It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

When he reached the lake, Wen Ai sat on the ground and started to take off his shoes.

"Don't take it off." Zhuo Yiqing walked over and put on the cloth boots half of which he had dragged back. "There are rocks in the lake, which can easily cut your feet. You can wear this to get into the water."

Wen Ai put the trouser legs into the boot mouth: "Okay."

The water quality of this small lake is good. There are many fish swimming between the rocks in the shallows, most of which are less than ten centimeters long, with a few yellow stripes growing on their backs, and the fish's heads are flat.

"Look over there." Zhuo Yiqing pointed to the fish in the water to Wen Ai, "It's all yellow spicy dices, but it's small, but it doesn't affect the taste. I'll fry you when I go back."

"Okay!" Wen Ai rolled up his sleeves excitedly, revealing his white arms, "I will catch more, anyway, fried food can withstand letting go."

Zhuo Yiqing smiled: "You can catch one first before talking about it."

Wen Ai took the fishing net into the water and walked ten steps into the lake. The clear lake water was just below his knees.

Wen Ai bent down and started catching fish. He locked the one closest to him, quickly fished it in the water with a fishing net, and took a look--

The water in the net bag hulsed back into the lake through the hole. After it was cleaned, there was nothing left at the bottom of the bag.

Wen Ai was not discouraged at all, and continued to look for the target to start, but this kind of fish catching is actually a test of skill. Wen Ai lacks experience. Despite persistent efforts, he only caught a pocket of water every time. Escaped slipperyly.

Once, twice, three times... Wen Ai finally couldn't bear it. He patted the surface of the water fiercely with a fishing net, straightened up, turned his head, and shouted at Zhuo Yiqing on the shore: "Why are you just watching? Ah! Come down and catch it for me!"

Zhuo Yiqing leaned on a big tree and joked: "Now that it is difficult to know? Didn't you just say that you want to catch a lot of them?"

"You control me." Wen Ai threw a splash of water in Zhuo Yiqing's direction, "Get down!"

"I can help you without coming down."

Zhuo Yiqing walked slowly to the shore and picked up a stone casually. As soon as he exerted force on his wrist, the stone flew straight towards Wen Ai.

Before Wen Ai could react, the stone rubbed his calf and plunged into the water. It happened to hit the flat head of a Huang Lading. After the splashed water fell back, the unfortunate Huang Lading turned his belly. Floated to the surface.

Wen Ai was dumbfounded, standing in the water without a word.

His silly appearance made Zhuo Yiqing on the shore very satisfied. When he raised his hand, he threw out several stones in succession. After a splash of water on the water surface, several fish were caught. After the seedlings, they floated up one by one, floating brightly under Wen Ai's eyelids.

Zhuo Yiqing wade through the water and walked to Wen Ai, grinning at him: "Is your brother very good?"

Wen Ai tapped the belly of a fish with his toe, and said unwillingly: "What's so amazing? You smashed them all to death. We will eat dead fish later."

Zhuo Yiqing bent down and picked up the fish floating on the water into the wooden bucket: "If you don't eat the dead, is it possible that you still want to eat and live?"

Wen Ai retorted: "I'm saying that the fish will not be fresh if they die too long."

Zhuo Yiqing lifted the heavy wooden barrel in her hand: "No, it won't take long to go back."

Wen Ai took the fishing net, pulled out his feet and walked aside: "Who said I want to go back, I want to catch it."

"Okay." Zhuo Yiqing bent down and picked up a few rocks from the lake. "How many more do you want? I'll smash it for you."

Wen Ai turned his head and glared at him: "Don't follow, you don't need your evil method, I can catch fish as well."

With that, he went further.

Zhuo Yiqing looked at his back with a dubious laugh, and threw the stone in his hand back into the water: "Go back, my little cutie despise you."

On the other side of the small lake was a towering cliff, and at first glance, it was impossible to see the top. It plunged straight into the sky.

Zhuo Yiqing returned to the shore and watched Wen Ai working in the lake from a distance. Against the backdrop of the large cliff, the whole person appeared even smaller. Bai Shengsheng's little arm waved the fishing net from time to time. The fish slipped away again, wrinkling his nose and curling his mouth.

Zhuo Yiqing's heart seemed to be touched by something, and then softened into a puddle of mud, unable to twist it.

After a while, Wen Ai suddenly ran over excitedly, and sent the fishing net in his hand to Zhuo Yiqing: "Look!"

Zhuo Yiqing lowered her head, and a big Huang Lading was flopping vigorously at the bottom of the net, and the fish's tail kept flicking.

Zhuo Yiqing applauded sincerely: "Admire and admire!"

Wen Yi Desi raised his chin at him: "I'll say I can catch it!"

Zhuo Yiqing helped him wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Is it fun to catch fish?"

Wen Ai's eyes were bright: "Fun!"

Zhuo Yiqing smiled, poured the still struggling fish into the wooden bucket, and lifted the wooden bucket: "Go! Go home and cook!"

In the morning, Xiao Se, as Zhuo Yiqing ordered yesterday, sent a complete set of condiments, along with a lot of commonly used ingredients.

With these things, Zhuo Yiqing can finally show off his skills. At noon, he cooked three dishes, deep-fried yellow spicy dices, braised yellow spicy dices, and yellow spicy dices stewed tofu.

Wen Ai sat at the table, holding an empty bowl in one hand, poking his mouth with chopsticks in the other, staring at the fish in the plate, and his saliva was about to flow to the table.

Zhuo Yiqing stood next to him and lifted his waist: "Look at how greedy you are, eat."

Wen Ai raised his chopsticks: "Then I will start!"

He excitedly picked a piece of braised fish, put it in his mouth, and squeezed it with his tongue—

Then the whole person froze.

"Why? It's so delicious that I can't speak?" Zhuo Yiqing put a bowl of fish soup in front of him, poking his forehead amusedly, "Yesterday it was because the ingredients were not complete. Today only a few dishes are available. It's my original level, isn't it — eh? Don't cry!"

Big tears smashed into the soup, Wen Ai bit her lip tightly and shed tears without saying a word.

"Stuck by a fishbone?" Zhuo Yiqing quickly opened Wen Ai's mouth, "Let me see."

Wen Ai waved his hand, cried and shook his head, tears thrown into the soup bowl.

Zhuo Yiqing took him into his arms and patted his back lightly with his hands: "That's because my soup is too weak, so you add some saltiness to it?"

Wen Ai was crying and was sad. Hearing what he said, one did not hold back his tears and smiled instantly. The nasal bubbles came out: "What nonsense, I haven't tasted this soup..."

Zhuo Yiqing used her clothes to wipe his nose: "Then you just cry and don't speak, am I not in a hurry?"

Wen Ai's eyes were red: "I, I don't know. When I eat your food, I feel very familiar and miss it."

"Familiar?" Zhuo Yiqing was a little surprised, "Then can you remember where you have eaten?"

Wen Ai shook his head: "No impression."

Zhuo Yiqing smiled and smoothed his hair: "Maybe it was eaten in the previous life, you can't forget it in this life, let's call it fate!"

Wen Ai buried his head and didn't say a word. Where did he come from his previous life? Even if he did, he, an outsider, could not have anything to do with Zhuo Yiqing.

Did he eat in the last world?

Wen Ai tried to think about it, but suddenly found that the memories of the last world were all fuzzy. He was shocked and quickly knocked on the system: "Why can't I remember the things in the last world?"

system:"……"

Wen Ai: "When did I lose my memory? I didn't notice it at all?"

system:"……"

Wen Ai: "Talk to you!"

The system sighed: "Because your mission failed, the related memory data was deleted."

"Is that so..." Wen Ai was dumbfounded for a while, "What happened in the last world?"

The system paused: "No."

Wen Ai: "But these dishes..."

The system interrupted him: "You just cried because of the delicious food."

Wen Ai: "..." I was speechless.

Wen Ai tried to think about it for a while, but found that the more he thought about it, the more fuzzy it became, and finally he had to give up.

Anyway, it's just a failed mission experience, forget it... it's nothing.

Crying is also a matter of physical exertion. Wen Ai had eaten a lot of meals. Zhuo Yiqing saw that his appetite was open, and did not stop him. He cleared the thorns on the fish fillets and put them in his bowl: "Eat more. Point, make up for the one who just cried."

In the end, Wen Ai ate up the plate of braised fish by himself. This was not enough. He was stunned to fish out all the green onions before he was willing to put his chopsticks.

After this, Zhuo Yiqing took care of Wen Ai’s three meals a day. The ingredients were delivered by the disciples of Waigu every day. He was in charge of the kitchen and used his cooking skills to the fullest. Every day, he tried to use food to make cute Of goodwill.

Wen Ai spends his life leisurely, anyway, there is still a long time before the heroine passes through, so he doesn't need to worry about the plot for the time being.

People who come to Yinxiangu for medical treatment can usually be cured in Waigu. They don’t need to come to Wen Ai. Wen Ai is too flustered every day, and is unwilling to do housework with Zhuo Yiqing, so he just makes some medicine every day. You can pass the time, and you can use it to exchange money later.

The temperature is getting hotter and the summer is gradually entering.

This afternoon, the sun was still shining, but the weather changed as soon as it changed. When Wen Ai noticed a large cloud of clouds over his head, the raindrops had already fallen densely.

Herbs were still drying in the yard, Wen Ai quickly jumped up from the chair and ran into the yard to collect the medicine.

Zhuo Yiqing also ran out of the room, quickly set up the dustpan of the sun-dried medicine, and said to Wen Ai: "I'll take it, you go in quickly."

Wen Ai shook his head: "One more person is always faster."

The two tossed for a long time, and when they finally emptied the yard, they were all wet.

After putting on dry clothes, Zhuo Yiqing turned around and went to the kitchen, filled the big boiler with water, added a strong fire, helped Wen Ai boil the bath water, and then cooked another bowl on the stove Jiang Tang was brought into Wen Ai's room.

"It's already summer. Where can I catch a cold so easily?" Wen Ai drank the **** soup in his hand, "You just supervise me, have you drunk it yourself?"

"It's not easy to get sick." Zhuo Yiqing poured herself a cup of hot tea, "After a while, I will take a bath, the water is almost ready."

Wen Ai nodded, speeding up the **** soup.

The rain came so hurriedly, Wen Ai thought it was a passing rain. Who knows that people have enough stamina. After the rain turned lighter, the rain fell all night, Wen Ai listened to the rain outside the window, wrapped in a thin quilt. , Slept very deep.

In the middle of the night, there was a "creak" from the door, and the wind and rain outside was brought in by a dark shadow.