Hug Gao Fu Shuai Tightly Through Time Traveling

Whether it's worth it or not, Xia Zixuan has nowhere to go, he can only choose to stay and pick up bones with Beiming Chenfeng.

In fact, the matter is very simple, because Beiming Chenfeng said that he would not go back if he did not finish picking up the bones.

Xia Zixuan had no choice but to follow Beiming Chenfeng for someone who was unfamiliar with the place.

He decided that after he was full, he must pick up a little more, and try to finish it as soon as possible, and then leave this ghost place early.

However, the ideal is full, and the reality is as skinny as the bones on the ground. When he looked back at the endless bones, he instantly withered.

Beiming Chenfeng didn't say anything to drive him away, probably because he agreed with him to stay.

Xia Zixuan followed Beiming Chenfeng to pick up bones together, and said a few words to Beiming Chenfeng from time to time, but basically he was talking, Beiming Chenfeng just said yes from time to time, Xia Zixuan I also feel quite satisfied.

The bone-picking battle lasted from noon to dusk. Xia Zixuan was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Only then did Beiming Chenfeng kindly say, "Let's pick it up here today! We'll pick it up tomorrow."

When Xia Zixuan heard this, his whole body felt as if he had been spat with chicken blood. He was so excited that he ran towards the gate of the city.

Beiming Chenfeng looked at him running so fast, he was a little confused, but he still followed with a smile. After being lonely for so long, it's good to have someone to accompany him.

Even if he doesn't know who this person is and what purpose he has.

When Xia Zixuan ran to the bottom of the city gate, he saw three stone inscriptions on the top of the city gate. Xia Zixuan rubbed his nose and read from left to right, "The geese return to the city."

After reading it, Xia Zixuan began to comment to himself, "One word, vulgar, two words, true vulgar, three words, very vulgar! Returning the geese to the city, why isn't it called the bird's nest!"

As soon as Beiming Chenfeng approached, he heard his last three words, and then his face turned dark, thinking, since it is vulgar, then don't enter!

But after all, the door still had to be entered, Xia Zixuan walked in without hesitation after finishing his chanting.

All he saw was grass except stones. Xia Zixuan really wanted to turn around and ask Beiming Chenfeng how long it had been since no one had taken care of this place. In such a nice city, weeds are overgrown.

No, there was something else mixed in with the weeds.

Xia Zixuan leaned forward to look, and found that it was a few plants of vegetables, but the growth was better than the surrounding grass, which was caused by malnutrition at first glance.

Xia Zixuan pointed at the vegetables and asked Beiming Chenfeng behind him, "You grow this vegetable?"

Beiming Chenfeng nodded with serious eyes.

"Then did you fertilize it?" Xia Zixuan bent down and tore off a dying leaf.

Beiming Chenfeng looked serious and shook his head.

Xia Zixuan stood up and sighed, and said to the dying vegetables on the ground, "It's not easy for you to be alive."

When Beiming Chenfeng heard this, his face darkened instantly. He pointed to the weeds in the vegetable field and said, "No one cares about them." They grow better than vegetables.

Xia Zixuan looks at the sky, with such a good reason, it is completely impossible to refute, but, can vegetables be compared with grass?

He bent down and pulled a blade of grass, picked a vegetable leaf, "Have you ever heard a poem? The wild fire can't burn out, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates?"

Beiming Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, not understanding why it got involved in the poem again, but he nodded honestly, "I have heard it."

Xia Zixuan smiled, "Then you know it's talking about weeds, right?"

Beiming Chenfeng nodded.

"But have you ever heard that wild vegetables can't be burned out, but spring breeze blows and they grow again?"

Beiming Chenfeng was at a loss, "No."

Xia Zixuan spread his hands, "This is the end, do you think this weed can compare with vegetables?"

Totally incomparable!

But Beiming Chenfeng didn't say anything, and walked away from him with a cold face. He knew that Xia Zixuan's words just now were to laugh at him, saying that he didn't know the difference between vegetables and grass.

Xia Zixuan spread his hands helplessly behind, as if he was really angry.

He scratched his hair, why don't you go and accompany him, the man is the man who can bend and stretch, besides, he has to be fed by Beiming Chenfeng here, if he offends the benefactor, he will die of hunger and thirst, Then it becomes the same as the white bones outside. The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Xia Zixuan changed his smiling face in an instant and jogged to catch up with Beiming Chenfeng, "Hey! Don't be angry! I'm just joking..."

The two still walked in tandem, but the order was changed.

Xia Zixuan followed Beiming Chenfeng into a room, went inside and took a look, huh!Good guy, a bunch of pockets, full of pockets.

Could it be ashes?

As soon as this idea came out, Xia Zixuan frightened himself quite a bit.

Xia Zixuan watched Beiming Chenfeng walk up to an open pocket, then took out a bowl from the pocket, and took the bowl to dig out the whole bowl of stuff.

When it came out, it was a bowl of white, white...the ashes were also white...

Xia Zixuan tried his best not to faint, while cheering himself up in his heart, you are a man, a man, you are still a doctor, a doctor, what are ashes, aren't they just white, rice is still white.

rice!Xia Zixuan's eyes widened immediately when he thought of this, just as Bei Mingfeng walked over with that bowl of white... rice.

When passing by Xia Zixuan, seeing his blank look, he gave him a disgusted look.

Xia Zixuan silently supported his forehead, it was too embarrassing, ever since he came to this unknown time and space, he has been embarrassing all the time, even though he has only been here for half a day.

After silently reflecting on himself, Xia Zixuan went to the kitchen with Beiming Chenfeng. It was also the first time Xia Zixuan saw an ancient kitchen. There were all pots and pans, the only thing missing were all kinds of electrical appliances.

He looked at the stove under the cauldron. It was too difficult for him to light a fire. If he was left here alone, he would starve to death even if he had rice.

Beiming Chenfeng lifted the lid of the big pot and a slightly smaller pot, and was about to pour the rice down. Xia Zixuan immediately stopped him when he saw it, "Don't you want to wash the rice?"

Beiming Chenfeng obviously didn't understand what rice washing was, so he looked at Xia Zixuan with stiff hands.

This appearance is extremely pleasing, Xia Zixuan took the bowl in his hand, then scooped up water and put it in, stretched his hands in and rubbed the rice slowly, until the water became cloudy before pouring it out, repeated several times, Xia Zixuan just poured the rice into the pot.

Beiming Chenfeng watched his movements, didn't ask why, didn't stop him, just let him toss.

Although Xia Zixuan thinks he is a good man who knows how to cook, but he is really powerless when it comes to lighting fires in ancient times, so he can only look at Beiming Chenfeng as if asking for help.

Beiming Chenfeng understood what he meant in seconds, and directly lit the fire with internal force.

Xia Zixuan's eyes twitched as he watched, damn, it turns out that you can still play like this.

As a result, things went smoothly in the future, Beiming Chenfeng watched the fire, Xia Zixuan cooked and cooked, quite harmonious and happy.