Carrying four buckets of water up one after another, Leng Xiaoxi was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

After a short break, she broke the honey locust, soaked it in a wooden basin with the sheets, and rubbed it with her hands.

As she raised her hand to wipe her sweat, she saw that halfway up the mountainside opposite her, lush green, among the bare rocks, grew strangely shaped trees, and the branches and leaves were dotted with green or yellowed round fruits.

The fruit was larger than a walnut, and it swayed in the wind, wafting with a fragrance.

Leng Xiaoxi is a complete foodie, and food has an irresistible temptation for a foodie.

What kind of fruit is the fruit on the tree? Can you eat it? Curious, Leng Xiaoxi carefully stepped on the slippery rock and climbed the opposite hillside.

There are a lot of rocks on this mountain, which can be described as a forest of strange stones, and Leng Xiaoxi only realized how difficult it is to climb this uncultivated mountain.

The arrogant branches cut her face, the thorns were all over the place, and there was no way under her feet, and it seemed easy to get close to the nearest tree halfway up the mountain, but it was difficult to do.

Well, in addition to being delicious, Leng Xiaoxi also has an advantage, that is, he will not give up until he achieves his goal.

Since she has gone up the mountain, she has to persevere to the end, finally, she came to a tree, stretched out her hand to pick a yellowed fruit, looking at the fruit that is ripeer than other fruits, to get closer, she suddenly realized, it turned out that the fruit of the tree is actually a mountain apricot, no wonder the village where she lives is called Xingshan Village.

Wiped the apricot in his hand with his hand, Leng Xiaoxi took a bite, his mouth was full of sourness, and the taste was extremely unpalatable, no wonder, no one came on this mountain, it turned out to be this delicious thing, difficult to swallow.

The sun hung brightly overhead, although Leng Xiaoxi would not judge the time by looking at the sun, but she also knew that it was almost noon at this moment.

The quilt has not been washed yet, so she can't be greedy for fun, thinking like this, she walked down cautiously along the way she came, but she really responded to that sentence, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down.

Leng Xiaoxi moved down little by little, suddenly, her eyes lit up, she saw that not far away, in the bushes, there were large areas of plants, this kind of plant Leng Xiaoxi knew, the scientific name of this plant is dry tea, known as wild fennel, that is, cumin, which we modern people like, cumin can not only be edible, but also has unknown medicinal value.

Leng Xiaoxi once read books, the effect of cumin is appetizing, dispelling wind and relieving pain, in ancient times, everyone did not know the role of wild fennel, and no one knew the medicinal value of wild fennel seeds, and its edible ways.

Dispelling wind and relieving pain, Leng Xiaoxi thought about her facial paralysis, so she wanted to pick some back, one can cure diseases, and the other can be used as kitchen ingredients, thinking of these, she naturally thought that in modern times, cumin grains and cumin powder are indispensable and important flavoring agents in barbecue.

Thinking of barbecue, Leng Xiaoxi's mouth gave birth to juice, and the instinct of a foodie was fully revealed.

The handkerchief came back with some dried cumin particles, she sent the things back to the room, and when she went out, she saw Ji Boming reading and was fascinated.

Although he didn't know what book Ji Boming was reading, the way he read the book seriously still made Leng Xiaoxi feel pleased.

After returning to the room, the honey locust was limited, but fortunately, the clothes and sheets were new, not very dirty, Leng Xiaoxi washed quickly, in less than half an hour, she washed all the things, held the wooden basin to the rope tied in front of the door, flattened the sheets and the wrinkles on the clothes, and hung them neatly.

Today's sun is very big, Leng Xiaoxi thought, he was alone for a while, and he had to sew it up as soon as possible, otherwise it would be useless at night, and he couldn't sleep with a pile of torn cotton wool.

Thinking of this, she went into the house to rummage for needles and threads, rummaged through the entire room, and when she didn't find it, she came to the door of Ji Boming's room, raised her hand and habitually knocked on the door.

"Something?" his voice came from inside the room.