Cui Mifeng raised his hand in surrender, and immediately said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll go down the mountain and get it for you." ”

Cui Mifeng is convinced, why did he lose to Fan Xiangdi in mahjong in the first place, and he wanted to watch his unconscious sister for him, in addition to causing trouble every day, it was to let him carry the black pot.

Cui Mifeng resigned himself to taking out a flashlight and set off to go down the mountain to get a bag for Fan Yuwei.

One step behind them, Bai Ma looked forward, revealed a bag, and said to the two of them, "No need to go." ”

Fan Yuwei and Cui Mifeng looked back in unison, both looking incredible.

Fan Yuwei's eyes lit up immediately, she put on a very dog-legged look, and said earnestly to Bai Mawang: "Brother Wang, you are too good, I can't repay it." ”

Cui Mifeng snorted coldly.

There is no retribution, but I am afraid that people's minds and drunkards do not mean to drink.

Bai Mawang just glanced at Cui Mifeng, and then turned his gaze back to Fan Yuwei's body, and he kept the bag in his hand, without handing it to Fan Yuwei, and then said, "You go to rest, I'll set up a tent." ”

Fan Yuwei only had admiration left in her eyes, she hmm, and stepped aside, and Cui Mifeng's eyes next to her were straight.

Fan Yuwei just thought, what a good child, he can fight, solve cases, and set up tents.

Excellent!

Fan Yuwei silently held her bag full of food and stood aside, watching Bai Mawang take out the tent stand from his bag.

Then, leaning over and squatting, the manual on the side didn't even have any use, so quickly, when Fan Yuwei didn't even see the movements clearly, the tent was set up by the light of her flashlight.

Fan Yuwei's heart was full of envy, and when she saw that the other groups were still clumsy and didn't even understand the manual, they had already successfully owned a tent!

Ahhh (Very loud.) ）

[Barrage]: I also want my little brother to set up a tent.

[Barrage]: Not to mention, this tent is better than our teachers.

Fan Yuwei immediately took out her mobile phone, took a few photos of the tent that had just been set up, and quickly posted it on Weibo and the circle of friends.

Cui Mifeng, who was next to their tent, had his pupils shook.

"Why did this girl set up a tent so quickly? Cui Mifeng continued to shake indignantly, and he had read the manual more than ten times.

He Jiao pointed out in a low voice: "Teacher Cui, you ...... The instructions are reversed. ”

Cui Mifeng: "Oh. ”

Then, Cui Mifeng flipped the manual in his hand without changing his face and continued to study.

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Fan Yuwei's circle of friends is in this style of painting.

[Fan Yuwei star]: Look, my tent.JPG!

The picture is a tent, and Fan Yuwei's little selfishness, she secretly chose the one with a pair of bony hands of Bai Ma Wang.

Then, her comments and likes went up, but unfortunately these fans couldn't see it, and they could only exude endless resentment.

Fans: Bite the handkerchief.

The Fan family soon arrived, Fan Yuwei replied to them leisurely, and complained in her heart: Hmph, the family group is not free to reply to me, but the circle of friends is faster than anyone else.

After Fan Yuwei replied a few times, she felt bored.

She looked at Bai Mawang still setting up another tent on the side, thinking that Bai Mawang had set up a tent for him, and now he should have built it as his own.

She felt that she should do something about it, so she got up and tried to pick up the bag that Bai Mawang had put aside, and put him in the tent.

No, hug, move.

After Bai Mawang set up a tent for Tan Hanyu, he saw Fan Yuwei there in a stalemate with his bag.

Bai Ma Wang: "?"

"What do you want to do with my bag?"

Hakuba said leisurely.

Fan Yuwei felt that this was the case, and when she sang a song, her eyes flickered, she retreated in small steps, and hummed: "I picked up a bag on the side of the road and handed him to the police uncle." ”

Fan Yuwei handed the strap of the bag she couldn't hold to Bai Mawang, and then continued to sing: "Uncle takes the bag and nods to me." ”

Fan Yuwei forcibly pressed her head without causing trouble and was not afraid of anything, so that he was forced to nod her head, and she sang the last sentence with satisfaction: "I happily said 'Uncle, goodbye'!"

Fan Yuwei's right hand also made a "goodbye" gesture, and she wanted to get into another tent after a while.

However, the hat of her fate was held by a pair of big hands from Bai Ma Wang.

"Where are you going?" Bai Mawang forced Fan Yuwei to twist her head back, and the two looked at each other and continued to ask, "My, good niece?"

It also brought banter.

Fan Yuwei licked her lips, knowing that she couldn't escape, so she simply confessed without doing anything: "I want to help you carry your bag into the tent, but-"

Fan Yuwei said aggrievedly: "However, I can't hold it." ”

Bai Mawang was silent for a while, and said in surprise: "This is your and Tan Hanyu's tent, mine, haven't set up yet." ”

"Huh?"

Fan Yuwei was stunned for a moment, this is not his tent, it is hers, and the tent is not his, it is Tan Hanyu's.

Fan Yuwei didn't expect Bai Ma Wang's operation, he was thinking of sending the Buddha to the west, so he simply set up the tents for the two of them.

Tan Hanyu walked over and interrupted their conversation.

Tan Hanyu said coldly: "Thank you, tent." ”

Then he closed his mouth and refused to say a word more.

Bai Mawang put his body to the side so that Tan Hanyu could enter her tent, and Bai Mawang said: "I'm going to set up a tent, you can go in and rest." ”

Fan Yuwei thought that she would listen to Bai Mawang's words and go back to the tent to rest, but she did go in.

Fan Yuwei put her bag in the tent, opened the sleeping bag, felt the cold inside the sleeping bag, and shivered her hands from the cold.

Fan Yuwei put the warm baby on her body, and then slowly unzipped it and walked out of the tent.

It was already early in the morning, and the tents of the other guests had been set up with the help of Bai Ma Wang, only Bai Ma Wang's tent had not yet been set up.

The other guests were also bold and fell asleep directly, she didn't dare to sleep directly anyway.

"Crunch-squeak-"

Fan Yuwei's boots made a sound on the uneven ground, a little seeping, in order to prevent the fire, they did not burn a large fire, only a small handful, and there were a lot of items around to prevent fire.

Bai Mawang was building the last two steps, and when he heard the first sound of the tent behind him, he had already guessed that Fan Yuwei had walked out of the tent.