The Heroine is a Real Boss

Huo Jin looked up at the gradually darkening sky, pursed her thin lips slightly...

The lush vegetation in the dense forest made it difficult for Qin Xiang to move forward even if he came prepared.

While chopping the bushes and trees blocking the advance with a sickle, observe whether there are edible plants around.

Such as mushrooms, such as wild vegetables and so on.

Qin Xiang only chooses places where there are no roads. No road means that no one has been there, and no one has been there before.

Although the process along the way was difficult, the result was smooth.

Because of the rain just two days ago, Qin Xiang found some mushrooms under a dark tree, which were non-toxic and edible.

Qin Xiang didn't see the fruit tree or anything, but just when she thought she was going to return in vain, she accidentally spotted the snakeberry from the corner of her eye.

This is a common wild fruit in the countryside. It tastes sweet and sour, and has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxification, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

It is a wild fruit that children in the country like very much.

Qin Xiang took off his coat and spread it on the ground, squatted down and started picking raspberries.

ten minutes passed...

Just as Qin Xiang got up after picking the snakeberries, he heard a faint movement behind him.

Turning around, I realized that the person who came was... Huo Jin? ?

"Why are you here?" Qin Xiang looked at Huo Jin in surprise and asked.

Looking at the snakeberry and shiitake mushrooms in her arms, Huo Jin said expressionlessly, "Passing by."

Qin Xiang: "???"

Does she look deceptive?

"it's getting dark."

Huo Jin didn't care whether Qin Xiang believed his words or not.

He just frowned at her, reminding her.

"I'm planning to go back." As he said, Qin Xiang hugged the coat in his arms and picked up the sickle in his hand and set off down the mountain.

Huo Jin said "um", and walked behind Qin Xiang without saying a word.

The two of them remained silent all the way.

It wasn't until after arriving at Qin's house that Huo Jin stopped in his tracks. The direction of his feet changed, and he was about to leave without even saying goodbye.

"Huo Jin."

Qin Xiang suddenly called to stop him.

Huo Jin paused as she left, turned around and looked at her with a puzzled frown.

"Wait." As he said that, Qin Xiang rushed into Qin's house immediately.

A few minutes later, when Qin Xiang came out again, he stuffed a bowl full of wet snakeberries that had just been washed into Huo Jin's hands.

"You're welcome, remember to return the bowl to me tomorrow."

Huo Jin: "..."

Without giving Huo Jin a chance to speak, Qin Xiang ran into Qin's house without looking back after stuffing the things.

Looking at the snakeberry in his arms, Huo Jin pursed his thin lips slightly. After all, he still didn't go into Qin's house and return the things intact.

Educated youth dormitory.

Seeing that Huo Jin came back so late, Song Yuan couldn't help asking curiously: "Didn't you finish your work long ago? Why did you come back so late?"

"By the way, what are you holding in your hand? Is it a wild fruit? It's so beautiful."

Song Yuan was about to reach out to eat the snakeberry that Huo Jin was holding while asking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was empty.

Song Yuan: "???"

"Huo Jin, why are you so stingy?"

"I'm not trying to steal it from you. I just haven't eaten this kind of wild fruit. I'm just curious about its taste and want to try one."

Huo Jin glanced at him, and in the next second, his big palm directly covered the bowl containing snake berries, making Song Yuan unable to even look at it.

Song Yuan: "..."

Huo Jin's attitude is so cold, and he doesn't care about their roommate friendship at all, Song Yuan feels that he has been humiliated, and he is very upset.

"Isn't it just a few broken wild fruits? As for being so stingy? It seems so rare to me."

Huo Jin didn't even look at him this time, and turned back directly to her bed.

Song Yuan: "..."