Sister-in-law from a poor family

Chapter 7 I hold the knife, you carry the firewood

Qin Mianmian converted all his merit points into hunting ability, but the number of points for this ability only increased to 36.

The place she went to was not far away. After all, she was not familiar with it. If she went too far, she was afraid that she would not be able to find her way back.

On a small hill not far from Fu's house, Qin Mianmian took a fancy to a vine on the roadside as soon as he walked onto a path.

"This vine grows so well, it should be very useful for braiding a noose." She said subconsciously.

After saying this, she finally came back to her senses and realized that this braided rope was also part of the hunting skills.

She had never come into contact with this kind of vine before, let alone how it could be woven into a noose.

Not to mention making it up, she had never seen it before.

With a rough knitting method in mind, she decided to follow her instinct for hunting ability and knit the noose first.

Fortunately, she was careful when she went out and took a hatchet. Now she had the tools to chop down the vine.

But before her knife fell, a huge black shadow appeared behind her.

The sun was scorching hot in the sky, and Qin Mianmian immediately felt that the sky was cloudy after the black shadow appeared.

Looking back, it turned out that the unshaven Fu Jingbo had followed him at some point.

"Don't stand behind me. The back of my knife can easily hit you when I'm cutting something." Qin Mianmian pinched her eyebrows and said angrily.

She also guessed that Fu Chen was probably worried, so she asked this guy to follow her.

Although he may not be very smart, and there is clear stupidity in his eyes, his size is there.

Having such a big and strong person by your side seems to make you feel more at ease.

But!The prerequisite for feeling safe is that the person can understand what you are saying.

This Fu Jingbo, after hearing what she said, it was as if he heard a gust of wind blowing. He didn't react at all and just stood so tightly behind her.

If her sword were swung higher, the back of the sword would definitely hit his head or his shoulder.

"Fu Jingbo?" She frowned and tried to communicate with him by calling his name.

The unshaven man lowered his eyes and took a step forward as if he didn't hear.

Just when Qin Mianmian lamented that it was difficult to communicate with him, her hand was empty, and it was Fu Jingbo who took the hatchet from her hand.

Not only did he take the hatchet, he also gently pulled Qin Mianmian and pushed her back.

The force was well controlled. Qin Mianmian only subconsciously took two steps back, and did not stagger to the point of almost falling.

Before she could say anything, she saw Fu Jingbo, whom everyone called a fool, wielding a hatchet to chop down a stray tree next to the vine she had been looking at for a long time.

That piece of miscellaneous wood was about as thick as Qin Mianmian's arm and quite tall. If it was laid down and chopped into several sections, two of this size would be enough to make a bundle of firewood.

Fu Jingbo waved his hatchet, but in just five or six strokes, more than half of the piece of wood was broken off.

He raised his foot and kicked it over. The tree fell to the ground with a sound, and then he pulled it out, trimmed off the excess branches, and divided it into several sections. This movement was done quickly and in one go, and it didn't look like something that could be done by someone with intellectual disabilities.

Qin Mianmian couldn't help but applaud: "That's great, but is there a possibility that what I want is not this firewood?"

She said with a smile, softening her tone as if coaxing a child.

In her opinion, Fu Jingbo was a bomb that could explode at any time, especially after seeing his fierceness when chopping firewood.

Could this guy have the super-male syndrome that she had heard of in her previous life?

This kind of person is usually simple-minded, but has an extremely irritable personality and has extremely high force value.

At present, except for Fu Jingbo's irritable personality, everything else seems to fit the bill.She was thinking about this as she spoke, and naturally softened her tone for fear of irritating him.

Anyway, I can help the Fu family pay off their debts and then leave, so it won't be difficult to endure it for a few days.

"This?" Fu Jingbo was stunned for a moment after hearing her words, and then pointed to the vine she had been looking at just now.

He can actually understand his own words!

Qin Mianmian felt happy and nodded quickly.

"Ah."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Jingbo wielded the hatchet and chopped at the vine again.

After a while, the vine was pulled down by him.

What is the name of this vine? Qin Mianmian really can't pronounce the name, but it is indeed flexible, just a little harder than hemp rope, and it is very strong and will not break no matter how twisted it is.

Based on the image in her mind, she first cut the vine into several sections with a knife, then put the knife next to her and started weaving the noose.

The method of braiding this rope is quite complicated. It is twisted and twisted, and finally it is tied into a slip knot.

As long as you touch any position of the rope loop and pull forward, the rope loop will tighten under the force.

The premise is that one end of the rope loop must be fixed.

While she was making it up, she felt that there was such a magical way to hunt.In the past, when watching hunting in movies and TV shows, people would shoot with a bow.

She busily knitted a few nooses, and when she looked up again, Fu Jingbo had already chopped several more firewood and was busy shaving the branches there.

She couldn't help but curl her lips. Apart from his low intelligence, this man was actually quite capable.

Why can my family be so poor despite being so capable? I still have to borrow money from others, and the house is still so dilapidated.

Sighing, she stood up and placed the noose in several different places according to the method in her mind.

Because she was not familiar with this place, she didn't dare to go far. She just wanted to give it a try to see if she could catch anything with this noose.

Fu Jingbo tied up all the firewood he chopped while she was putting the noose on. In such a short time, he actually chopped three bundles of firewood.

"It's amazing, it's great." She clapped her hands and praised as if coaxing a child.

Fu Jingbo, who was bending down and busy picking up two bundles of firewood with a relatively long firewood, raised his head and glanced at her, his eyes seemed a little confused.

Qin Mianmian was embarrassed to talk to such a strong man in a coaxing tone, but when she looked into his eyes, she felt even more depressed. She couldn't help but touch her nose.

Fortunately, Fu Jingbo didn't look at her for long before he immediately picked up the firewood and said to Qin Mianmian, "Let's go."

Is he letting himself go ahead?
So I held the knife and you carried the firewood, and they walked in tandem.

After walking a short distance, there was a faint sound of crying in front of me.

He hummed like a child.

Qin Mianmian frowned. Someone's child couldn't have fallen.

Merit points!

She seemed to hear that the merit points were always +1+1!

The steps under her feet couldn't help but become faster. The merit points were waiting for her!
She was running so fast for points that she didn't even notice that Fu Jingbo behind her was carrying two bundles of firewood and was able to keep up steadily.

After jogging for a few steps, Qin Mianmian determined the direction from which the crying came, which was beside a path.Looking closer, there is a slope as high as two people next to it. The thatch on the slope has traces of rolling, and there is a backpack at the bottom of the slope.

(End of this chapter)