After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Before Feng Yin could explain, Cheng Yanqiu appeared with a trumpet.

[My wife is not willing to cut me into pieces! 】

[Cheng Yanqiu, your love brain is serious again! 】

[No, if you two don’t go on your honeymoon, why are you going to the south and the north! 】

Feng Yin in the camera, wearing a smart camouflage uniform and carrying a large backpack on his back, followed an old man into the deep mountains and forests.

"How can a honeymoon be as good as pursuing a career!"

"I won't broadcast live, what are you watching? What do you want me to do!"

Feng Yin went into the mountain by himself, without Li Sanyi and Zhang Boer.

She followed Mr. Lin closely, never falling behind or complaining, and chatting with netizens from time to time.

It was the second month of the lunar calendar, and it was still winter in the north. The mountains were bare, with dry branches and uncivilized ice and snow crunching underfoot.

Netizens followed Feng Yin's footage and watched it again and again.

At the same time, they also knew what the purpose of Feng Yin's trip was.

【Logging? 】

【Mushroom hunting? 】

【Looking for ginseng? 】

This is the purpose of Feng Yin.

"Yes, this place is vast and rich in resources. There are many undeveloped places. Maybe I will be lucky enough to encounter them."

Feng Yin explained half-jokingly: "Fortunately, most animals are hibernating, otherwise I could still perform the famous scene of Wu Song fighting a tiger for you. It would be a pity."

As they walked further and further, Feng Yin really picked a lot of mushrooms.

Old man Lin in front led the way in a familiar manner towards the deepest forest, where there was a forest that was allowed to be cut down.

After entering the mountain at four o'clock and walking for three hours, Old Man Lin spoke for the first time.

"have a rest."

"okay!"

Feng Yin happily took off his backpack, sat next to Old Man Lin, and looked through the contents of the backpack. "Uncle Lin, want to eat something? I made it myself!"

What Feng Yin was holding was Shaobing with meat.

The sesame cakes are wrapped in oil paper. Outside the oil paper is a layer of aluminum-plastic insulation bag, and a warm baby is attached to the outside of the bag.

The sesame seed cakes filled with soy sauce beef were still steaming when you ate them.

Probably because Feng Yin's craftsmanship was good enough, Old Lin had some desire to talk.

"You're a little girl, why are you running into the mountains?"

"Of course it is to popularize the great rivers and mountains of our motherland! To contribute to the patriotic cause!"

After the tall man finished speaking, Feng Yin chuckled and said, "It's just for fun and fun, you can make money!"

Feng Yin wanted to get in touch with someone and get the other person's liking quickly. Under Feng Yin's humorous chat, Old Man Lin's attitude towards her improved a little bit.

After the two of them had eaten and drank, Old Man Lin took Feng Yin by his side and began to teach her how to find things in the mountains and how to identify directions.

In fact, he can sing Feng Yin, but he still listens carefully.

An old man and a young man seemed to be on an outing, picking up a lot of good things along the way.

Feng Yin's backpack has another super-tough woven bag.

In the afternoon, the two found a gurgling stream. The stream was still covered with ice and snow, and only some parts of the stream were exposed.

Feng Yin touched the water with her hands, and it was bitingly cold!

By the stream, the two of them had some hot food.

After the meal, the fire was doused by the stream. Old man Lin checked it several times before he felt relieved.

"In this mountain, the most feared thing is fire."

"I understand, you didn't even take the pipe or pot!"

After the two spent a day together, they talked a lot more casually.

"Let's go, get there before dark, the road at night is not easy!"

The two got up and continued walking. The sky was getting darker and darker. Fortunately, before it turned completely dark, the logging time arrived! (End of chapter)