I'm not a wild eater

As Yan Shu said, he picked up the bamboo plate and prepared to put the pork leg on it.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Mu Qing hurriedly grabbed the plate, pushed Yan Shu back on the stone bench, went to the stove and packed the meat.

Yan Shu looked at him puzzledly, picked up the bamboo bowl, and prepared to put the cassava porridge out.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Mu Qing put the plate away, and eagerly snatched the go and the big spoon from Yan Shu's hand.

Pushing Yan Shu back again, filled two bowls of cassava porridge and set it up.

"What are you doing?"

"I didn't press anything strange just now. Once I press it, it will become a dog-licking acupuncture point."

Yan Shu held the bowl, frowned and looked at Mu Qing.

"Hee hee, we'll talk about it in the evening, in the evening." Mu Qing smiled, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Yan Shu.

"Say something quickly, or I'll beat you up."

Yan Shu put the meat back, her pink face was fierce.

It looks so cute!

Mu Qing swallowed silently.

"I think my shoulders are also a little stiff, and my back is also a little stiff." Mu Qing twisted his upper body and said.

"Hey, what the hell was I thinking?"

"I'll press it for you before going to bed at night, and I just finished pressing it so I can go to sleep."

Yan Shu relaxed, took the pork leg again and started eating.

clack.

The pork leg in Mu Qing's hand fell off.

She looked at Yan Shu in surprise.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you, let's talk about it once." Yan Shu asked with a smile.

"You, really press me?"

Mu Qing couldn't believe it.

"Huh?" Yan Shu nodded, confused by Mu Qing's reaction.

"Hey hey hey, I'm not used to the fact that our boss is suddenly so considerate."

Thinking of Yan Shu's delicate and soft hands massaging herself.

what! ! !

Why is the day so long.

"Aren't these two people supposed to care about each other?"

"You are willing to spend so much time and energy making me personal items, I just give you a back massage, what is there to make such a fuss about?"

After Yan Shu finished speaking, he picked up the cassava porridge in front of him and drank it.

[It makes sense, Mr. Shu is super upright in his three views. 】

[Don't look at Master Shu's usual violent loli appearance, he actually understands things very well. 】

[Some people look very gentle, but in fact they are not sensible at all. 】

[I want to be massaged by Master Shu, too. 】

[Everyone, please bring your own extra-large dog food bowl tonight. 】

[I don't know if I press and hold the dog food, I rub my hands expectantly. 】

【Great King: Is there a place for me in this house? 】

After eating, Muqing took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes.

Going back to the camp and wandering around, what else can I do when I am idle.

Thinking of someone having a massage at night, Mu Qing felt a little hot and dry, as if he had endless energy.

I squatted in front of the shelter and searched for a while.

Digged out the bamboo tube made the day before from under the bed, and put away the wild boar skin on the roof beam

All piled up on the stone table, began to make candles.

I can take two with me when I go out tomorrow.

The bamboo tubes were laid out one by one on the table, and the pigskin was lightly scratched with some textures with a machete.

Make a circle and stuff it into the bamboo tube.

Carefully pour the lard collected from the banana leaves on the ground into the bamboo tube.

"that's it?"

Yan Shu picked up one and looked at it.

"If palm flakes were available, they would make longer-lasting candles, but there are none, so that's the way it is."

Make candles and hang them with bamboo sticks in front of the shelter's house.

"Xiao Shu, look at these candles."

"Let's have a candlelight dinner tonight, light up all the hanging candles, and light a few more on the table."

"Is there a special atmosphere?" Mu Qing suggested.

"Well, there are so many candles, if one of them tries to light up the shelter, it will be more atmospheric."

"And then, we have something to do, and we don't have to worry about being bored in the camp at all."

Obviously, the world Yan Shu imagined is different from Mu Qing's.