The stone smashed on his back, and Su Zhongxian was startled and turned around.

Through the moonlight, Su Cao could see clearly that there seemed to be mist in his eyes.

Without waiting for her to speak, Su Zhongxian squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "The spring is cold, the wind is cold, the eyes are frozen, Lao Tzu goes to sleep." ”

After speaking, he staggered Su Cao's gaze and jumped into the house in a few steps.

Su Cao watched him go back to the house, always feeling that he was running away from the wilderness, and his figure was a little embarrassed.

When she was in an orphanage, she had no father or mother, and she often felt an indescribable sense of loneliness in her heart, always feeling like a ghost under the vast sky.

When someone is recognized and approached, this feeling of loneliness will be filled in a little.

He is born lonely, and he also longs to be recognized, right?

Don't think she can't see that the old Taoist priest and Shen Dashan and Miao blacksmith came to drink with him, he was secretly happy.

It's just that he's trying his best to hide this happiness and pretend not to care at all......

In the next few days, Su Cao's plan is to soak sour bamboo shoots.

Early in the morning, he steamed the meat buns he bought in Mingzhu Town yesterday, and planned to eat two steamed buns and go out to dig bamboo shoots, Su Zhongxian carried the hunting trip into the stove room.

"Lao Tzu is going to go deep into the mountains, and it may take a few days to return."

He explained to Su Cao: "Lao Tzu is not here, remember to bolt the door when you go to bed at night." ”

Su Cao: "......"

Someone who is willing to take a step with a knife.

Transsexualized?

Don't rush, pack up your things and plan to go hunting.

Is this her scumbag father?

Su Zhongxian took two buns and turned his head to go out, Su Cao came to his senses, carried all the buns in the pot, and took the pig's trotters with sauce left over from last night, and chased them out to put them in his basket.

"Bring more food, you won't be hungry if you don't catch your prey."

Su Cao told him: "Don't hurt yourself, it's okay if you don't hunt the prey, you have to come back well." I'm going to sell sour bamboo shoots, and I can do other business in the future, and the money will make money, and our family's life will get better and better. ”

"It's so long-winded!"

Su Zhongxian was stunned, looked at her with disgust, and left.

The bun was brought to the scumbag father, and Su Cao had to spread the scallion pancake for breakfast, and the cake was spread out in two pieces, one was eaten, and one piece was put into the basket and carried into the mountain as dry food.

Remembering that the bamboo forest near the village was the owner's possession, she meandered all the way up the mountain stream in the back mountain, heard the sound of water rushing in front of her, and jumped up the rock, and her vision was impressive.

Seeing a small crystal clear lake in front of him, as well as pavilions and pavilions hidden in green bamboos and green trees, Su Cao discovered the territory of Changqingguan.

Yesterday, the old Taoist priest ate and took it, she can dig a few bamboo shoots from him, right?

Just do it, Su Cao burrowed into the green bamboo bushes by the lake.

Changqingguan has good feng shui, the bamboo grows better than other places, and the bamboo shoots dug out are also very large.

In the morning, she had already obtained most of the basket of bamboo shoots.

After nibbling a cake with the braised pork, Su Cao was only half full.

Seeing fish swimming in the shallow water by the lake, her eyes lit up, and she went to cut a few knuckle-sized bamboos and sharpened them one by one.

According to the law of refraction of light, when you see an object in the water from the surface of the water that is higher than the actual position, and the eye sees that the orientation of the fish is a virtual image, you should aim the bamboo fork at the bottom of the fish.

I knew the truth, but I didn't have enough accuracy, and I let the fish slide past the fork many times at first.

When I picked up the thrown bamboo fork, there was really a fish jumping around.