"What?" Su Qiao didn't understand what he meant.
"That's right, do whatever you want."
Su Qiao nodded. "Of course."
"Look at me, I can say whatever I want and do whatever I want. Am I living a cool and comfortable life?"
"Well, you have a special kind of free and easy. In fact, I have always been envious of you, but I didn't dare to be like you before."
Maybe it was because Su Qiao had his back to Su Qiao that Han Feng felt bolder now and no longer stuttered nervously.
"Then you don't have to be envious anymore. If you follow me, you will live a free life."
Han Feng's black eyes were bright, serious and firm. "Okay, I'll follow you."
Su Qiao The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Finally turned onto the road.
"That's right, follow me and you'll have meat to eat."
"I am a man, I..." Han Feng wanted to say, 'I am a man, I should take care of you'.
Unexpectedly, his scalp tightened and a bunch of hair was pulled by Su Qiao.
He immediately changed his mind and said, "Well, in order to eat meat, I will follow you."
After giving him a simple haircut, Su Qiao walked to the front, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction. "This is much more pleasing to the eye."
The word "pleasant" in her mouth didn't know whether she meant that he had a crew cut, or that he was no longer as timid and hesitant as before.
Han Feng didn't dare to ask. He scratched his head out of habit, but it was in vain.
Only then did he remember that his hair had been cut off.
"Do you really think I'm good like this?"
Su Qiao put away the knife and continued to write Back Basket: "It couldn't be better."
"Then... then I will always be like this."
Han Feng didn't know what was wrong with him, he was in a happy mood, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he couldn't even suppress the happiness in his eyes.
Afraid that he would show off too obviously and scare Su Qiao, Han Feng quickly said, "Xiao Qiao, I'll go pick some mushrooms nearby, and I'll bake them for you later."
"Okay, don't go too far."
Su Qiao asked 444 to help her keep an eye on him, and then continued to make up Back Basket with peace of mind.
When Back Basket was almost finished knitting, Han Feng carried a large bag of mushrooms in his coat and came back in a hurry.
"Xiao Qiao, look, I picked a lot of mushrooms."
Su Qiao looked over and was a little dumbfounded. "You mushroom..."
Han Feng was a little confused. "What's wrong?"
His eyes moved down and fell into the pocket made of clothes, feeling a little excited Underground Passage: "Do you also think these mushrooms are beautiful?"
Su Qiao is helpless and funny.
"Don't you know that the more colorful the mushrooms, the more poisonous they are?"
"Huh? Poisonous?" This time it was Han Feng's turn to be dumbfounded.
He only knew that mushrooms were edible. A few days ago, he saw Su Qiao picking mushrooms, and he thought they were all the same.
"You still don't believe me when I say you're not a farmer. Which rural area do you think you're from? You don't know that you can't pick mushrooms indiscriminately?"
Su Qiao bent down to pick for a long time, only a pitiful third was left.
"I... I didn't know these were poisonous. I thought they looked good and pretty, so I thought they were edible."
Han Feng blushed.
Why can't he do anything well?
No wonder Guan Xiao Dong said he was a soft-boiler.
"It's okay, just pay attention next time. I'll wash these and bake them later."
"Well, next time I will pick something ugly like this."
Su Qiao threw the few edible mushrooms left into the basket. Han Feng quickly grabbed them and carried them on his back.
The two wandered around again, found some wild vegetables, and caught a few snakes. Then they slowly returned to the camp and went to the river.
Everyone was surprised to see the beautiful Back Basket on Han Feng's back and the delicate little basket in his hand that looked like it was used to catch fish.