The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

Before he was born, his legs were about to break, and the emissary Zhuo Shu burst into tears.

Zhuo Shu's side was still in the heat of the water, while Zhen Mingxin on the other side walked out of the tent door boldly.

Zhuo Shu glanced at his half-brother enviously. It seemed that the other half-brother had succeeded in coaxing his wife.

Ugh.

Just as he was sighing to himself, he saw Zhen Mingxin quickly took out a washboard from behind and put it in front of the tent.

It was too late and then too soon, Zhen Mingxin fell to his knees with a plop, and cried, "Meng Meng, I was wrong~ I was really wrong~ I shouldn't have come here from the beginning... a thousand mistakes Everything is wrong, it's all the fault of that heartbroken man! How could he hug me in a crisis! Hey, he should have let me fall straight away. Broken legs are nothing, as long as you are happy, I will be broken! Even breaking your fingernails—"

It was really a testimonial from a man silent and a woman crying, and Tong Xiangyu would call him an expert when he heard it.

"Okay." Meng Gong said, "Come back for dinner."

"Okay!" Zhen Mingxin got up neatly, put the washboard in his hands, and when he entered the tent, he didn't forget to show his fellow sufferer a smug smile.

Zhuoshu: "..."

Master, this is master.

After peeling the skin, Ying Tongchen asked, "Where did you pick the oranges?"

"Oh, in his... oops!"

After such a fall just now, the oranges have already been spilled on the ground.

"Stay here and don't move. I'll get you some oranges." Zhuo Shu hurried to find Zhen Mingxin, "Mingxin, Zhen Mingxin, come out quickly."

"What's wrong?" Zhen Mingxin asked.

"It seems that our oranges have not been brought back."

"Oh!" Zhen Mingxin quickly picked up the basket, kissed Meng Gong goodbye, and then walked out of the tent with a flashlight.

Zhuoshu: "..."

I saw it all!shameless!Woooooo so sour that my eyes are red!

When the two went back to pick up oranges, Zhuo Shu suddenly asked, "Is that how you and Meng Gong usually get along?"

"Which kind?" Zhen Mingxin picked up an orange, peeled it open and tasted it, it was quite sweet, "Ah, you said kneeling on the washboard? , he loses his temper, it really doesn’t work out.”

Zhuo Shu nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What about the hard-hearted people? What should we do?"

"Good guy, you said Brother Ying is hard-hearted?" Zhen Mingxin asked.

"No, nothing, I just asked casually." Zhuo Shu looked up at the sky, "Tongchen's heart is also very soft, hehehehehahaha."

I don't know what to think of, and the smile gradually freezes.

"If you want me to tell you, the bitter trick is useful to everyone." Zhen Mingxin gave him half of the oranges, "Think about it, if the other party really cares about you, it is impossible not to love you. If the car overturns, it must be You didn't use the idea, or you were seen through."

Zhuo Shu thought about it carefully, and it was the same reasoning, and Zhen Mingxin was an actor by profession, so there was no pressure at all when he acted and cried.

The reason why he can't do it may be because his burden is too heavy.

"Of course, it's useless to rely entirely on bitter tricks." Zhen Mingxin said with a serious face, "Love also needs to pay attention to 36 tricks. I usually use bitter tricks and beauty tricks together, and the effect is better."

Zhuo Shu: "Beauty trick?"

"Yeah." Zhen Mingxin whispered, "Although we are in love, we still have to maintain our beauty. We must not relax and run in the direction of the bald beer belly. Besides, there must be sweet talk, and the most important thing is One point—a coquettish man is the luckiest!"

Zhuo Shu was dubious and said, "Is it reliable?"

Zhen Mingxin nodded: "The personal test is effective, and everyone who has seen it agrees."

Zhuo Shu said, "Then give me some of your mask."

"no problem."

It took the two of them more than ten minutes to pick up the oranges, and they went back to the top of the mountain. Seeing Ying Tongchen and Meng Gong sitting and chatting together, they hurriedly joined in.

"Let's eat something." Zhen Mingxin put the oranges in the middle, then turned around and took out the only remaining dry food package, and put them all in front of them, "You're welcome, let's eat together."

Ying Tongchen picked up a pack of unknown objects packed in a transparent plastic bag without any description or label, and asked, "What is this?"

"Fried cockroaches." Zhen Mingxin said, "This is the last time we recorded a show. Our guests managed to catch them, and at the end, the program crew fried them for us."

"..." Ying Tongchen immediately put it back.

Zhuo Shu then picked up a small bag of snacks next to him and asked, "What is this?"

Zhen Mingxin: "Dried earthworms."

Zhuoshu: "..."

Zhen Mingxin recommended some snacks of fried scorpions and roasted mice, and said strongly: "Don't be afraid, although they are not very cute in life, they are still useful after death. The chef specially fried their bodies until golden and crispy. , full of taste, high nutritional value... During this period of time, I understood how wonderful it is for us to be alive. In order to live, I almost even s... well, I haven't eaten yet Hehe. Anyway, as long as you can’t die from eating it, eat it to death!”

Ying Tongchen took a bite of the apple: "The child is tired, you can eat it yourself."

Zhen Mingxin turned to look at Zhuo Shu: "Brother."

"Brother is grateful." Zhuo Shu rubbed the orange, "The peel of this orange seems to be pretty good."

Several people were eating oranges, but it would be too difficult to satisfy their hunger.

Zhen Mingxin said again: "I have a solution! There are loquat trees here, let's dig some bark and cook it..."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Meng Gong said: "Then go and see if there are any wild rabbits nearby?"

Zhen Mingxin said: "Tutu is so cute, how can you eat a rabbit!"

Zhuo Shu said righteously: "No, the more we come to this kind of time, the more we must refuse game and wear masks frequently."

"Brother is still very enlightened!" Zhen Mingxin praised, then sighed, "Brother, give me some orange peel."

The night on the top of the mountain was a bit chilly, Zhuo Shu went back to the tent and found a thick down, and a handful of dried noodles suddenly fell out of his luggage.

He was overjoyed and shouted: "We have met!"

Everyone was overjoyed and accepted his face.

Zhen Mingxin immediately said: "Let's divide into two teams, one team collects firewood and the other cooks noodles."

"You guys have experience, come and cook." Ying Tongchen got up and said, "Let's go collect firewood."

"Okay, there's still some firewood here, so we'll be on fire." Zhen Mingxin said.

As soon as Ying Tongchen took two steps, he was wearing an extra down jacket. He looked sideways at Zhuo Shu and said, "No need, it's inconvenient to collect firewood later."

"That's right." Zhuo Shu hurriedly took it back and put it away. When he came out, seeing Ying Tongchen standing in front of him waiting, he couldn't help smiling, "Let's go."

Holding the flashlight, Ying Tongchen returned to the place where he picked the oranges just now: "Be careful."

"Well, don't worry."

Taking advantage of the light, the two picked up dry branches on the ground, and within a short while they picked up a large handful.

"Take it up and give it to them first?" Zhuo Wei suggested.

Ying Tongchen nodded, turned around and walked up, but he accidentally stepped on a smooth stone and slipped.

The gravity was out of balance, he exclaimed, and the whole person fell forward.

"careful!"

Zhuo Shu quickly threw away the dry firewood in his hand, fell down and hugged his waist, rubbed his back on the uneven ground, and slid down a meter or two holding him.

Ying Tongchen grabbed the nearby tree and said worriedly, "Are you okay? How do you feel?"

"I'm fine, how about you?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"I'm fine." Ying Tongchen quickly pulled him up and patted the weeds and dirt behind him, so he didn't notice Zhuo Shu's frown.

Zhuo Shu avoided the glare of the flashlight in his hand, and quickly grabbed his wrist: "He said it's okay, it's all worn out."

"It's just a small injury." Ying Tongchen said, checked his wrist, and felt relieved when he saw that there was nothing serious.

"Go back and have a look first." Zhuo Shu led him back.

"Wait, there's firewood."

"..."

After Zhuo Shu resigned himself to picking up the firewood, he took him back, put the firewood next to Meng Gong and the two, and after saying a few words, he went back to the tent and found the necessary small medicine box, "It's okay." It's not lost."

Ying Tongchen's wrist was being held, and he thought it would be no more trouble than that, so he opened his mouth to refuse, but suddenly his wrist felt cold.

Zhuo Shu blew, raised his head and asked, "Does it hurt?" When he said this, he didn't even notice how gentle his tone was.

Ying Tongchen swallowed the words that came to his lips, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."

"Then let's disinfect it first, so as not to get infected." Zhuoshu poured out mineral water, washed the wound clean, and carefully began to apply iodine.

The tent was very quiet, Ying Tongchen watched his movements silently, and all he could hear was the sound of his breathing.

It is obviously inaudible, but it falls into the ears, but it is so clear.

"Hey, there's a cut in the trousers." Zhuoshu finished treating the wound, looked down, and saw that his trousers were torn at the thigh, revealing his fair skin.

It was only at this time that Ying Tongchen noticed, and said, "It's all right."

"The air leaks, it will be cold. If you don't sew it well, the hole may become bigger and bigger." Zhuo Shu put the iodophor into the bag, and dug in it for a long time, "I found it."

The next moment, Ying Tongchen saw him take out a sewing kit.

"..."

"Take it off." After Zhuo Shu finished speaking, he quickly zipped up the tent, "Quickly, don't let them see it."

After a while, Ying Tongchen sat in his sleeping bag, watching him go through the needles, always feeling that this scene was unreal.

Zhuo Shu squinted his eyes, threaded the thread for a long time, and handed it over: "You try it, why can't I get it through."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Sure enough, he still overestimated the other party!

The two took turns threading the needle, and it took about five or six minutes for the needle to be considered a success.

Ying Tongchen looked at him waving the needle and thread with compassion: "Can you do it?"

"No, but isn't this very simple?" Zhuo Shu said confidently.

Ying Tongchen: "..." The more you say that, the scarier it is!

As soon as Zhuo Shu passed the needle, he held the end and pulled it towards the sky. The arm was as long as it was.

It's scary to look at.

Ying Tongchen simply stopped looking at it and collapsed.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Shu finally healed the crack. Just as he was about to show off, he saw Ying Tongchen fell asleep.

He put his pants aside, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and then walked out of the tent lightly.

"Haven't you cooked the noodles yet?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"It's early." Zhen Mingxin and Meng Gong said while coughing.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Shu stepped forward and saw them keep turning the sticks, "It can't be..."

"Drilling wood to make fire." Zhen Mingxin said.

"..." Zhuo Shu squatted down next to him, looked at the smoke and smiled, feeling very fresh.

"Where is Tongchen?" Meng Gong asked.

"Sleep."

Meng Gong: "It's good, you don't need to eat after you sleep."

"..." Zhuo Shu suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Have you known Tong Chen for a long time?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Meng Gong asked, "Want to inquire about him?"

Zhuo Shu didn't deny it, and asked, "How did you know each other?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Gong said deeply: "It was a time of war and chaos. We were innocent, full of expectations for life, longing for..."

Zhuo Shu interrupted, "Get to the point."

Meng Gong immediately said: "We met each other on a blind date."

Zhuoshu: "?"

Zhuo Shu: "Are you serious?"

"Too true."

"Ah! Meng Meng, get ready, there will be a fire soon." Zhen Mingxin said happily.

"Okay!" Meng Gong hurriedly took the dead leaves and prepared to continue the fire.

When the spark ignited, the two couldn't help but smile happily, and then——

With a bang, happiness is gone.

The two looked at the extinguished fire, and looked at Zhuo Shu in surprise, with three parts puzzled, three parts surprised and four parts wanting to kill in their eyes.

Zhuo Shu glanced sideways at Meng Gong, got up and left.

Wave your sleeves without leaving any fireworks.