Mu Shiyu arched the pillow and turned over softly.

After resting for one night and one morning, Mu Shiyu almost slept well.

Actually, she was already awake, but she didn't remember it yet.

He looked at Xie Lu with his eyes slightly open, and then reached out to hug him: "You have to hug each other before you get up~"

Coquettish natural and domineering, what an ancestor, the kind that can't be pampered.

"Lazy bugs." Xie Lu replied, and then bent down to hold the lump on the quilt in his arms.

Straightened her messy hair, and kissed her forehead again: "Have you slept enough lazy?" ”

Mu Shiyu lay softly in Xie Lu's arms, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes: "I've slept enough~"

Xie Lu stroked Mu Shiyu's hair, his eyes were full of pampering: "Then get up, go wash it, and learn to make rouge at noon." ”

Mu Shiyu woke up from sleep, but the whole person still didn't want to move.

Lying in his arms for a long time before he spoke: "Okay." ”

The road of life must be walked by itself.

After Sister Jiao washed up, Xie Lu took out some food from the space, and then took out all the things that were prepared for Ma Hua.

Then the two of them carried all the way to the cowshed where MCA lived.

Ma Hua thought that Xie Lu would not come back if he went back, so he cooked wild vegetable polenta himself.

When he saw Xie Lu and the others coming over with a lot of things, Ma Hua was still a little relieved in his heart.

Immediately, he threw aside the wild vegetable porridge he cooked, and looked at Xie Lu reproachfully: "Why don't you say it in advance if you want to come over?" It's a waste of the current porridge. ”

He thought they weren't coming.

Xie Lu glanced at the wild vegetables that couldn't see the color, and smiled: "We are not familiar with this place, in addition to relying on the master, we can't rely on other people." ”

Xie Lu was very sweet-mouthed, Ma Hua snorted, and then gave a place to the two.

MCA used to be a landlord, but now although he is down, his temperament is still stable.

In front of his generation, he will always not eat the fireworks of the world.

Now that Xie Lu is here, the matter of cooking naturally falls on the two of them.

Ma Hua was idle, crossing Erlang's legs beside him, and looked at Xie Lu leisurely.

Mu Shiyu didn't know how to cook, so he helped Xie Lu on the side.

After a while, the gnocchi soup was ready.

MCA is really poor here, except for a broken pot for cooking, there are only two bowls.

Ma Hua used one, and Xie Lu shared one with Sister Jiao.

After eating, it was the time when the sun was at its strongest, and MCA was satisfied with his meal and lay happily on his straw pile.

"Don't you want to learn how to make rouge, let's go to the mountains and pick some flowers."

Mu Shiyu sat on the side and fanned the wind with her hands: "Then what flowers should we use?" ”

Ma Hua half-squinted his eyes: "As long as it's non-toxic, it's fine." ”

Anyway, the flowers are only used to dye the color, not to eat.

Then he added: "This season is a good time to dig honey, when you go to the mountains, see if there is honey, and if there is any, take it back." ”

To make rouge lipstick, beeswax is also an indispensable part.

After that, MCA closed his eyes again, as if he was asleep.

"Xianggong, let's go to the mountain now and see if there are any flowers."

MCA is willing to teach, and they have to show some attitude to be positive.

"Okay." Xie Lu walked around the cowshed, then took the basket that carried the pigweed in the morning, and the two went out.