The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 201 No one can do it except Zijin 1
"Hey! Hey! People over there, can you hear me?" She hugged the tree trunk with one hand and waved towards the figure with the other.

But the man didn't hear Ran Zijin's cry, he still bowed his head down and didn't know what he was looking for on the ground.

"Zijin, be careful, don't fall!" Leng Muxuan nervously threw the saber and stood under the tree looking at Ran Zijin on the tree, always ready to catch her if she fell.

"I'm fine." Xu Shi met someone and had hope. Ran Zijin was overly excited and stimulated the potential in her body. She, who had never climbed a tree before, slipped down from the tree nimbly and plunged into the cold. In Mu Xuan's arms, "Mu Xuan, we met someone!"

Leng Muxuan was amazed that she descended the tree so skillfully and neatly, he took her hand worriedly and looked at it, and smiled reassuringly until he was sure that she was not injured.

"Well, we met someone." He brushed her messy hair, cut off a vine from one side of the plant, and tied her into a beautiful ponytail.

The part of her hair that was tied had been scraped off by a tree branch long ago, and a rubber band was pulled off and disappeared. Her long hair was scattered like that, and there were leaves and scum on it. Leng Muxuan felt extremely uncomfortable. His son Jin actually suffered so much for him.

After he tied up her hair, Ran Zijin took his arm and said, "Mu Xuan, let's go over and have a look and ask that man how to get out of the forest, okay?"

"Yeah. You wait here for me, I'll just ask." Leng Muxuan cut off a branch and put it on the root of a big tree, and told Ran Zijin to sit on it before he walked towards that person.

When he got closer, he realized that it was an old woman, about 80 years old, but her body was very strong, otherwise she would not be picking something like fungus in this mountain forest by herself.

"Old man!" Leng Muxuan bent over and shouted to the old woman under a large frame of wild grape vines.

The old man still didn't hear it, and kept bending over to pick up the things he wanted from the ground.

"Old man!" Leng Muxuan didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of scaring people, so he could only slightly tug on a vine extending from the vine.

"Yo!" The old woman was taken aback by the sound of the pull, she turned her head and held up the sickle, and saw that it was someone who held her heart and let it go, "Why did such a person appear in this big forest?"

She observed Leng Muxuan carefully, such a foreign-looking person was definitely not a blind date near this mountain, she thought he was someone who went into the mountain to hunt and got lost, so she asked him: "Are you here to hunt in this mountain? Right? If you want to go out, just wait for me to go together."

"There's no way here?" Leng Muxuan always had that cold look towards everyone, even if he was begging for help at the moment, he just slowed down his tone and didn't change his overbearing look.

"No. Through the forest." The old woman was also intimidated by his aura, staring at him blankly, not daring to move.

"When are you going back? How far is it down the mountain?" Leng Muxuan only paid attention to what he cared about, and didn't wonder why an old woman appeared in this mountain.

"I'm going to go back when I'm done picking this basket, but it'll be full soon. It will take about three hours to go out of the mountain." The old woman had to walk so long to enter the mountain, she didn't think He walked slowly, so he answered Leng Muxuan directly.

"Mu Xuan! How's it going?" Ran Zijin could see the two people over there, but couldn't hear what they said clearly, so he called Leng Muxuan worriedly to ask about the situation.

"Eh? There's someone else? Why does this voice sound so familiar?" The old woman heard Ran Zijin's voice at this moment, and she pulled the plaid veil on her head and said suspiciously. "Your woman?"

Leng Muxuan nodded, then shook his head again. Although Ran Zijin already belonged to him completely, she was not married to him after all, so she was not his woman in the true sense.

In fact, his understanding is too narrow. People in this mountain say so-and-so's woman, which actually includes your girlfriend, your daughter-in-law, and your wife. It's just that he doesn't know it.

"Girl, we can go out, don't worry." The old woman was kind and generous, even though she didn't see Ran Zijin, she still shouted to her.

"Okay, thank you!" Ran Zijin stood up excitedly when he heard that he could leave the mountain, and walked towards Leng Muxuan and the others.

When she got closer, she couldn't help being surprised when she saw the old woman clearly, "Grandma, why are you here? This mountain..."

The mountain is so big, an old woman in her [-]s is here to pick game by herself, Ran Zijin admires her so much.

"Yo! It's you, girl!" The old woman looked at Ran Zijin with a smile. Isn't this just buying her shepherd's purse and bracken with good intentions and giving her 50 yuan for a girl who she didn't ask her to find!

"Grandma, what are you picking?" Ran Zijin asked curiously, looking at the dark things in her back basket.

"I don't know what people in your city call this, but people here just bark. I call them wild fungus. It's the humid place in the mountains, or after it rains, the ground grows by itself." The old woman met Ran Zijin Very happy, I walked out from under the wild grape vines with a basket on my back. "Girl, I'm lost, are you starving? Let's go, let's go to the spacious place over there. I have steamed buns here, you guys eat some first."

"Who is she?" Leng Muxuan pulled Ran Zijin and followed the old woman. Just now he wondered how she knew this mountain person.

"Muxuan, don't worry, she met at my market." Ran Zijin could see the guard against the old lady in Leng Muxuan's eyes, and explained it to him.

Leng Muxuan was relieved after hearing this, but he still didn't hide his cold aura from the old man.

Ran Zijin didn't say anything about him, knowing that he was used to it and was forced by the environment he lived in since he was a child.

"Girl, come, have some steamed buns." The old lady dug out a cloth bag from the bottom of the basket, took out two cracked steamed buns and handed them to Ran Zijin and one to Leng Muxuan.

Ran Zijin took it and took a bite, but seeing Leng Muxuan holding the steamed bun and looking at it for a long time, he held his wrist with a smile, "Mu Xuan, eat! It's okay! Only when you are full will you have the strength to go out! "

After finishing speaking, she took another bite of the dry steamed bun, smiled at Leng Muxuan, and told him: Look, it's not that hard to swallow. Although it doesn't look good, it tastes good!

Seeing how delicious her food was, Leng Muxuan frowned, looked down at the black and somewhat yellowed steamed bun in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took a small bite slowly.

After he took a bite, the taste was a bit sour, a bit musty, and some unexplainable mixed taste, which made him almost spit it out, but he saw Ran Zijin looking at him all the time, so he ate it. Forcibly swallowed down.

"Steamed buns are coarse grains, more nutritious than bird eggs, and you will feel stronger after eating them." Ran Zijin smiled and continued to eat dry steamed buns, eating happily.

What kind of dry steamed buns are these? When she was a child, she lived in an orphanage with poor living conditions. She often couldn’t eat anything. Sometimes Mama Gu would go to the restaurant to ask those people to eat the rest of the meal and put it in the pot when they came back. Boil it, wash it, cook it again, and tell the children to eat it.

It took about one or two years like that before the orphanage was subsidized, and the children's food problem was finally solved, so they didn't eat the food they wanted.

Ran Zijin didn't tell Leng Muxuan these things, not because he was embarrassed, but because he didn't want him to feel sorry for her.

But Leng Muxuan already discovered what kind of life she lived in the past just from the fact that she was able to eat this kind of steamed bun.

(End of this chapter)