Xie Yuanjiu stammered a little again.

"I, I'll do it myself."

However, Yao Wenjing had already taken off his padded jacket, her hands and feet were numb, she squeezed out the water in the padded jacket little by little, and then found a few dead branches next to her to set it up, and then spread the padded jacket on it.

After doing all this in one go, she looked up and found that Xie Yuanjiu was still stunned, his face flushed, and he seemed to be a little shy.

Yao Wenjing said that she did not understand.

Doesn't everyone say that this person is a second-rate man, a gangster who is almost thirty years old, will he be embarrassed?

Besides, she didn't do anything, at this time, she saw that Xie Yuanjiu was wearing a gray autumn coat, and there were a few small holes on his body, and the words Northwest Labor Reform Farm were written on the back.

Xie Yuanjiu is so poor that even if he comes out of the labor camp, he is not willing to throw away this dress, and he can still wear it inside.

Is he embarrassed because of this?

Thinking of this, Yao Wenjing expressed her understanding, just like when she was a nurse in the hospital before, the main reason was to take care of her son who was sick and hospitalized, but she never wanted unfamiliar colleagues to know that she had a terminally ill son, and then expressed endless sympathy for her.

That's where self-esteem comes in.

Yao Wenjing pretended not to see the words behind Xie Yuanjiu, at this time Xie Yuanjiu had already turned around and turned his back to the stone wall, and he really couldn't see it.

She found that Xie Yuanjiu was still wearing wet pants, squatting by the fire, and had no intention of taking them off, so it was impossible for her to pick up his pants anyway.

Now that she is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl after all, Yao Wenjing suddenly wondered, could it be that he blushed because of this?

She was in a hurry just now, and she forgot that the two of them were now alone men and widows in the same room, Xie Yuanjiu kept staring at the fire, Yao Wenjing tilted his head slightly and looked over, and found that he was blushing and looking a little green.

Is he really the rumored second-rate son?

Intuition is not like it at all, this kind of nervousness and youthfulness can't be pretended, and he doesn't even dare to look at himself.

Looking down, he suddenly saw his tight autumn clothes and pants, raised his hand slightly, and became a crop top, Yao Wenjing suddenly blushed.

Blame yourself.

She grabbed her half-dried clothes in her hand and pointed to Xie Yuanjiu's pants.

"That, Uncle Yuan Jiu, you can bake the pants yourself, by the way, did you catch a few fish just now, I'll make a fire, I'll cook."

She was in a panic, almost stepped on the fire, and scolded secretly, Yao Wenjing, Yao Wenjing, you are nervous, and you haven't done anything weak.

But I was inexplicably nervous.

Especially when she ran far away, she deliberately ran to a corner and raised a fire, and her heart was still pounding.

In his previous life, why didn't he find that this person was still a little good-looking, that unshaven beard, full of masculinity, coupled with dark skin and a green smile that did not match his age, it was simply pure and lustful.

Yao Wenjing didn't know what kind of mentality she was, so she poked her head out to look, and she didn't seem to have seen enough just now.

Maybe she just wanted to take a look at Xie Yuanjiu's good-looking face, but at this moment, she completely forgot that Xie Yuanjiu was a second-rate son who was famous for ten miles and eight towns.

Who knew that as soon as his head stretched out, he happened to meet Xie Yuanjiu's eyes, and the two of them moved away in a panic at this moment.

My heart was beating harder.

Yao Wenjing heard the sound of Xie Yuanjiu slapping his padded jacket outside.

Did he bake the padded jacket? But she didn't dare to stick her head out to look at it again.

She touched her cheeks, what the hell is wrong with her, it's just that, seeing the fish still alive in the small beach next to her, it is more reliable to cook and eat, and when she is full, she will have the strength to dig Cordyceps tomorrow.

Only by digging more Cordyceps can you sell more money, and only by having enough original accumulated funds in your hands can you make money from other small businesses, and similarly, only by making more money, can you have the confidence to go to university and start a new life.

So making money is the last word, at this young age, is it possible that you are still greedy for men?

Yao Wenjing sneered, I have never met anyone who is tempted in my previous life, and I can still walk shit luck in this life, but I can't meet someone I like.

She never thought about it.

And thinking of Luo Xinlai is a nightmare for a lifetime, Yao Wenjing has instinctive resistance to men and marriage.

Thinking about it like this, she immediately calmed down, and even felt that the throbbing heartbeat of a girl just now was a little funny, which was too naïve.

After a while, she took care of the fish and started making grilled fish.

When Xie Yuanjiu went up the mountain, although he only brought some dry food and didn't eat much, he brought a lot of salt, and it seemed that his survival skills in the wild were indeed much stronger than his own.

When Yao Wenjing was digging Cordyceps, he occasionally encountered some spices, and he would pick them up and collect them, and there were even wild peppers and wild peppers, which came in handy at this time.

After a while, the aroma of the grilled fish with mountain pepper came out, and she returned to her usual appearance, and ran over to find Xie Yuanjiu with the grilled fish.

The strange thing is that Xie Yuanjiu was already asleep lying on his knees like that leaning on the fire.

She nudged him.

"Uncle Yuan Jiu, it's time to eat."

Xie Yuanjiu didn't answer, but the skin that touched his hands was hot.