On the second day of the wedding, the comatose husband was awakened by anger

After dinner, Xu Yanche took He Qing's hand and walked around in the woods.

From time to time, I looked up to see if there were any bird nests in the trees.

I walked for half an hour and didn't find a bird's nest.

Xu Yanche stroked his chin and thought: "Could it be that the production crew cleared them out in advance? That must be the case."

Director Wang, who was sitting in the villa, was silent after watching what Xu Yanche said in the live broadcast room: "..." Slander, blatant slander.

Xu Yanche came to a big tree and patted it.

"A good tree, suitable for hanging."

He Qing pinched Xu Yanche's mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Xu Yanche slapped He Qing's hand away: "You stay down there, I think I heard the sound of pheasants, I'll go up and take a look."

After saying that, he started climbing the tree very quickly.

Climbing very fast.

It climbed up the tree in a short while.

Xu Yanche sat on the tree trunk and looked around.

I saw a pheasant in a haystack.

The pheasant looked like it was laying eggs.

Xu Yanche took out a slingshot and a stone from his pocket.

He placed the stone on the rubber band of the slingshot and squinted his eyes to aim at the pheasant that was foraging in the distance.

Hold your breath, then quickly let go, and the stone will fly out like lightning.

The stone hit the pheasant's head accurately.

The pheasant was knocked unconscious.

Before he passed out, he let out a shrill scream.

Xu Yanche happily pointed to He Qing who was standing under the tree, in the direction of the pheasant: "Qingqing baby, the pheasant is over there, hurry up, let's go over and pick up the pheasant."

As he spoke, he quickly climbed down the tree.

The movement of getting down the tree looked very flexible.

It seems that he climbs trees frequently.

He Qing picked up the unconscious pheasant according to the location Xu Yanche pointed.

Quite heavy.

There were three eggs under the pheasant's body. There were originally four, but one was broken.

Xu Yanche ran over here happily: "How's it going? Did you catch any pheasant eggs?"

He Qing wiped the three pheasant eggs with toilet paper and handed them to Xu Yanche: "Yes, three. Shall we continue shopping?"

Xu Yanche was very happy touching the still warm pheasant eggs, and waved his hand: "My beloved concubine, I will make you braised pheasant."

He Qing: "Okay."

Whatever my wife wants to do, I can just accompany her.

Anyway, the reason I came to participate in this program is to bring my wife out to relax.

"Qingqing baby, can you kill a chicken?"

He Qing shook his head: "No."

Xu Yanche: "Then I'll kill the chicken later, you go boil water, it'll be needed when I pluck the feathers."

[Qingqing is such a delicate baby. It is better not to let He Qing see the bloody scene of killing the chicken, lest it leave a trauma on him.]

He Qing really wanted to say that I was not that delicate.

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After returning to the place where the tent was set up.

Xu Yanche saw that other people’s tents were gone, and their belongings were gone too.

Somewhat surprised.

"Are they not going to set up camp here tonight?"

He Qing took out a kitchen knife from his bag: "Well, they went hiking and may stay on the mountain at night. If Yanyan wants to go, we can pack up and go too."

Xu Yanche refused without even thinking: "No, we only have one pheasant. If we run into them, we will have to share it. That way we will have less meat to eat. No, no, no."

This is meat, it cannot be shared with others easily.

And there was only one, it was not enough for the two of them, and they had to share it with others, but he didn't want it.

"What's wrong, Qingqing baby, do you want to go?"

He Qing didn't expect this answer and was silent for a moment.

"No, I'll go boil some water first."

The sea water was set on fire.

After boiling.

Two people were carrying hot water.

He carried the pheasant and the knife to the beach and began to sharpen the knife to kill the pheasant.

Du Heng originally came to the beach to wash his face. It’s cool here under the tree.

As soon as I squatted down by the sea, I saw Xu Yanche killing a chicken with a ferocious look.

Xu Yanche held the chicken by the wings and neck and found a good position.

Use a knife to cut the pheasant's neck and start bleeding.

The blood dyed the sea red.

The smell of blood spread.

If you don't know, you might think this is a murder scene.

The pheasant flapped its wings and then became still.

Because the pheasant flapped its wings a few times, a few drops of blood splashed onto Du Heng's face.

Du Heng's face turned pale with fright.

“Ahhhhh, murder.”

Xu Yanche saw that the blood had almost been drained out.

Place the chicken in hot water.

Prepare to perm and then pluck.

Originally everything was going on in an orderly manner.

He Qing squatted aside and watched carefully.

But the two were frightened by Du Heng's howl.

Xu Yanche stood up with a knife in his hand and looked towards Du Heng: "Who killed someone?"

[Someone actually killed someone. This is really too much. Is there any law left? 】

But Du Heng looked at the way he held the knife.

There was still chicken blood dripping from the knife.

He was so scared that he stood up and ran away immediately.

It looked like a wolf was chasing him.

Xu Yanche was a little confused: “???” What was going on?

He looked around and didn't see anyone killing anyone or burying a body.

He Qing turned over the pheasant's body with a branch: "Maybe he was scared when he saw Yanyan killing a chicken, so he shouted without seeing clearly. Did Yanyan pluck the feathers after burning it?"

It was the first time He Qing watched a chicken being slaughtered and he felt a little curious.

And he didn't like his wife to pay too much attention to others.

Especially someone who is not even one-tenth as good as him.

Xu Yanche felt that what He Qing said made sense.

"I didn't expect this movie star was afraid of killing chickens."

He Qing: "Maybe he's just a little timid. Why did he have to boil water?"

Xu Yanche washed the blood off the knife, and seeing that the hair was almost burned, he began to pluck it: "Because it's smoother to pluck the hair this way, don't you see it's very easy? Just pluck it gently and it will fall off."

He Qing saw how easy it was for Xu Yanche to pluck the hair, so he reached out and tried it too. It was really easy.

"Qingqing baby, are you going to grill or braise it?"

He Qing: "Braised."

This is faster.

And from what my wife said, she wanted to eat braised food.

Xu Yanche was in a good mood: "After we finish eating, let's take our cameras and take some pictures. The scenery here is pretty good."

He Qing: "Okay."

When the time comes, take a few more photos with Yanyan, buy a photo album when you go back, print out the photos and put them in the album.

Record the time he spent with Yanyan.

After plucking the pheasant feathers.

Xu Yanche began to disembowel the pheasant's body.

"Qingqing baby, do you know what my major was in college?"

He Qing: “Archaeology.”

Xu Yanche praised He Qing: "Qingqing baby is really amazing. You guessed it all."

He Qing agreed without blushing or beating his heart.

In fact, before Xu Yanche came to the He family, his parents had conducted a brief investigation on Xu Yanche.

After he woke up, he also read Xu Yanche's investigation.

I know a little about Xu Yanche's past.

Originally, he wanted to arrange for someone to give Jinshu's ex-husband and that ungrateful son a good beating.

But his young wife acted faster than him and had already arranged for someone to clean up.

Xu Yanche sighed: "Actually, my previous thoughts were very naive. But since I had good grades, I thought that after graduation, I could just find a job in this field. It would be a stable job. But when I was about to graduate, I realized that my thoughts were too naive."

He had previously been to a cemetery site with his mentor.

His face turned pale with fright.

It wasn’t because of the situation in the cemetery, but because he saw a lot of resentment.

There are many wronged souls in that cemetery, who are buried with the owner of the cemetery.

He felt that he, a cheerful person, was not suitable for such heavy work.

I am suitable for a more cheerful job.

But reality is often cruel, and the life in those years was so stressful that he could hardly breathe.