After living on a desert island, they all plotted evil against me.

Nodding, Gu Qingrou reached out and took the bowl and chopsticks and began to take small bites.

Her waking up was like a signal.

Gu Xixi, Xiang Wanying, Song Shuyao and others woke up one after another.

They made the same move.

He just looked eagerly in the direction where the smell of meat came from.

When you are sick, your body will instinctively demand high-energy foods.

And right now, this pot of fragrant and rich meat soup is naturally the best choice.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

Zhou Fang took the initiative to bring a copy to everyone.

He also repeatedly told the other party to have a good rest in bed and not to get up and move around if nothing happened. He would go back and collect it.

After finishing this, she sat down and started scooping lunch for herself.

Under Zhang Liu's forced request.

Lan Yueting, who had been fanning all the time, sat next to him obediently and started eating.

It's just that her sitting posture at this moment is really weird.

Originally, Lan Yueting's habit was to press two-thirds of her buttocks against the chair, leaving space between her back and the back of the chair.

In this way, you can show off your figure, and you can use this space to complete coordination whether you are getting up or moving.

There will be no "gaffe"

But for now.

Lan Yueting pressed her whole butt directly on the chair.

From an etiquette perspective, this is very rude of her.

And if you need to get up or perform other actions later.

It will even push the chair, causing noise.

The reason for such a move.

Lan Yueting was also a little helpless.

She had been cleaning carefully for a long time in the taro field.

After making sure it was clean, I even rubbed my fingers in to check.

But there was no way to touch the wound.

There are more wrinkles on that side.

After some fruitless attempts, Lan Yueting, who was facing the bright sun, had no choice but to give up the inspection.

Anyway, it was just a dull pain like a needle prick.

It's not that serious.

If she maintained this position with her "entire butt" inserted and let the back of her thighs bear the weight, she could endure the pain of doing it.

She was too embarrassed to ask doctor Qin Ruoyan to check her butt. Lan Yueting felt that the problem was not too big.

It's probably the pain caused by wiping the floor too hard and damaging the tender meat inside.

I guess it'll get better after some sleep.

She was thinking wildly in her mind, and her mouth didn't stop.

With the sizzling sound of the spoon scraping against the bowls and chopsticks, Lan Yueting became the first person to finish her lunch.

She put down the spoon with a slightly red face, and continued to sit in a delicate posture and look at the others.

at the same time.

The soil under a tripod in the bamboo sink gradually turned white and cracked due to exposure to the sun.

Compared to other tripods that hold the bamboo sink stably, it is a little deformed at the moment.

It was not a natural deformation, but it was caused by Xiang Wanying's collision when she was going down the mountain in the dark.

........................

There was basically nothing going on in the afternoon.

Lan Yueting, who was restless, said that she was not feeling well, and then joined the lying team.

So Zhou Fang and Zhang Liu became the main force taking care of everyone.

After lunch, the remaining girls began to sweat one after another.

The two of them were boiling water and wiping sweat, so they were really busy.

When it gets dark outside.

Everyone in the bamboo house has sweated once.

"Sister Wanying, are you recovered now?"

Zhou Fang is cooking outside right now.

Zhang Liu was wiping the body of Xiang Wanying, the last one who was sweating.

"Well, much better."

Feeling Zhang Liu's palms rubbing against her thighs and even her lower abdomen through a thin curtain, Xiang Wanying reluctantly smiled at her.

If it is usual.

She felt that she might become emotional because of this, and even have some physical reactions.

But at the moment.

Xiang Wanying could only feel the relief of surviving a disaster.

The attack just now felt so terrifying.

"It's okay. I've already taken the medicine. I'll be fine after another two days of rest."

While speaking to comfort him, he put the curtain cloth in his hand, which had been completely stained with sweat, into the water and scrubbed it carefully.

Then Zhang Liu reached out and smoothed away Xiang Wanying's hair hanging on her forehead and said, "It will definitely be fine."

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

Xiang Wanying, who was weak, said nothing more.

He just used this behavior to show his trust in the boy in front of him.

"Ruoyan, we still have two watermelons, can we cut them up and eat them?"

Zhang Liu had never had malaria, so he didn't know what it felt like and could only observe the situation with his eyes.

But he also understood from doctor Qin Ruoyan that malaria would only attack once a day in the early stages.

So at this moment.

Zhang Liu wanted to cut some watermelon, a fruit rich in water, sugar, and vitamins, for everyone to eat.

in his thoughts.

Since everyone has had an attack, they are almost like normal people.

You should be able to eat some fruit or something.

But before making a decision, you also need to ask doctor Qin Ruoyan for her opinion.

"It should be fine now." Qin Ruoyan sat up and said, "I didn't let him eat it before because I was worried that an unbalanced diet would lead to cold diarrhea, but now I have the meat that the little leopard caught to fill my belly. It's not a big problem to eat some fruit. , you can also cut up two more cantaloupes.”

"it is good!"

Nodding, Zhang Liu stood up and walked to the side, picked up a watermelon and started cutting it into pieces.

His movements were very neat.

It's almost like cutting the watermelon with just a drop of the knife.

A sweet smell suddenly spread in the bamboo house, and Su Yan and Qin Ruoshuang, who were relatively close, swallowed subconsciously.

Song Shuyao and Zhao Yiran, who had not eaten watermelon since they were in danger, were full of expectations.

But after Zhang Liu made the first cut, Anya suddenly spoke.

"Zhang Liu, give me the innermost piece!"

Looking longingly at the watermelon that had been cut in half.

A look of longing filled her face.

For Anya, who was born in R area.

The piece in the middle of the watermelon is really tempting.

Her family originally had farmland, so there was no shortage of watermelons.

But Anya’s mother is funny every day.

But diligence and frugality are also very important.

So every time she went to the field to pick watermelons, Anya had to compete with her mother for the middle piece, and then she lost every time...

Because it’s not her daughter who decides when to cut the watermelon…

"Oh……"

Hearing this and nodded, Zhang Liu dug out the middle piece with the spoon in his hand and prepared to go to Anya to feed her.

Then he noticed the murderous looks the other girls gave him.

Now everyone has had their first attack of malaria.

Because of early rest.

So apart from being a little tired, they were still fine mentally.

After hearing Anya's request at this moment.

Everyone's eyes also fell on the only boy in the room with great intensity.

Standing awkwardly next to Anya who had opened her mouth and exposed her pink tongue, Zhang Liu had an embarrassed look on his face.

He didn't dare to put the piece of watermelon in his hand into the other person's mouth easily now.

Chapter 10 The eldest lady of the Qin family who doesn’t give others a chance

"Well?"

Anya has been waiting for a long time with her mouth open and a posture ready to welcome.

But before the piece of watermelon meat came in, she opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the boy next to her.

There was a bit of questioning in her eyes. Anya was about to speak, but she noticed the other person's eyes.

Look around for a moment and then the next moment.

Anya also immediately realized that something was wrong.

Her sixth sense was starting to warn her.

I felt like I was being stared at with murderous eyes.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Look around at the others again.

Anya, who understood the general situation, began to feel guilty in her eyes.

After a few seconds of hesitation.

She suddenly whispered: "Zhang Liu, my mouth is so dry..."

Although a little shameless.

But what Anya is ready to do at this moment is to divert the pressure.

Ye Jiushi gave Zhang Liu the choice of whether to eat watermelon or not.