I'm not a wild eater

Find the grill, fix it on the edge of the stove, and put the baking basket on it.

Put the chopped pork leg on top.

After the cassava porridge in the pot is cooked, you can use the heat from the stove to rewarm the pork leg.

Mu Qing wove the basket, and carefully buckled it onto the barrel from time to time, trying to see the size of the basket.

The two were busy with their own business, and neither spoke.

For a while, the camp was very quiet.

The king was not used to it, so he looked up at Mu Qing, then at Yan Shu.

Finally, he bowed his head silently and continued to eat his own mouse.

"Ready to eat."

After a while, Yan Shu put the cooked cassava porridge on the table.

Open the lid and turn it around with a bamboo spoon to let the heat in the pot dissipate better.

"Okay, I'll be fine soon."

Muqing is already finishing the basket, weaving the top circle.

Finishing touches done.

Mu Qing put the basket aside, kneading the other palm with one hand.

"give me."

Yan Shu stretched out his tender little hand and said to Mu Qing.

"Ok?"

Mu Qing was puzzled.

Yan Shu pursed his lips in disgust, pulled Mu Qing's palm, and kneaded it gently.

【Ah, I'm sour. 】

[I am so envious of being able to enjoy Master Shu's one-on-one battle. 】

【Master Shu is so serious and looks so considerate. 】

[It must be very comfortable, Master Shu must know some professional massage or massage techniques. 】

[After all, it was passed down from the ancestors, even if it was not passed on to my father-in-law, I would still learn a little bit. 】

[Shameless?Do you want to face?Just call my father-in-law Laozhangren. 】

[Looking at Master Mu's expression, something is wrong. 】

"what!"

"hiss!"

"Ouch."

"Easy, light."

Muqing grinned slightly, and said as calmly as possible.

Chapter 231 Make a Soap

"Isn't it? I didn't even try hard." Yan Shu said with a smile.

"Take it easy, take it easy." Mu Qing tried to pull his hand back with a bitter face.

fail.

I seriously suspect that Yan Shu is taking this opportunity to take revenge for what he just called her a "stupid girl".

"Okay, shake your hands and feel it."

After pinching for a few more minutes, Yan Shu let go of his hand and said.

Mu Qing retracted his hand, and shook it lightly.

He flicked the other hand that had not been pressed.

"Wow, it's very comfortable."

"Although it hurts a bit when pinching, but after pinching, the whole palm feels a lot looser."

"Ah, I suddenly feel that the other hand is so heavy." Mu Qing frowned, and stretched out the other hand pretending to be pitiful.

Yan Shu took it with a smile, lowered his head and continued kneading.

Mu Qing's face once again showed the strong and patient expression just now.

【Hahahaha, Master Mu's expression made me laugh so hard. 】

【This is called pain and happiness. 】

[It should be happy after the pain, but it really hurts when pinched. 】

[I often go to squeeze my back, and I hear the crying father and mother in the next room. 】

[Student in front, are you sure the neighbor next door was pinched? 】

[Crying for father and mother must be pinched, but not necessarily for howling. 】

Knead the other hand.

Mu Qing shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly felt sore and stiff from his arms to his shoulders.

"Hey Hey."

Mu Qing smiled and looked at Yan Shu flatteringly.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shu looked at him warily.

"What else needs to be done in the afternoon, just tell me and I will do it."

"You just sit here, pet the cat, and then direct me." Mu Qing said with a smile.

"There is nothing to be diligent about, either a traitor or a thief."