The recipe for the next day was a roll of fried yellow millet pancakes. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, filling your mouth with the aroma of sesame seeds. There was nothing to eat with it, so Lin Sanjiu tore open a few packets of rice cakes.
The long-lasting pickled radish - it won’t go bad if you put it in the card library. The crispy pickled radish is salty and spicy. When paired with millet cakes and bread batter cooked with milk, it made several people unable to walk.
Moved.
The recipe for the third day is a big bag of "Mao\Pian'erhuang" steamed buns brought from Red Nautilus. The skin of the steamed buns is loose and fluffy, and there is a big meat filling inside. It even burns your mouth when you bite into it;
The gravy with chopped green onion flowed out of my mouth, and my hands were smeared with oil - but I didn't even mind the gift bag.
On the fourth day, they skewered the meat with branches and sprinkled with spices; on the fifth day, they soaked the bread in the broth, cracked a few eggs, and put in a handful of wild vegetables; on the sixth day, the gift bag unexpectedly
I used instant noodles to make fried noodles with meat sauce... The stupid guy was right, God really doesn't like to come to this remote village - Lin Sanjiu didn't expect that she would actually think about eating today when she opened her eyes in the morning.
When.
The nerves that were tense at first gradually relaxed after a few days of rest.
From Ruyue Station, the supplies brought by the Meat World were put to use: after covering the dilapidated house full of holes with a tarpaulin, Lin Sanjiu took the initiative and threw away the stupid big stone bed.
She put him on one of the hotel mattresses that Qing Jiuli asked her to put away. She and Ji Shanqing's bed was also covered with sheets, mattresses, and pillows, which were thick and soft - maybe it was too comfortable, and he woke up every morning
The whole gift package thing has become a war.
"Get up, hey," Lin Sanjiu grabbed his feet, dragged him down, and pulled out a quilt on the bed: "...Don't forget, there are serious things to do today."
After a pause, Ji Shanqing raised his face from the quilt. His moist and gentle face was made more like the bright moon and gentle breeze by the snow-white quilt; he blinked his sleepy eyes and suddenly remembered - "
Yes, I’m going to bury Sister Dingliu today.”
When Lin Sanjiu discovered that there was indeed no "god" in this village, she began to look for a suitable tomb for Dingliu.
During the two days of searching outside, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The reason why gods rarely come to this village is probably because the terrain here is rugged and not worth a visit: the village is tightly surrounded by the surrounding mountains.
Squeezed into a valley-like low-lying land in the center, it was like a trapped insect, unable to move.
If they hadn't used special items when escaping, they might not have been able to encounter this village at all - whether they were going out or coming in, they had to climb over the vast mountains one after another; even for evolutionists, this is
It's not an easy task, let alone a "meatman" like Silly Big Man.
She could almost see how the people who lived here fled: there were no seeds or any metal farm tools; even if they could grow some limited vegetables, they were wilted because of the lack of sunlight all year round, and there was simply not enough to eat.
Even if you just want to get a kitchen knife, you have to spend several months traveling outside the mountains. As time goes by, the village slowly becomes deserted.
But all this turned out to be a benefit to Lin Sanjiu; she quickly found a place near the cliff for Dingliu——
She and Ji Shanqing were standing under the shade of a dense tree. The thick white mist was still rolling over their heads as before; but the branches here were so lush that when they looked up, they could hardly see the dim white mist.
The ugly sky - looking out from the cliff, the continuous mountains lie at the feet, stretching as far as the eye can see.
"This is facing the east," Lin Sanjiu said while gently placing Dingliu's body on the ground. "...I know that the sunrise cannot be seen in this world, but I still want her to face the east."
After her death, Dingliu looked even thinner and paler. She still carried her big belly, and every bit of pain she suffered seemed to rest with her eyes closed tightly.
In the world of meat-eating, Qing Jiuli later returned [Shanyi Yugong] to Lin Sanjiu; she also tried it on Dingliu without giving up - it was obviously an undeniable fact that Dingliu was dead, but
After she tried several times, [Mountain Yi Yugong] never worked.
After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu figured it out. [Mountain Yi Foolish Old Man] requires every party involved to reach a consensus on "this is the fact" for the same matter; but Dingliu, as one of the parties involved, is already dead.
, there is no idea or consensus at all.
"If that thing can be brought back to life, I don't think it will be Carrot's turn."
Lin Sanjiu sighed while digging the hole.
Although they had no tools, a pit soon appeared on the ground. The two wrapped Dingliu in a white sheet and placed her in the pit; Jishan Qingjian saw that there were many red flowers growing nearby.
He also picked a few bunches of wild flowers and placed them next to Dingliu's face, and then poured soil on the white sheets again.
Under the shade of the tree, there is a small earth bag; the earth bag has a good view, and it can take in the whole sight of this godless mountain forest.
On the way back, Lin Sanjiu said nothing.
When the village was in sight, she asked Teacher Yi in her mind: "How long will it take?"
After days of recuperation, Lin Sanjiu's consciousness has become abundant again. As soon as she had the opportunity, she immediately urged Teacher Qiyi to upgrade the [Consciousness School] - only by raising the level of this ability as soon as possible, she
Only in this way can we return to the starry sky of consciousness as soon as possible.
"I think it's almost time. The time to enter middle school should be within these few days." Teacher Yi responded seriously.
This was good news. Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a vague expectation in her heart.
Since the end of the world, she has been pushed along by all kinds of things; after experiencing too many partings, life and death, she always feels that perhaps the starry sky of consciousness is the key to her escape from the cycle of reunion and separation.
These days I have been eating and sleeping, I should take some time to sort things out with the gift bag... Lin Sanjiu thought to herself as she walked into the village.
The big silly guy was walking on the village road, circling back and forth with his mouth open, like a restless animal. As soon as he saw the two people coming back, he immediately snarled, turned around and got into his shabby house.
"What's going on with this guy?" Ji Shanqing sneered when he saw this - he never liked the dirty, stupid, stupid guy with an astonishing appetite: "Do you think we are like his father and left?"
Won't come back? Sister, let me ask, why should we keep him?"
"Although he has eaten a lot," Lin Sanjiu advised: "...but we still have a lot, so sharing it with him won't hurt at all."
"I can't do anything, and I won't leave anything to eat," Ji Shanqing muttered, and just as he was about to take a step, at this moment, the stupid guy rushed out of the room in a hurry - his eyes were far apart and flat.
His face was now flushed with excitement; pointing at the two of them, he turned his head and shouted toward the room: "They are back!"
The two of them were stunned and immediately stopped.
"Here we come," a voice responded in his room, and then he cleared his throat heavily, as if intending to clear away the thick tiredness from the voice - the silly big man looked happy, as if he was not at all
He didn't realize that he should explain what was going on and who was inside at this time; Lin Sanjiu could only stare at the broken room.
"His father is back, right?" Libao whispered in Lin Sanjiu's ear. "Don't let us raise his son for him again..."
With a sigh, the torn linen door curtain was lifted.
There seemed to be no bones, and there was nothing else inside the body - an old fallen creature with wrinkled skin that looked like it was piled up with black and withered skin, its head peeked out from behind the door curtain, just in time with Lin San.
Wine and eyes met.
"They gave me a lot of food," the silly guy said at the side, "it's delicious! Why do you never bring me delicious food?"
The fallen species seemed to be stunned. His eyes turned around the two of them twice, and then he immediately turned around and ran away.
(The list of thanks is in the speech! You said that I want to drive a high-powered car, are you sorry? Look at it, what a heartwarming reunion between father and son)
