"Qiao Mu, what are you talking about?" Feng Jiuer stared at Qiao Mu and asked in a deep voice.
Qiao Mu coughed slightly, unable to swallow the meat, so he could only drink another sip of water.
She put down her water bag and stood up with a whole chicken.
"It's okay, you can continue chatting. I can just eat it by myself. I don't like sharing it with others, especially... sharing it with couples."
"Qiao Mu!" Feng Jiuer glared at the person who stood up.
But as soon as Qiao Mu stood up, he turned around and left.
"I like to eat alone. If I can finish it, I will definitely finish it."
Qiao Mu turned around and waved to Feng Jiuer. After walking into a big rock, she didn't forget to add a few words before disappearing.
"Jianyi, keep working hard, I'm optimistic about you!"
As Qiao Mu's voice dissipated around her, she also disappeared. Only Feng Jiu'er and Jian Yi were left here.
Jian Yi looked at Feng Jiu'er with a slight smile on his lips.
After Feng Jiuer glared at him again, she looked away and ate the chicken drumsticks.
After she finished eating the two chicken legs, she picked up the chicken wings and put them in her mouth.
"Is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll catch another one." Jian Yi asked softly.
"That's enough." When Feng Jiuer spoke, there was still meat in her mouth, "You want to fatten me up, don't you?"
Her eyes just glanced at Jian Yi, and she continued to eat.
Jianyi took out the handkerchief from his arms and approached.
Feng Jiuer felt his breath approaching and immediately moved back.
Jianyi had no choice but to stop moving closer.
"Why are you hiding? I didn't say I wouldn't marry you unless you were the one?"
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at him, half-squinting her eyes: "You mean, you don't want to marry me anymore?"
"It depends on your mood." Jian Yi took the opportunity to come over and wipe the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, "But if you can't get married, I will still marry you."
The right hand that always held the sword now held a handkerchief and wiped the woman's mouth. Jian Yi's movements were not gentle, but it seemed that he was also trying to learn.
"You can't get married!" Feng Jiuer reached out and took Jian Yi's handkerchief and wiped it herself.
Jianyi sat down next to her and picked up the water bag beside her.
"Don't think you can get married easily? You'd better be nicer to me in the future, otherwise I will really have to consider it when you beg me."
Feng Jiuer bit off the remaining meat from the chicken wings in her hand, put down the chicken bones, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief.
"Anyway, you don't need to worry about it. Just take care of yourself. You are already old, and you still focus on a young girl like me?"
Think about it, I am less than seventeen, why did I almost get married?
Thinking of the feelings that were sealed by her, Feng Jiuer felt a little empty. She casually took the water bag handed over by Jian Yi, raised her head and drank heavily.
Can't think about it, can't think about it, just treat it as a dream, don't think about it anymore!
Jian turned his head to look at the woman next to him whose mood had changed. He reached out and grabbed the water bag in her hand.
"Be careful about choking. I'm not worried about my age, and you don't need to worry about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the water bag.
Feng Jiu'er raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled unconsciously.
"Hahaha... Jianyi, you also know that you are old, hahaha... I laughed to death."
"However, compared to me, you are indeed much older. By the way, Jianyi, how old are you? When is your birthday?"
"How old?" Jian Yi looked at Feng Jiu'er and frowned slightly.
"It's just your age." Feng Jiuer blinked, "You don't even know how to..."
Feng Jiuer then remembered that Jian Yi was an orphan. Did he really not even know the year and day he was born?
Reaching out and touching his cheek, Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows and asked, "You really don't know your exact age?"
"It seems like twenty-four, it seems like twenty-five, that's about the same age." Jian Yi responded softly.
He never cared about his age. Of course, if he didn't know, he didn't know, and it didn't matter.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, crawled forward two steps, hugged a sweet potato, and retreated to Jian Yi.
"It doesn't matter if you didn't know before, but you can't forget it now." She broke the roasted sweet potato into two pieces and gave the sword half.
"Now?" Jianyi met her eyes and frowned slightly.
"Yes." Feng Jiuer gave him an affirmative look in return, "You were born on the eighth day of April, and this year's eighth day of April is your twenty-fifth birthday."
Jian Yi curled his lips slightly and took half a sweet potato: "Okay, but why is it the eighth day of April?"
"Because my birthday is also on the eighth day of April." Feng Jiuer responded with a smile.
Feng Jiu'er didn't have time to ask when Feng Jiu'er's birthday really was, but her birthday was indeed on the eighth day of April, so it would be the eighth day of April.
"You think, can we celebrate birthdays on the same day in the future?"
"Okay." Jian Yi nodded with a smile, "I finally know when and what day I was born."
Feng Jiuer felt a little distressed when she looked at this silly guy.
However, she will be his family from now on, and she will never let him sit alone on the hilltop eating roast chicken again.
"Eat, you have to work after eating." Feng Jiuer took the sweet potato in her hand and knocked the half of it in Cangjian Yi's hand.
"On your birthday, I will give you a big gift."
As for what kind of gift it is, we will tell when the time comes. Their Sword Hero will be easily satisfied.
"Yeah." Jianyi smiled, stretched out his other hand, and peeled off the skin of the sweet potato.
The two were talking and laughing, and even though they were eating sweet potatoes, they felt sweet in their hearts.
Especially when she saw the smile on Jian Yi's face, Feng Jiu'er could smile knowingly, not for anything else but because she saw her family happy.
The two of them ate two roasted sweet potatoes together, drank almost all the water they brought, and then stood up.
Feng Jiuer handed Jianyi a pair of telescopes, and she also held one in her hand.
"Jianyi, you should remember that mountain map, right?"
"Yeah." Jianyi took the telescope.
"Okay, you go to the other side, I'll watch here for a while." Feng Jiuer picked up the telescope and looked in one direction.
"Jianyi, look, that's the next hill we're going to climb. Today, before sunset, we have to conquer at least four hills."
"If the time is right, I will return to the camp, so that the castle master will not have a chance to attack my people."
Jian nodded again and again, looking back at the mountains in the distance.
"Shout if you have anything to do and I won't go far."
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer looked at her and nodded.
Jian Yi felt relieved and turned around to leave.
It wasn't until he could no longer feel Jian Yi's breath that Qiao Mu walked out from behind the stone.
"Jiu'er, what should I do?" There was only a chicken skeleton left in her hand.
Feng Jiuer glanced at the bone frame in her hand and smiled slightly.
"Don't make yourself fatter. Women consider thinness to be beautiful. If you gain weight, it won't be so easy to lose it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuer took the telescope and turned around.
Qiao Mu left the chicken bones on the ground and walked over.
