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Shu Changyu's beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and she reacted violently: "What are you doing?!"

Song Yan came back to her senses and realized what she had done just now. She blushed and felt ashamed. She quickly bowed her head and admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

Shu Changyu uttered a cold "Ha".

Song Yan looked embarrassed and he swore that he really didn't mean it.

He didn't understand why he always acted stupidly in front of the heroine.

He now seriously suspected that the author had made the original owner too stupid, and even he was influenced by the original owner.

Shu Changyu stared at him for a while and saw that his eyes were clear and without any evil thoughts, and he didn't look like he was trying to seduce her.

Could it be that this guy is disguising himself too well?

He said impatiently: "Okay, if you keep dawdling, the wound will heal."

As he said that, he snatched the leaves containing medicinal herbs from Song Yan's hand, pressed them on her arm with a "snap", then pulled off her sleeve and left her alone.

Seeing his rough movements, Song Yan said hurriedly, "This won't work. It will fall off."

It was the same thing when he had a head injury before. He just applied the herbs to the wound and left it alone.

When he went to sleep, he found that the herbs applied on the wound had almost fallen off.

"You wait."

Song Yan grabbed the corner of his clothes and wanted to tear off a piece to use as a bandage, just like in TV dramas.

He grabbed the hem of the clothes with both hands and tore it apart with force.

Song Yan grabbed the hem of her clothes and wanted to tear off a piece of them to use as a bandage, just like what was shown on TV.

He grabbed the hem of the clothes with both hands and tore it hard.

Torn, but not ripped.

Well, this is embarrassing.

Shu Changyu's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, as if to say, is this all you're capable of?

Song Yan scratched his ear and looked around and said, "Go out and look for some straw rope."

At this time, Shu Changyu reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled it gently. With a "rip" sound, the hem of his clothes was torn into strips.

After a long strange silence, Song Yan said, "Thank you."

Then he picked up the strip of cloth and carefully wrapped it around Shu Changyu's arm, muttering, "I don't know if it will leave a scar."

Shu Changyu didn't care: "It's okay if it leaves a scar."

Song Yan's eyes showed disapproval, how could that be possible?

When he got back, he asked Doctor Zhang for some healing medicine.

If such a beautiful girl had a scar on her arm, I wonder if the male protagonist would be disgusted when he sees her in the future.

It shouldn’t be, the hero comes from an aristocratic family, but he has a gentle personality and is very obedient to the heroine.

Only someone as gentle as the male protagonist could tolerate Shu Changyu's bad temper.

Having said that, the novel describes the heroine as having a cold exterior but a warm heart, but now look at Shu Changyu who has a stern face in front of him.

Is there something wrong?

While thinking about something, he grabbed the cloth strip and wrapped it around Shu Changyu's arm several times, and finally tied a beautiful bow.

"All right."

Shu Changyu stared at the bow for a few seconds, with a hint of disgust, then put down his sleeves, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Song Yan suddenly thought of something, and he said, "With your hand injured like this, can you still hunt?"

The corners of Song Yan's mouth turned down slightly, and he couldn't help looking a little dejected.

It seems that everything has gone wrong since the beginning of the day. I went home and looked at the almanac to see if it would be a bad day to go out.

He said sadly, "Why don't we go back?"

Shu Changyu raised his eyes and looked at him with his head drooping like a puppy. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It's just that his hand is injured, not broken."

Song Yan looked up in confusion: "Huh?"

"Let's go." Shu Changyu left these two words and walked forward.

Song Yan reacted a little slowly and followed him. Looking at the mud spots on his clothes, it was like ink stains accidentally dripped onto a pure canvas, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He hesitated and said, "Aren't we going back?"

Shu Changyu asked, "Don't you want to go hunting?"

Song Yan said: "It doesn't matter if I can't catch any prey. I just wanted to join in the fun."

Shu Changyu said nothing more and continued walking forward.

The ancient trees are towering, blocking out the sun, and the sunlight can only shine through the gaps in the treetops, casting mottled shadows.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the grass next to him moving. His heart suddenly tightened, and then a small animal jumped out of the grass.

He was pleasantly surprised: "It's a rabbit."

Shu Changyu glanced back and said, "You want it?"

If he caught them now, he would have to carry them for a whole day. Song Yan said, "Forget it, I'll catch a few more when I get back."

He wanted to catch a few live rabbits and take them back to raise, but wild rabbits are very fierce and difficult to raise.

Just think about it and give up.

Walking inside, in addition to rabbits, there are also some small animals such as pheasants, and even a group of sheep in the distance, but I didn’t see any medicinal herbs such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.

Song Yan looked at the sheep, and after enduring for a while, he finally asked, "Aren't we going to catch them?"

Shu Changyu said slowly: "Don't worry."

The surroundings were quiet and serene, with occasional sounds of birds singing and the whistling of the wind. The thick rotten leaves underfoot made a rustling sound.

Song Yan couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"

Shu Changyu raised his scallion-like fingers and tapped his lips: "Shh."

Song Yan quickly shut her mouth.

After walking for a while, the view suddenly became wider.

There was a valley in front of me!

The winding and undulating outline of the valley is clearly visible in the bright sunshine.

Colorful flowers are blooming all over the mountains. From a distance, it looks like a colorful blanket spread over the valley.

The air in the valley is pure, fresh, slightly humid, and filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the rustic scent of earth.

Song Yan exclaimed: "I didn't expect there would be such beautiful scenery in the mountains."

Aren't we here to hunt? Why are we here to enjoy the scenery?

Song Yan thought so in her mind and asked unconsciously.

Shu Changyu asked him: "Aren't you hungry?"

Song Yan looked up at the sky and estimated that it was noon.

I didn't do anything all morning and it was already noon.

Time flies by so fast.

He was just about to say that there was still some scallion pancakes in his backpack that he hadn't finished eating.

Shu Changyu was seen walking slowly towards the valley, his shoes accidentally stepping on some blooming wild flowers, causing the branches to break.

In the center of the valley, there is a clear stream, winding and flowing, and the water surface sparkles silver in the sun, like a flowing silver ribbon.

The brook gurgles, making a clear sound.

Looking more closely, there are more than a dozen small fish the size of a palm swimming slowly in the clear stream.

There are fish?

Shu Changyu said, "Go catch some fish and have them for lunch."

Song Yan couldn't help but said, "I will obey the orders of the young lady."

Shu Changyu said coldly: "Are you tired of living?"

Song Yan quickly said, "It's just a joke, don't be angry, I'll go catch the fish right away."

He took out the hatchet and scallion pancake from his backpack, then took off his shoes and socks and walked into the stream.

He took the backpack, dug it into the water, and caught a few fish.

This backpack is really useful. It can be used to carry things and can also be used as a fish basket.

Looking at the fish inside, they are slender in shape, with small scales that are closely arranged, reflecting a silvery-white luster.

It turned out to be whitebait.

It was normal that he didn't recognize it as a silverfish on the shore, because it is rare to see palm-sized silverfish in modern times.

The silverfish available on the market are only as long as a finger.

Whitebait often live in clear streams or lakes, and it is unknown how many years the whitebait in this valley have lived.

But in the end, it couldn't escape the fate of being eaten.

The meat of whitebait is soft and tender, delicious, and has no hard bones, making it perfect for making sashimi.

Shu Changyu picked up some dry branches from nearby, and just as he was about to make a fire, he paused.

Song Yan understood immediately and asked with a smile, "Didn't you bring a fire starter?"

He rolled up his sleeves and said confidently, "I'll do it."

Shu Changyu asked, "Did you bring it?"

Song Yan said confidently, "No."

Then he said, "But I can make fire by rubbing two sticks together."