Chapter 157: She Doesn't Eat Spicy Food

Fresh bamboo shoots, peel off the coat and put in a pot to cook.

In the interval between the bamboo shoots passing through the water, Lin Shenxia took out two cans of hot sauce and a roll of tin foil from his backpack, and Yang Tianming uncovered the hot sauce and tasted it with chopsticks.

"How is it sweet?"

"She doesn't eat spicy food."

Lin Shenxia looked at Yu Wenwen, who was squatting in front of the stove.

She was playing with fire with a stick, throwing a few into it from time to time to burn, and then taking it out to extinguish it when it was burning, and so on, so unhappy.

"This can is spicy." Lin Shenxia retracted his gaze and pointed to the remaining can, his tone was a little proud, "I deliberately picked the spiciest one." ”

"I'll put more later."

"Of course!"

When the bamboo shoots passed through the water, Yang Tianming quickly scooped them up, tore them apart with chopsticks, spread them flat on tin foil, and dipped them in hot sauce.

Yu Wenwen stood aside and watched them, and took a few photos, she just had to wait to eat.

Yang Tianming took the bamboo shoots wrapped in tin foil and roasted them.

Lin Shenxia took out the orange soda in her backpack and handed it to her.

Yu Wenwen reached out to pick it up, and Lin Shenxia suddenly asked, "What's wrong with your leg?" ”

After this reminder, Yu Wenwen found that her calf was cut, leaving a long blood mark, but she didn't feel a trace of pain.

"Maybe it's been scratched by weeds."

Yu Wenwen sat on a chair, bent down to look at the wound, and carefully wiped the blood with a wet wipe.

"Don't move, I've got medicine."

"Medicine? Band-Aid? ”

Lin Shenxia took out a small medicine box from her backpack again, took out iodophor and cotton swabs, squatted in front of Yu Wenwen, and carefully treated her wounds.

"Why did you bring this?"

Yu Wenwen glanced at it, there were cold medicines and the like.

Just came out for a walk, Lin Shenxia brought all the equipment, giving her the illusion of going camping, especially the small medicine box.

"Oops!"

The wound is irritated, and the pain ensues.

Yu Wenwen made a bitter face and blew on the wound vigorously.

"Don't put it on the wound, it hurts!"

"Bear with me."

Lin Shenxia gently wiped her wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine, and the sound of her blowing was in her ears, and the wings of her nose seemed to have other flavors besides the smell of iodophor.

"Will this leave a scar?"

Yu Wenwen looked worriedly at the calf of the good medicine.

Lin Shenxia said perfunctorily while packing up the medicine: "Probably not, what are you afraid of?" ”

"You can't wear a pretty little dress if you have a scar......"

Yu Wenwen felt sorry for herself while chattering.

Lin Shenxia smiled and touched her head.

"You can do everything but be stupid."

"What?"

Yu Wenwen didn't understand.

Is he calling her stupid, or is he saying she's good-looking?

If it's good-looking, will he like it?

After half an hour of baking, the bamboo shoots are finally ready.

Yang Tianming and Lin Shenxia expertly peeled the tin foil, the scent of bamboo shoots and hot sauce filling the air, accompanied by orange soda.

"Wen Wen, this one is sweet."

Yang Tianming tore open a bamboo shoot and took the lead in clipping it to Yu Wenwen.

Yu Wenwen happily sandwiched it, swallowed her saliva, and took a small bite, and the crisp and tender bamboo shoots accompanied by the stimulating chili peppers exploded indiscriminately in her mouth.

She took a big sip of soda, the corners of her eyes were moist, and she held back a sentence for a long time, "Yang liar!" ”

"Hahaha......"

"It's really not spicy!"

Yang Tianming also picked up one and chewed it carefully.

Yu Wenwen snorted, threw aside most of the remaining bamboo shoots, and took chopsticks to pick up another roasted bamboo shoot.

The crisp bamboo in the entrance is refreshing and sweet, and the aftertaste is endless.

Yang Tianming proposed while eating, and glanced at them with some expectation, "How about we come here again next year?" ”。

"Next year? Don't we all go to college? If you repeat it, you won't have a chance! ”