Ning Yi curled up and trembled for about twenty minutes, and Xiao Xuan came back.

He held a large handful of bent twigs like dried thorns, and his white shirt was rubbed with a lot of mud. When he threw the large handful of wooden sticks to the ground, Ning Yi saw a white flower on his right hand, connected to a finger-long thin stem, which was sandwiched between his two fingers. And from the big fish of that hand to the wrist, there was a long bloody wound, which was constantly oozing blood.

Ning Yi suddenly didn't know where to start, so she picked the most serious one and asked, "What's the matter with your hand?" ”

He didn't raise his head, his injured hand hung outside, and his other hand was in his bag and he didn't know what to find: "I accidentally cut it off when I cut down the thorns." ”

"Did you bring anything to treat your wounds?"

He raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes and said, "I just came out to paint, and I didn't expect you to come halfway like this." Now there is not even a flint and steel, where is there something to treat the wound? ”

Ning Yi was choked by him, and he couldn't do anything for a long time, so he had to look at the white flower again and ask: "I almost went to see the king of Hades just now because of this flower, why did you still get it down, didn't you have a psychological shadow?" ”

"By the way, it's a rare species, so if you like it, you can take it." Xiao Xuan touched the flint, his expression was slightly slow, and he rubbed the sickle-shaped pipe and stone chips against the thorns, and skillfully lit a small fire.

"We used to go to the field with our mentors, so we always had flint and steel by our side."

Ning Yi watched the magical flame gradually grow from the stars and swallow several branches, and said with some admiration: "Is it like the kind of survival in the wilderness?" Does Xiao Xueba eat caterpillars? ”

Xiao Xuan was disgusted by her, and smiled dumbly: "That's not it, we have funds." Today is already my extreme embarrassment. ”

His hand was still dripping blood, and Ning Yi noticed that even the petals of the white flower were stained with a bit of bright red blood. was originally beautiful and lovely, but at this time, the demon was rampant. She silently took out a small utility knife from her school bag, cut a hole in the clean inner layer of the white cloth bag, and tore off a very large strip of cloth with force.

Xiao Xuan looked at it when he heard it, and a smile gathered at the corner of his mouth: "What, you want to bandage me?" In the novel, the man is injured for saving the woman, and the girl usually has to promise the boy after bandaging it. ”

"Xueba, I don't dare to respond to what you say, besides, I don't know how many novels I read more than you, isn't this the reason...... Give it to me, at least wrap it up, it's a little better than rubbing the ashes outside with a loud bang. Ning Yi pinched a soaked strand of hair behind his ear, and took Xiao Xuan's white and slender hand, obviously knowing that it was oozing blood, but he was still startled by the terrifying wound.

"You're too careless." She carefully wiped the blood and mud from around the wound, then gently wrapped the strip of white cloth back and forth twice, and tied a knot at his wrist. It's like a natural occasional work of art.

Xiao Xuan was very close to her, and the lazy voice was on her cheek: "There are beauties waiting here, and I can't help but want to return to my heart like an arrow."

Ning Yi hurriedly bounced away like a sting, thinking that Xiao Xuan must have been with Jin Wenlang for a long time, and he was stained with a greasy body: "You quickly put it away, make the fire bigger early, and it's serious to go back after roasting for a while."

The fire grew bigger and bigger, holding the bloodless faces of the two of them, and it burned so fiercely that it burned happily.

At the same time, on the other side of the mountain, Li Chunliang and a group of people were gathered in the courtyard of a family surnamed Long. Although there are many surnames of Tian here, only this family surnamed Long can be regarded as a "big family".

This "big family" has a small yard that no other family has, with some chickens and ducks in it, and a pigsty behind the yard, and all kinds of flavors are mixed with a rich taste that people can't accept. The point is that in the middle of this small courtyard there is a stone mortar and a pinch for making glutinous rice cakes. On the eve of the New Year's Festival, many families carry a small bag of precious rice to make some snacks that they can't usually eat.