It wasn't until he came to the destination that Wang Soul gently put down He Jing on his back, the girl was obviously very tired, he fell asleep under the bumps along the way, and he snored a little, and he was still sleeping soundly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, it was already late at night, and Wang Soul didn't dare to put He Jing alone in the shack to sleep.

Fortunately, because a kiln of charcoal was burned, the ground next to the kiln was very dry at this time, and the ground next to the kiln was also very smooth.

And the last time he went up the mountain, he brought a bed of torn quilts and oilcloths, so he cleared a vacant lot by the kiln, pulled some straw from the shack and spread it on the ground, then spread the oilcloth, put He Jing on it, and covered it with a quilt.

Although he had walked the mountain road for an hour or two with He Jing on his back, the qi in the dantian was inevitably somewhat depleted, but compared to his accumulation over so many days, the loss was only about half.

So at this time, he still had strength all over his body.

In the second half of the night, he still had work to do, and the firewood from the new kiln had to be lit, and then the kiln had to be sealed in due time.

As soon as the kiln is lit, the edge of the kiln is warm, close, and it may even be a little scorching.

The firewood and materials are prepared in advance, so you only need to do some work at this time, and then mix it with mud, which is actually not very laborious.

Wang Soul quickly lit the fire, and when the raging fire burned, the edge of the kiln really warmed up.

At this time, he walked over to look at He Jing, and only after finding that she was still sleeping soundly did he let go, and couldn't help but give her a light peck on the forehead.

Then he took out the two bamboo chickens that had come in the morning, plucked and washed them in the creek over there, and then took the seasoning from the shack, sharpened two wooden forks with a firewood knife, and skewered the bamboo chickens and roasted them in front of the fire.

He also did this kind of thing when he was a child, and it was very easy to do it at this time, and after a while, the two bamboo chickens were roasted to golden brown and fragrant oil.

The rich fragrance finally woke He Jing up.

The girl sniffed, propped herself up from the oilcloth, looked at the figure of the roast chicken in front of her in a little daze, and watched for a long time before confirming: "Wang Soul, is it you?" ”

"Awake?" Wang Soul turned his head and smiled at her, then walked over with the roasted bamboo chicken and brought it to her: "Taste it." ”

"Hmm!" He Jing suddenly smiled happily, before going up the mountain, she really hadn't eaten enough, and she would be hungry.

The wild fowl and game plus Wang Soul's attentive barbecue suddenly ushered in He Jing's praise and praise, and a bamboo chicken was quickly eaten to the point that only the bones were left.

"Give." Wang Soul handed over the other one.

He Jing looked at the food in front of him, and he was not polite, and it was eliminated after a while.

At this time, I burped with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm so full, but I still want to eat!" ”

"No more!" Wang Soul said helplessly.

"Just kidding, even if I really have it, I can't eat it, if I eat like this, I will become fat in less than half a month." He Jing said, and then found a question: "Have you eaten?" ”

Wang Soul smiled and did not speak.

"Oops!" He Jing was embarrassed: "Why don't you say it, I would have left you a little if I knew it." ”

"I'm not hungry." Wang Soul said, at this time, his stomach rumbled twice untimely, and it was no wonder that although he ate a lot of dinner, his previous physical exertion was not a little.

He Jing was so aggrieved that she was about to cry, she would never do this kind of thing of eating alone, but the game just now was really delicious.

"What can I do, this is so far from your house......"

"It's okay, I know there's something here, I just need to taste a little bit and I won't go hungry." Wang Soul said seriously.

"What's that?" He Jing asked stupidly, although the deep mountains and old forests are full of all kinds of magic, but she doesn't believe that there can be anything in the world that Wang Soul said, if it really works, then what do you need food for?

Then Wang Soul stretched out his head, kissed He Jing's lips, and then licked his lips with satisfaction: "It's full!" ”

"Huh!" He Jing smiled dumbly and complained: "Don't mess around, you can quickly think of a way, how to do it when you are hungry." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry." Wang Soul said, went to the kiln to dig a piece of ground, and scooped out a few fragrant roasted sweet potatoes.

"Wow!" He Jing is obviously greedy again, she grew up in the city, how can she have experienced the days in the countryside.

It's a pity that she really eats a lot.

Then Wang Soul ate the few sweet potatoes he had shaved out one by one, and saw that He Jing was a little anxious: "Villain, leave me one, I'll eat it later." ”

"Don't stay." Wang Soul had already picked up the last one at this time, quickly peeled the skin, swallowed it, and saw He Jing's look of pity, and then said: "My dad came up with half a bag, you can eat as much as you want, this thing has to be delicious while it's hot." ”

He Jing smiled sweetly and stretched a big lazy waist.

Although he took a nap for a while, he obviously hadn't made up for sleep, and looked at the blazing flames in the kiln in front of him, and said in a daze: "It turns out that this is charcoal!" ”

"Well, when it's almost burned, we have to start sealing the kiln. Then I waited for the charcoal to close, and after a few days, the charcoal came out. Wang Soul explained.

"When will the kiln be sealed?"

"It's after sunrise." Wang Soul said.

"Then you can sleep for a while!" He Jing said with concern: "I'll help you keep it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there were a few howls of wild cats fighting for food in the creek over there, which made He Jinghan's hair stand upside down, and he jumped up and got into Wang Soul's arms.

Wang Soul smiled knowingly.

He Jing is 22 years old this year, three months older than him, but when it comes to the experience and courage of the mountains and forests, she is obviously much worse.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a few wild cats, there's a fire burning here, and most wild beasts don't dare to come. And, I'm here, I have a knife in my hand! Wang Soul stroked He Jing's forehead and gently slid from between his eyebrows to his forehead, which was a ritual for rural people to be shocked.

He Jing was really relieved, but she still refused to break free from the embrace of Wang Soul.

Wang Soul had to leave it to her, but fortunately, the kiln fire was very strong at this time, and it was not cold.

Time passes slowly......

He Jing's sleepiness soon came up, and her eyelids were like two naughty children fighting......

"I can't hold on, I can only ...... Thank you! My charcoal-burning man! After dawn, remember to call me to watch the sunrise. Although she was so sleepy that her head was fishing, the girl's mind was still clear.

Wang Soul smiled and nodded.

"Just kidding, you have to sleep when you're tired, as long as I'm asleep, I'm not afraid!"

Wang Soul gently hugged her, propped herself up to the oilcloth over there, pulled up the quilt, and covered her body, and then felt her gentle breathing, breathing in the fragrance of her hair, until he felt that she was asleep, then put her back on the oilcloth, and then quietly waited for the dawn.

He Jing eventually missed the sunrise the next day. When the sun came out, Wang Soul saw that she was sleeping soundly, and he couldn't bear to wake her up, and it was time to seal the kiln. (To be continued.) )