Chapter 601 Bancao, come here

   So when they came back from collecting supplies, they saw Mu Jing sitting there alone, with a broken little tug on his forehead. Even if there was no expression on his face, the whole person looked cute.

   At least in their eyes, it is indeed a little cute.

Chen Ruoting put down the thing she found, walked over curiously, and saw the A4 paper on which she had written an unknown number of formulas next to her, she only felt dizzy, and immediately looked away and asked, "Brother Jing, you Why do you have a small tug on your head?"

   is so cute~

   "The bangs are long, blocking the eyes."

   "Is there?" She hadn't noticed it before.

"Um."

   Mujing was thinking, so her answer was not as enthusiastic as usual, although her usual attitude was not enthusiastic either.

   Zhou Qiyang came over at this time, looked at the question she was calculating, pointed out the mistake in her calculation, and asked her to apply another set of formulas, which would make the calculation easier.

   Mu Jing gave him a thumbs up after hearing this, "As expected of a classmate of the Xueba, it's just different."

   After quickly solving the problem, she raised her head, rubbed her stamina, and swiped the flashlight on the supplies they brought back, "So much?"

   "No, no, not much at all. Several of them were covered with clothes. I brought them back when they didn't smell bad."

Chen Ruoting smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "The weather is slowly getting colder, and if the clothes we were looking for in the town get dirty, we won't be able to change them. If you stop on the road, at least you don’t have to worry about sudden cooling.”

   "Sister Ruoting, you are so thoughtful!"

   "The little pavilion has made progress."

   Mu Jing looked at her with encouragement in her tone.

   Chen Ruoting suddenly became the focus, which made her even more embarrassed to blushed, and said, "It should be, I will continue to work hard in the future."

   Such words have almost become her mantra, no way, occupational disease.

   Mujing and the others were also used to hearing her occasional official polite words, they didn't care, they just thought about it and started to prepare what to eat at night.

Chen Ruoting took out the cutting board and put it on the back cover of the car. Then she found a kitchen knife, condiments, and a few hams. By the way, she asked Yuan Lin to wash the wild vegetables he had picked on the roadside before, and follow the ham. Let's make soup together.

   On the other hand, Liao Zhengcheng started to classify the materials he had found. Yin Ze and Prince Qiu stood not far away from each other to be on guard. Only Zhou Qiyang, who was injured in his hand, seemed to be superfluous wherever he stood.

  Because only one hand can be used, things will not be done too fast.

   He stood by the side of the car and watched his teammates busy. He hid the loss in his heart very well. When he thought that no one would know his true thoughts, he heard Mu Jing's voice.

   "Bancao, come here."

   "Brother Jing, what's the matter?"

   Mu Jing waved to him and asked him to sit beside her.

   Zhou Qiyang was a little surprised, but he still sat on the front cover of the car with her obediently.

   She looked up at the sky and said, "I have been recovering from injuries these days, do you feel that the surrounding has changed a lot?"

"……Yes."

   "Feel useless?"

"……right."

   Zhou Qiyang didn't know what to do, his eyes became hot because of her question, and his throat was a little tight.

Mu Jing keenly sensed something wrong in his voice, raised his hand and touched his head, then pressed it down, saying, "Everyone has moments of depression, but I don't want you to change because of this depression. Blame yourself."

   (end of this chapter)