In the cave on the cliffside of the back mountain, Ye Fan and Ling'er looked at each other for a long time, only to make her blush with embarrassment.
"Brother Ye Fan, what are you looking at?"
Linger asked.
"Sister Ling'er, how long are we going to hide here?"
Ye Fan was a little bored.
"Let's hide for the night. When it gets dark, I'll sneak home and help you check on the situation."
Ling'er suddenly slapped his forehead, quickly moved the bamboo basket to his side, and took out the wild vegetable and brown rice balls from before.
"Brother Ye Fan, eat quickly!"
Ye Fan had been bumpy for a whole day, first on the mountain road and then on the waterway, without eating anything.
It was getting dark now, and he was indeed a little hungry.
"how about you?"
Ye Fan asked.
"I'm not hungry."
Ling'er shook his head and said, "Brother, if you don't have enough, I'll wait until dark before going up to the mountain to dig wild vegetables. I still have some brown rice in my bamboo house!"
Ye Fan looked at the brown rice and wild vegetable rice balls in his hands, feeling uncomfortable.
Only then did he realize that he had carried a bag into the mountains with bread and milk in it just in case.
Here, Ye Fan's martial strength was hindered, and he could only reach six or seven times his limit at most, and his physical strength was also consumed very quickly.
So he didn't dare to be careless and was fully prepared.
"Look at my pig brain."
Ye Fan chuckled, took out milk and bread from his backpack, and stuffed them into Ling'er's hands.
"Brown rice and wild vegetables have no nutrition, eat this!"
Linger was stunned for a moment, fell silent, lowered his head and put the brown rice balls back into the bamboo basket.
Ye Fan noticed her decline and quickly grabbed the brown rice ball and ate it cleanly.
"Girl, don't take my dinner!"
Ye Fan swallowed the jujube and the brown rice into his stomach, took out a bottle of mineral water, swallowed it with a big gulp, then patted his belly and burped.
"I'm full! Ling'er, you're so good at your crafts. If you have the chance, you can cook some of your specialty dishes for me, and I'll have a few drinks with Brother Zhuoma!"
Ye Fan smiled and said: "I've finished my dinner, what are you still doing in a daze? Eat quickly!"
Ling'er stared at the milk and bread in her hands in astonishment. It took her a while to come back to her senses, and a faint mist filled her eyes.
"Brother Ye Fan, you...you are a good person."
"Yes, we are all good people.
Eat quickly!"
Ye Fan pushed aside the dense grass at the entrance of the cave and said, "It's just dark, but the night is still here!"
"Um."
Linger took a few mouthfuls of milk, ate a piece of bread, put the rest away, and put it back in the bamboo basket.
"Girl, you only eat so much?"
Ye Fan asked.
Compared to the brown rice balls he ate, milk bread was simply delicious.
Why doesn't Ling'er eat?
"Brother Ye Fan, you are tall and have a big appetite. If I eat less, you won't be hungry in the middle of the night."
Ling'er said softly.
"You!"
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, took out the milk and bread and divided them into two portions.
"Half for each of us!"
After saying that, he stuffed it into his mouth.
Ling'er nodded slightly and started eating.
However, when she raised her head after eating, she found that Mark had only taken a sip of the milk in front of her, and the bread had not been touched at all.
"Brother Ye Fan, you..." "I was full just now. Let's keep these for our supper tonight."
Ye Fan chuckled.
The fog in Ling'er's eyes became thicker and thicker.
Next, the two of them sat in the cave and waited boredly.
Ye Fan leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes to rest.
Outside the cave, insects were chirping constantly, and from time to time there was noise coming from the deep mountains.
Ling'er nervously guarded the entrance of the cave, holding a hatchet in her hand.
After waiting for who knows how long, I was about to fall asleep when I heard the soft sound of vines outside: "Brother Ye Fan!"
"What's wrong?"
Ye Fan opened his eyes.
"The people from Heishan Miao have left."
Ling'er held a small bottle in her hand and asked, "Are you cold?"
In late summer and early autumn, the temperature in the mountains drops sharply at night.
However, Ye Fan didn't take it seriously at all and shook his head slightly.
"I don't believe it!"
Ling'er handed the bottle to his arms with both hands: "Brother Ye Fan, drink it quickly, it will make you warm!
"A faint fragrance came from the bamboo tube.
Ye Fan glanced at it in confusion: "What is this?" "You will know after you try it!
"Ling'er said softly.
Ye Fan opened the bottle, and the aroma of wine immediately hit his nose.
Ye Fan tasted it, it was as low in alcohol content as rice wine, sweet and smooth.
Ling'er looked at him eagerly: "Does it taste good?!
"Well, it tastes delicious!"
"Ye Fan handed the bottle to her, "You want to try it too!
"No, we Miao girls cannot drink until we are married!"
"Ling'er waved her hands repeatedly and asked curiously: "Can it make me warmer after drinking it?!
"The alcohol content of the Miao family is low, so drinking it won't have much effect.
Of course, Ye Fan would not tell the truth, but just nodded: "It's much warmer!"
"That's good!
"Ling'er patted her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"This is the last bit of rice wine at home. It is used to entertain distinguished guests. Dad does not allow anyone to touch it!
If you don’t feel warm after drinking it, wouldn’t it be in vain for me... in vain?!
"Ye Fan was stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Ling'er, why are you so nice to me?!
"Because brother Ye Fan is a good man!"
"Good guy?"
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Stupid girl, if I were a good person, there would be all good people in the world."
"Brother Ye Fan, don't make fun of me."
Ling'er curled her lips in grievance.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew up from the mountain col, and Ling'er's body shivered.
She secretly returned to Huamiao Village, and her frail body had been blown by the mountain wind for more than an hour. How could she still stand at this time?
Ye Fan frowned and said: "Ling'er, come in quickly and eat the remaining milk and bread!
"Ling'er shook his head, "Brother Ye Fan, you can sleep in there peacefully, I'll keep vigil for you.
Don’t worry, I’ve long been used to the cold wind in the mountains, nothing will happen to me!”
Have a good sleep! Ye Fan was displeased and got out of the cave and pushed Ling'er in.
"Brother Ye Fan!"
"Remember, drink the milk, eat the bread, and then have a good sleep. I will come to check you later. If you don't obey, I will be angry!"
Ye Fan covered it with thatch.
Ling'er was sitting in the cave in a daze, and whispered: "Brother Ye Fan..." Ye Fan stretched out and stood on the cliff, overlooking the beautiful scenery above and below.
There are mountains and rivers in the distance, the river surface is clear and wide, the moonlight shines on the water surface, and the silver light shines.
Hua Miao Village flows from the mountains to the water, swaying with the mountain wind and waves, so beautiful! Ye Fan marveled: "This is really a good place!"
Ling'er emerged from the cave at some point, holding a Miao clothing in his hand and placing it on Ye Fan.
"Brother Ye Fan, are our flowers beautiful?"
Linger asked.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Ye Fan nodded and responded.
"Then...then, if you were asked to live here for the rest of your life, would you be willing?"
Linger asked again, her cheeks extremely red.
Ye Fan hesitated for a while, shook his head and said: "No matter how beautiful you are, I am just a passerby.
Maybe when things change in the future and I retire after my success, I will stay here for a while!"
"..." Ling'er couldn't understand what Ye Fan said, but Ye Fan's words of "passer-by" were like a knife, gouging into her heart.