Before Xiaomi Xiaocao could react, Wei Ziang was already standing in front of them.
"Aren’t you going to go back and clean up first?"
Wei Ziang raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
Zhang An ca to his senses, his face instantly flushed red; just now, she was so frightened she almost lost control.
Being reminded by Wei Ziang, she felt the wet and sticky sensation under her pants, accompanied by a foul sll.
Looking at Xiaomi and Xiaocao again, although Wei Ziang was blocking their view, their noses weren’t plugged. Each had one hand covering their noses, the other fanning vigorously.
Especially Xiaocao, who grabbed the fragrant dracaena next to her, and along with Xiaomi, their faces were practically buried in it.
Zhang An’s face turned alternately green and pale, then suddenly scooped up his own fragrant dracaena and bolted upright, running off.
As he ran, he could feel sothing sliding down his leg from behind, but since they were climbing uphill, the pant cuffs were tied, trapping everything.
Zhang An’s face turned a deep shade of green, quickly followed by a flush of heat.
It was disgusting and awkward, but more than that, he was furious, hating both Wei Ziang’s arrow and the sudden appearance of the snake.
anwhile, Wei Ziang, seeing Zhang An leave, calmly walked over and pulled out the arrow, with the snake still dangling from the tip.
"Let’s go, let’s find another place to rest."
Even though the sll had dispersed, it still felt unpleasant.
Xiaocao moved aside, positioning herself on the other side of Xiaomi, whispering to her how scary it was.
It’s unclear whether she was referring to the snake or to Wei Ziang.
The three of them eventually found a spacious spot by the creek.
With Zhang An gone, both Wei Ziang and Xiaomi, and even Xiaocao, felt sowhat relieved.
Besides Zhang An constantly sticking to Xiaomi, they also thought he was always snatching the fragrant dracaena.
Clearly, everyone’s supposed to pick what they find alone, or together if discovered as a group.
But he was different; even when they spotted sothing together, he’d race over and snatch a whole bunch.
Though, technically, there was nothing wrong with that, the way he acted suggested soone wanted to steal from him, making it quite uncomfortable.
Of course, Zhang An’s approach did yield quite a harvest; among the four of them today, he unquestionably found the most fragrant dracaena.
Glancing up at the sun, it was sowhere between late afternoon and early evening, still early.
"There’s a rabbit here, perfect for a picnic,"
Wei Ziang, holding the hare, walked to the creek: "Xiaomi, you guys go gather so firewood for the fire, I’ll handle the rabbit."
"Hey, did you bring any spices? It won’t taste good roasted without them."
"Don’t worry, I brought so."
"Great, Xiaocao, let’s gather firewood!"
Xiaocao, not yet reacting, was swept away by Xiaomi.
She hadn’t gone on a picnic in ages!
Wei Ziang drew a sheathed dagger from his belt—it wasn’t from ho, and he hadn’t ntioned bringing it, but Xiaomi didn’t seem to question how he’d handle it.
Before long, the hare was prepared and simply marinated with coarse salt he carried with him.
Xiaomi hadn’t had an outing up the mountain in a long ti. Given the opportunity today, he surely wouldn’t head back early; he’d planned for a picnic with rice balls beforehand.
The spot they picked had many stones, but they still cleared all the dry branches and leaves from the ground.
Starting a fire on the mountain is quite dangerous because it could inadvertently spark a forest fire!
However, Wei Ziang was confident in himself. Moreover, they chose a place closest to the creek, and the ground around was clear, so they wouldn’t worry even if sparks flew.
The rabbit was placed on skewers above the fire pit, supported by three wooden tripods on either side that allowed the rabbit to roast directly over the flas.
The aroma quickly wafted out, and Xiaocao, sitting nearby, took a deep sniff: "Slls so good, we haven’t had at at ho for months."
The last ti they had at was probably during New Year’s.
The statent was in the most normal tone, reflecting a common reality. It’s not like her family was alone—many farming families faced the sa situation.
But to Xiaomi, this was a bit heart-wrenching.
In her past life at the orphanage, she hadn’t gone months without at; regardless of the taste, there was always so protein, so eggs every day.
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