"Grunt, grunt" A series of loud sounds came out of Tian Xinmiao's abdomen the moment she stood up.

"Huh!"

Before Tian Xinmiao could figure out why her stomach was protesting so loudly, a young man's shallow laughter came from the edge of the canal beside her.

As early as ten minutes ago, Kang Yongfeng, who had finished pouring his plot, came to the side of the branch canal and replaced another villager who was patrolling the section of the channel where they were now.

He had watched Tian Xinmiao busily plucking ash strips and bitter herbs by the section of the channel she was patrolling herself, and was going to check the channel here and go over to take a look.

But what I didn't expect was that Tian Xinmiao, who had his head down, a smile on his face, and seemed to have only gray stripes and bitter herbs in his eyes, actually pulled all the way to here along the side of the canal.

The light in her eyes when she saw the gray stripes and bitter herbs was weaker than when she saw the oats, but they still sparkled brightly, and his heart was always uncontrollably out of rhythm.

He wanted to turn himself into a gray plant or a bitter herb, so she smiled and pulled herself up, and gently placed it in the basket behind her.

He couldn't bear to break this beauty, so he followed her side lightly and watched her every move.

If it weren't for the fact that she frowned tightly at the sound, and her free right hand touched her abdomen, and her dazed expression made him feel both cute and funny, he really couldn't hold back his laughter, he would never have spoken.

Tian Xinmiao turned his head sideways, and when he saw Kang Yongfeng, who was looking at him with a mocking face, a thought couldn't help but flash in his mind, was he wrong just now, couldn't it be a sudden discharge of dirty airflow?

Maybe it was from the sun, she was a little dizzy, and she was really a little confused for a moment It was just a guthorn just now, or the bowel sound was released from some unspeakable place.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it seemed to be the second possibility, and the embarrassment on Tian Xinmiao's face couldn't help but get stronger and stronger, and her face gradually turned red.

"Just now, I-"

What is she going to say? Say 'I'm sorry, I smoked you'?

Tian Xinmiao's words suddenly stopped, the sun was shining, and her IQ and forty years of experience had disappeared.

Seeing Tian Xinmiao's embarrassed appearance, Kang Yongfeng, who was slightly distressed in his heart, realized that he was smiling a little undeservedly.

"Xinmiao, didn't you eat at noon? Your stomach must have been protesting you. ”

Didn't eat at noon? Lunch?

No wonder she felt dizzy, and no wonder her IQ and experience were not online, it turned out that her stomach was empty.

Tian Xinmiao rubbed her shriveled stomach, yes, it was her stomach that was hungry, so she screamed, it was not that she polluted the air.

"Don't tell me, I really forgot to eat."

In order to avoid further embarrassment, Tian Xinmiao hurriedly turned around and walked towards her own channel, walked to the shovel she inserted there, and began to rummage in the back basket.

She remembered clearly that she had packed the buns in a small cloth bag when she left, but why wasn't there one in the basket?

Tian Xinmiao poured out the oats, gray stripes, and bitter herbs in the back basket, and only saw the kettle and nunchucks, but there was no shadow of the small cloth bag at all.

Tian Xinmiao thought about it carefully, and then remembered that after persuading Wu, she forgot to put the small cloth bag placed on the windowsill into the back basket before leaving.

Tian Xinmiao pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly, so he had to put the oats, gray stripes, and bitter herbs into the back basket, and inserted the nunchucks between them, and then picked up the kettle.

It seems that now she can only rely on this pot of water to 'satisfy her hunger'.