched her slender and flexible fingers flying among the vines, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"How did you make this up?"

"I learned it from others." Ning Xianxian replied casually.

"With whom?" The boy bent one knee, squatted down in front of her, and began to look at her face seriously for the first time.

(End of this chapter)