I have been farming since I crossed over.

Just as the tall and thin figure was about to turn around, a silver bell-like voice suddenly rang out, saying, "Brother Zheng, these are too much. We can't finish them. Why don't you take them back and eat them? Everyone in your family needs to be well nourished so that they can get better quickly."

The tall, thin figure listened to the clear sound, and his heart, which had been pure and aloof for twenty years, suddenly found a place to settle down and was filled to the brim. This sound suddenly made him burst with energy, like a fish on the verge of death from thirst suddenly encountering a clear spring, and suddenly came back to life.

The tall and thin figure did not move. He jumped onto a big tree nearby, found a comfortable place, sat down, and stared at the little girl's every frown and smile from afar, looking at her infatuatedly for a long time without saying a word.

By the stream, Yang Mingxi instructed her third and fourth brothers to stir the fire and flip the fish to prevent it from getting burnt. She squatted beside Zheng Huairen, watching him concentrate on preparing the pheasant. His smooth and flowing movements fascinated Yang Mingxi, whose eyes sparkled and her drool was practically dripping from her silly grin.

The scene reminded Yang Mingxi of her former husband. Every time he returned home, he would always stew one of the free-range chickens his mother-in-law had painstakingly raised for him. If time allowed, he'd kill another, chop it up, and bring it back to the city, along with some glutinous rice cakes and chili peppers, to make spicy chicken for him. Whenever he prepared the chicken, she'd squat beside him. When she was in a good mood, she'd help him pluck the feathers. When she wasn't, she'd squat beside him, tugging on his ears, pulling on his hands, causing little nuisance, watching him fumble and fumble. As she watched, her husband's figure gradually overlapped with the man before her. Involuntarily, Yang Mingxi stood up, ready to throw herself into his arms and enjoy herself on his lap. Suddenly, a pheasant fluttered past Yang Mingxi's head, barely standing up. The startle startled her, and her thoughts returned.

Looking at herself half a step away from Zheng Huairen, Yang Mingxi blushed, took a few steps back, and said awkwardly: "Brother Zheng, is the pheasant ready? I'll take it over and roast it first."

Zheng Huairen washed the two processed pheasants in the river water, handed them to Yang Mingxi and said, "It's done, take it! I'll deal with the rabbit, it's easy, you don't have to come over." Zheng Huairen was thinking about the scene of skinning the rabbit in a while, so in order not to scare Yang Mingxi, he said this.

Yang Mingxi nodded and said, "Okay, then Brother Zheng, please hurry up. The fish is almost cooked and we can eat it when you come over." Then he carried two pheasants to the campfire, sprinkled a little salt on the chickens, and also forked them with branches and roasted them over the fire.

Yang Mingxi checked the fish and found that it was ready to eat. She took it off and sprinkled some seasoning on it, then roasted it for a while. When she saw Zheng Huairen coming over with two hares, she quickly put the fish away and placed it on the stone next to her to make room to roast the hares.

Following the same method, Yang Mingxi roasted the hare as well. He had four steamed buns left over from the morning meal. He also used branches to skewer them and slowly roasted them over the fire. When the buns were ready, Yang Mingxi gave each person a bun and a fish. Just as he was about to eat his own, he noticed that one of the fish he had placed on the stone next to him was missing.

As Yang Mingxi prepared the fish, she thought, Yang Minghao was being stingy, only catching eight, two per person. If they were good, it wouldn't be enough to eat in one sitting. When she'd taken them off the fire just now, there were also eight. Had she misremembered, or had Yang Minghao secretly taken some and eaten them? Yang Mingxi glanced at Yang Minghao, who was enjoying his meal, and swallowed back the question she was about to ask. At worst, she could skip one, and with the pheasant and rabbit, she'd definitely be full. So she grabbed a steamed bun and slowly devoured the grilled fish, taking small bites.

The tall and thin figure who had just stolen the fish smelled the delicious aroma and started eating it in big mouthfuls. Halfway through, he slowed down and said, smacking his lips, "It tastes really good. This is something that people should eat."

The man in black stared at Yang Mingxi for a long moment. Then he patted her head and said, "Master, that little girl is the same family that carried our wild boar last time. She was the one who almost discovered our hiding place."

The tall, thin figure looked up at Yang Mingxi again. He couldn't sense his inner strength. Could it be that he was born with a keen sense? So he asked, "Has your ability declined? Do you want to go back and practice?"

The man in black was so frightened that he nodded quickly and said, "Master, you know my abilities best. That little girl is either a master or knows about our existence? Look at the fish I just stole. She noticed it but didn't say anything."

The tall, thin figure nodded, then continued to eat the delicious grilled fish. He was often away from home, and he would grill some game, but why was the taste so different? What he had eaten these years was worse than even animals!

Yang Mingxi was concentrating on eating the fish in her hand when she suddenly felt someone was looking at her. The feeling was very familiar, just like the feeling she had on the night of killing the wild boar. Her heart skipped a beat, wondering if someone was watching her!

Yang Mingxi continued to eat the fish and steamed buns, but subconsciously she was already searching for the source of this feeling. Before Yang Mingxi could discover anything, Zheng Huairen came to her side with a large leaf and said, "Miss Yang Qi, I've removed the bones from this fish. I'll give you this and I'll eat yours." As he spoke, he took the fish Yang Mingxi had taken a few bites of and continued eating.

Yang Mingxi looked up at Zheng Huairen and was about to say that she had bitten it with her mouth when she saw Zheng Huairen bite the place where she had just bitten it and slowly began to eat it. Yang Mingxi blushed. They were kissing indirectly.

"Miss Yang Qi, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is your face so red?" Zheng Huairen had suddenly appeared beside Yang Mingxi and asked while reaching out to touch her forehead.

Yang Mingxi tilted her head back, missing the hand that Zheng Huairen extended. "I'm not feeling unwell, just a little hot. How does the fish taste? Thank you for picking out the fish bones for me."

Zheng Huairen smiled wickedly and said, "This is the most delicious fish I have ever eaten, just like you."

Yang Mingxi couldn't hear clearly and asked while eating fish, "What did you say? What do you mean by the same as me?"

Zheng Huairen shook his head and said nothing, but he was thinking in his heart: "This fish is as delicious as you, and I am fascinated by it. I don't know when I can eat it..."

Yang Mingxi looked at the silent Zheng Huairen. She had just finished eating the fish in her hand, so she stood up and was about to go over to see how the pheasant and rabbit were roasted. She saw a pheasant flying towards her from afar, so she quickly reached out to catch it. The pheasant, which weighed more than five kilograms, was caught in Yang Mingxi's hand, and she was so happy that she danced with joy.

Yang Mingxi found some wild grass to tie up the fat pheasant and placed it next to the campfire. Then he turned over the roasted pheasant and hare, and found that they were cooked. He called them over to eat quickly.

Yang Minghao came running over. Yang Mingxi picked up a pheasant and handed it to him, saying, "Give half to Third Brother." Then she handed the other to Zheng Huairen and said, "Brother Zheng, you eat this one."

Zheng Huairen took the roasted pheasant, pulled off a chicken thigh with both hands, and handed it to Yang Mingxi, saying: "The meat here is the most tender. Eat it slowly. I'll save the other one for you."

Yang Mingxi shook her head and said, "No, I'm full. You can eat it yourself."

Yang Minghao was just regretting why he hadn't thought of picking out the fish bones for his third sister. Just as he was about to give the chicken thigh to his third sister, that annoying guy got there first. It was really annoying. Just then, Yang Minghao heard Yang Mingxi's voice saying no, and quickly handed over his own chicken thigh, saying, "Third sister, have this."

Before Yang Mingxi could say anything, a chicken drumstick blocked her mouth. Then she heard Zheng Huairen say, "You should keep yours. Give mine to Miss Yang Qi. Eat more so you can have enough strength to go home later."

Yang Mingxi quickly reached out to grab the pheasant leg. When Zheng Huairen's hand left, he scratched Yang Mingxi's lips, which made Yang Mingxi almost vomit the chicken leg.

Zheng Huairen licked the edge of his mouth as if nothing had happened, and then continued to eat the rest of the pheasant. Yang Mingxi realized belatedly that she was being teased again.