You don’t do this even during special training?! Haier, who was constantly sweating and wiping off his makeup, kept cursing the bad weather. Well, even though the temperature was actually only thirty-four or five degrees, but
The muscles on her huge back and waist that couldn't hold her back were all padded with cloth!
But it's okay.
The four of them just drove west for a while and then turned north. Haerrou, who was so hot that she almost cried, was moved to find that almost every two days of walking north, the average temperature dropped by four degrees!
But just when she was happy, the rain came and became more and more frequent.
"What kind of bad weather is this! It was still sunny in the morning, and after running out for two hours, it rained three times! It was like pouring water!" Haierrou dropped her backpack on the ground in anger, and lay down with a thud.
They sat on the haystack by the fire and looked at Disani who was making soup, while Liv and Gunia were squatting at the entrance of the cave, playing the backgammon taught to them by Heerrou in the sky. They originally thought they were in the car.
Li Tai was bored and taught them how to have fun, but the two of them became fascinated by it.
"This is the Northland, so it's naturally rainy." Dishani stirred the white and tender soup pot with a spoon, scooped a little from the boiling place, brought it to Heerrou's mouth and said, "Taste it."
"Well, it's a bit bland. Just add some salt and it's almost done. By the way, why don't you taste it? Could it be that you were poisoned to kill your husband?" Haierrou said, her eyes squinted and her mouth crooked, and she stuck out her tongue, just as she was about to
If she continued to act mischievously, Disani calmly grabbed her ears and pulled her up.
"Shut up, dry your clothes and then lie down!" Dishani calmly pushed Heerrou to the fire, minding her own business, stirring another pot of thick soup.
"It's okay. My clothes are made of high-density fiber. Even if they get soaked on the outside, they'll be fine on the inside." Haerrou smiled, grabbed her feet and sat cross-legged next to Dishani, and whispered in her ear: "You
Do you care about me?"
"I'm concerned about that pile of hay. The thick cloth that was laid on the floor hasn't even dried yet. If you get your share of hay wet, you can sleep on the slate tonight." Dishani said sarcastically while engaging in verbal violence.
His left hand even pushed Haerrou's head away calmly: "Stay away and don't interfere with my cooking."
"Hey! What you say is not what you mean." Haerrou curled her lips and moved away like a snail.
"You are so sentimental." Dishani raised her eyelids and glanced at Haerrou. She found that she was no longer bothering her, so she put down her straight left hand.
"Haierrou!" Dishani finally failed to pretend to be calm for a few days.
"Here! What's the matter? Take care of it!" Haierrou looked innocent, as if she wasn't the one who made people angry just now.
"You...forget it!" Dishani sighed and gave up the idea of reprimanding her. It was not that she was not annoyed, but because she knew that reprimanding would be useless! I really don't know why this bastard can always
I can't help but get angry...
"Hehe, who of us is following who? Let's talk if you have anything to say, and I promise not to refuse!" Haerrou said with a smile as if she couldn't read the atmosphere, and her sly eyes were flicking at Dishani.
change.
No one would believe that she didn't have a bad idea! Disani sighed helplessly and changed the subject: "Didn't you take care of those piles of camouflage clothes before? Why did you throw them away?"
"Whose treasure is that pile of tatters?" Haierrou rolled her eyes, grabbed the backpack on the ground and pulled it away: "Is it because I can't find a replacement? But it's different now, look at it now
We can pretend to be clergy!"
Disani reached out and rummaged through it, then raised her head in confusion and asked, "Monk's robe? Where did you steal it from?"
"Hey! Do you think I am this kind of person?" Haerrou knocked on the ground dissatisfied: "I borrowed this, I borrowed it!"
"Borrowed?" Disani put down the spoon dumbfounded, pointed to the pattern on the robe and said: "Two Bishop's robes of the Stars and Moon, six robes of the Stars, and the identity manuscript is still intact. Who will lend it to you?"
"Eh? I just picked out a few good-looking ones, and I actually got the bishop's robe?" Haerrou muttered in a low voice while grabbing the clothes.
"What did you say?"
"I said I really borrowed it! You believe me!" Haierrou said confidently, almost beating her chest to guarantee it.
Dishani, who had already lost her composure before, was too lazy to pretend, and asked with a look on her face: "Then tell me how you borrowed it?"
"I saw a few people setting up a stage on the road. I thought it was a performance at first. I asked them and they said it was a free confession, and then I went to join in the fun." Haerrou shrugged and said, "It's free anyway.
The people there are very religious, I think it will be fun.”
"Then what?" Disani raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Then I went to him to confess. I asked him, if I confess to you, can I be forgiven for my crime of stealing? He said, as long as you are pious and don't steal anymore."
"Then you stole someone else's clothes?"
"Ahem, he already knows it, so it's a loan! Borrowing!" Haierrou defended with some embarrassment.
"You're so awesome." Disani said sarcastically, which was a pity.
If irony is useful for thick skin, why do you need fists?
"That's right! I think so too!" Haier Routian said shamelessly.
"Forget it, the meal is ready, let's eat. Throw away those two sets of bishop's robes later. It would be better to wear the star robes as a disguise." Dishani sighed.
"Okay, you have the final say. I don't know much about these things anyway." Haerrou said calmly and took the soup bowl handed over by Dishani.
"Liv, Guniya! Stop playing, come in and have lunch!" Disani shouted at the top of her lungs, but Liv and Guniya, who were inextricably killed, refused in unison: "Right away! Finished.
This round is coming!”
The neat questions and answers were as crisp and clear as an old woman asking a child playing games to eat.
Um?
Why my mother?
Haier took a sip of the soup happily and shamelessly added in her heart: Because I am the father!
Liv and Guniya didn't wait long. When they came in, Disani had just finished serving the rice. The rice was steaming in a wooden bowl whittled with a knife. Guniya walked in front of her in a puff of anger.
while Liv smiled apologetically from behind.
"Here!" Liv, who saw the rice, ran over and took a bowl and handed it to Guniya, but Guniya didn't take it.
"If you didn't sweep the chess pieces away, you should have lost just now." Guniya said seriously. She took another bowl from the side and sat aside. She seemed to express her dissatisfaction without saying a word.
.
Dishani patted Guniya on the back and said, "It's just a game of chess. Can Liv apologize to her?"
Maybe she wanted to comfort Guniya? But it didn’t seem to have a very good effect. The contradiction that was still hidden was completely exposed. Liv pretended not to know, and Guniya was even more awkward. Obviously, her persuasion was completely
It had the opposite effect.
Dishani, who was a little helpless, sighed, and then glanced at Heerrou who was watching the show.
Are you here to persuade me?
That's probably what it meant, right? After understanding what Disani meant, Haerrou felt like she was being robbed. She didn't cause this, so why should she take care of it?
According to her, friendship between children is only normal if they have to fight. Whose childhood sweethearts didn't fight three or five times when they were young? What's more, they haven't started fighting yet?
Let them make trouble!
Haerrou shrugged her shoulders. Just when she was about to lower her head and pretend not to notice, she felt a sharp pain in the leg next to Dishani. Dishani's eyes also turned into anger. The helpless Haerrou had no choice but to say: "
Okay, okay, you two hurry up and eat, you have been running for more than half a month, let's go to the city for a walk in the afternoon."
When she heard that she didn't have to run away, Liv, who had been riding for more than ten days, said excitedly, "We don't have to run away."
"Snapped!"
"How are you talking?" Before Liv could finish speaking, Haerrou slapped her on the small head: "It's not that I can't defeat that bad organization, I just don't want to fight in vain. Can this be called escape?
This is called strategic retreat!"
Liv curled up her neck and stuck out her tongue, and she and Gunia looked at each other. Their eyes were full of curiosity and excitement, and naturally they got together to chat.
As for the chess game? What is chess?
The two children who had forgotten the previous dispute reconciled again. Heerrou, who felt the oppressive touch on her leg gradually leaving, was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Dishani, who had loosened her grip halfway, left again and came back again.
He gave her a hard squeeze and then let go of her with satisfaction.
.Who did I provoke? Haerrou rolled her eyes, and withdrew her thigh that was stretched out beside Disani, and started to eat her meal with peace of mind, a portion of... pine leaf stew?
That's right, it's pine needle stew, a soup made with pine needles as vegetables and the meat donated by an unlucky lizard... it tastes terrible!
Haierrou, who had completely lost interest in tasting it, finished the whole bowl of broth and gave a thumbs up: "It's a good idea. If you were in my hometown, you must be a qualified chef from China!"
"Chef from the rotten country? I always feel that what you are talking about is not a good term." Dishani still kept smiling, but her tone was very suspicious.
"Wow! How could you do this? The chefs from China can make delicious food like looking up at the stars that most people have no chance to taste. The haggis they made was even praised by the ancient Scottish poet.
Robert wrote a poem and praised it well!!" Haerrou said very unjustly.
"Really? Then let me try it." Disani raised her eyebrows, scooped out some of the remaining Matsuno stew in the pot with a spoon, took a sip, smacked her lips, and suddenly shook her head with a self-deprecating smile.
"I really relaxed a lot when I was with you. I almost forgot that I was a big sword." Dishani looked at the remaining soup in the spoon with some regret. After drinking it all in one gulp, she lowered her head and drank.