The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 144 Treasure (Part 2)

"Brother Qu, wait for me." Xiao Wenwen trotted to catch up and squeezed between Mingjing and Qu Feitai.

Ming Jing moved to the side and opened the distance, and Han Ying hurried to Ming Jing's side.

Qu Feitai subconsciously frowned, walked a few steps quickly, and left Xiao Wenwen behind.

Seeing that Qu Feitai ignored her, Xiao Wenwen couldn't post it anymore. Enough was enough, otherwise after the show was broadcast, the traffic would not be enough, let alone that he would have to be chased and scolded by his stupid fans.

But having said that, being scolded now is also a hot topic, it's really a big deal, so I don't want to show my face.

This is Qu Feitai. As long as the name is associated with him, there will be no worries about traffic in the future. With traffic, there will be fans, and with fans, there will be value.

Xiao Wenwen changed the route and took Ming Jing's arm affectionately: "Ming Jing, you know a lot. Where are you from? I don't hear you speak with an accent?"

Han Ying smiled and said, "There are beauties in Jiangnan, especially classic and gentle beauties like Ming Jing. If my guess is correct, Ming Jing is a local, right?"

Ming Jing withdrew his arm indiscriminately, and said lightly, "It's sort of."

Xiao Wenwen was surprised and said: "You are really a local, so do you know what fun things are nearby? I will be filming here for a whole season, and I will take a good look around the neighborhood when I have free time. You will be my pawn when the time comes." Is the guide okay?"

Qu Feitai, who was walking ahead, took a deep breath.

Ming Jing raised his head and glanced at the Hanshan Mountain not far away.

The mountain birds can't go circling on the solitary top, and their cries are lingering in the ears, which makes the empty mountains and valleys even more apparent.

Cold mountains and cold mountains, the heights are extremely cold.

Han Ying followed Ming Jing's gaze to the top of the mountain and said, "I heard from the locals that there is a Hanshan Temple on this mountain, and there is a Master Jueming in the temple. It is very effective to come to the temple from thousands of miles away to pray to gods and Buddhas, and one day we will also go to the mountains to worship."

Ming Jing withdrew his gaze, landed on the grass by the roadside, suddenly squatted down, and parted the grass, revealing a grass stalk with small yellow flowers.

Ming Jing carefully pulled it out and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Han Ying asked, "What is this?"

"Agrimony agrimony has the effect of astringent, hemostatic and heart-strengthening. The juice of the rhizome is dripped into water, which can detoxify the poison of sulfur."

Han Ying asked in surprise, "Do you still know Chinese medicine?"

God, what kind of treasure girl is this.

Han Ying suddenly said: "There are also here, since this is a treasure, let's collect more."

Ming Jing glanced at it: "The stems and leaves of Agrimony are tender, rich in nutrition, excellent in taste, and have miraculous effects in fighting cancer."

Han Ying became even more excited, and drilled around in the grass to find Agrimony.

Qu Feitai glanced at the mirror, and silently squatted down to start looking.

"Don't hurt the rhizome, you have to uproot the root, you need to use skillful force, so..." Ming Jing demonstrated.

"Everything has life, and even grass has life. If it can relieve pain, it will avoid creating karma." Ming Jing's faint voice is like a gurgling stream not far away, a coolness enters the lungs, and he feels refreshed, ears and eyes clear bright.

Han Ying looked subconsciously, and saw the girl squatting in front of the grass, holding a small grass carefully with her slender white fingers, as if she was holding a peerless treasure, her clear eyes were full of compassion.

Knowing that the world is big, I still feel sorry for the green grass and trees.

Xiao Wenwen screamed: "I've been unplugged, Ming Jing, are you okay?"

Han Ying gave her a blank look: "You are clumsy, what else can you do besides eating?"

"Get up, I'll do it." Han Ying drove her away, knelt down and planed with her hands.

Xiao Wenwen suddenly felt a little useless, staring at Ming Jing's back, her tone could not help but be mixed with a bit of resentment: "What's the use of digging this kind of thing, do we still have to eat weeds? Can this thing be eaten? We are here to experience farm life , and it’s not really here to endure hardship, is everyone putting the cart before the horse.”

These words are actually meant to connotate the mirror, who knew that no one paid attention to her, Han Ying did pay attention to her, but when she opened her mouth, the taste was too strong: "Okay, you can go back and turn on the air conditioner, and there are big watermelons to eat , the eldest lady accompanied us here to dig weeds, it is really wronged you, please walk slowly."

Xiao Wenwen stomped her feet and looked at the big sun above her head. She was wearing sun protection clothing and a sun hat, and she had sprayed several layers of sun protection spray, but she was still afraid of getting sunburned.

After hesitating for a moment, he resigned himself to squatting down.

If she turned around and went back, she would definitely be scolded to death by the audience after the show was broadcast.

If I had known this show was so bitter, I wouldn't have come if I killed her.

After a while, he dug a lot, and Ming Jing dug some shepherd's purse and bracken. Han Ying followed suit, and Ming Jing dug whatever he dug.

"It's almost noon, let's go back." Ming Jing pulled out a cane, sorted and bundled the wild vegetables and agrimony that he dug up, and lifted them up easily.

Han Ying wiped the sweat off her forehead, and when she looked up, Ming Jing's face was still fair and clear, without a drop of sweat.

Qu Feitai came over and handed the Agrimony dug to Ming Jing, saying, "The sun is too strong, let's go back."

Qu Feitai also shed sweat from his forehead.

And Xiao Wenwen couldn't stand the sun for a long time, so she ran to the shade to escape the heat.

Ming Jing took it and tied it with rattan, and tied it with the wild vegetables before. From a distance, it looks like several bundles of wild vegetables are strung together by a thread. No, looking at Ming Jing's eyes became more and more worshipful.

Qu Feitai naturally took the cane from Ming Jing's hand, Ming Jing didn't refuse, and they returned the same way.

"Hey, wait for me." Xiao Wenwen chased after her out of breath, her head drooping, and she had long since lost the vitality she had when she came.

Back in the small courtyard, Zhao Xinrong saw that Qu Feitai was carrying something in his hand, wandered over curiously, and asked, "What is this?"

Han Ying explained: "There are wild vegetables and Agrimony, let me tell you that Jing is so powerful, she even knows Chinese medicine..."

Han Ying put her arms around Zhao Xinrong and began to chatter about how powerful Ming Jing was in popular science. Zhao Xinrong was taken aback for a while, then turned her head and saw Ming Jing took the rattan from Qu Feitai's hand, untied it skillfully, and put the herbal medicine Spread them out on the open space in the courtyard, and carefully pick them up with your head down.

Han Ying was impetuous in his work, and the herbs he picked were mixed with a lot of weeds, so he had to pick them out carefully.

Qu Feitai squatted down opposite Ming Jing, silently began to pick.

And at this time, Xiao Wenwen finally came back, holding the door frame and said weakly, "I'm so hot."

Zhao Xinrong shook his head, there is a bright mirror for comparison, Xiao Wenwen won't be able to attract fans, and maybe she will be hacked.

People are afraid of comparison.

Xiao Wenwen's brain was short-circuited by the heat, and she couldn't care so much for the time being. She rushed to the water tank and directly scooped up a handful of clear water and threw it on her face, sighing comfortably.

Han Ying yelled: "What are you doing? You have ruined this freshly filled tank of clean water. If you don't work, you will do bad things. Are you human?"

The circuit in Xiao Wenwen's mind was connected, her expression was a little stiff, and she said aggrievedly: "I didn't do it on purpose, the big deal is to fill up the water tank."

"You don't suppress the well and don't carry the water. Of course it's easy if you touch your mouth. I don't care. You can pick the water in this tank later. If you don't like it, you won't be allowed to eat."

Xiao Wenwen was tired, hot and hungry, and when she was hit by Han Ying, she was even more wronged. Tears rolled in her eyes. Those who didn't know really thought that Han Ying bullied her unreasonably.

Han Yingqi's head was filled with smoke, and women were troublesome, except Mingjing of course.

"Okay, okay, Wenwen didn't do it on purpose, just let everyone work together to fill the water tank later."

Han Ying's temper also came up: "Why, she has to pay for her own sins, why should we suffer for her?"

Zhao Xinrong was suffering from a headache. Young people just had energy, so they didn't bother to solve the case for them. He said, "I tell you a bad news. Mr. Zou's old wrist injury has recurred, and he can't cook anymore. Let's discuss it, what should we do at noon?"

Xiao Wenwen felt even more aggrieved, she couldn't even get enough food, is this how people live?

Han Ying frowned: "What can I do? I don't know how to cook, Mr. Zhao, don't mention it, you are a dark cook, you can eat dead people, Xiao Wenwen doesn't need to mention, Brother Qu probably can't either, Ming Jing "Forget it, I'll eat instant noodles."

Ming Jing picked up Agrimony, washed the wild vegetables in a basin, got up and walked into the kitchen.

Zhao Xinrong squinted his eyes and followed in: "Ming Jing, can you cook?"

Ming Jing walked around the kitchen, there were rice and noodles, and various seasonings, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Xiao Wenwen's sharp voice cut in: "Ming Jing, this is not the time to be brave. Everyone is so hungry that their chests stick to their backs, and they can't stand your jokes."

Han Ying gave her a hard look: "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Xiao Wenwen curled her lips aggrieved, "I'm afraid that everyone will be more disappointed after looking forward to it."

Ming Jing ignored her, scooped the flour into a porcelain basin, added water and started kneading the dough. Looking at the gesture, he knew it was not a show.

Zhao Xinrong raised his eyebrows in surprise, and took a serious look at Mingjing.

This girl is really unusual, she doesn't talk much, she looks fragile, like a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse, but she does things quickly and quickly, breaking everyone's impression of her time and time again.

This shouldn't be a script written by the program team, after all, the program team can't do things for her.

"Han Ying, go and mash the rhizome of Agrimony into juice and drop it into the water basin on the foam leather mat." Ming Jing said while kneading the noodles.

"Okay." After receiving the order, Han Ying jumped out excitedly, with endless energy all over her body.

"Ms. Zhao, your back is bad. Go and rest. I'll call you when you're done." Ming Jing didn't look up, so she didn't see Zhao Xinrong's shocked face.

"You... how do you know that my back is bad?" He didn't seem to have told anyone.

At this time, Qu Feitai said behind him: "Mr. Zhao, let me go."

Zhao Xinrong blocked the kitchen door, and no one else could get in. Hearing Qu Feitai's words, he quickly stepped aside, but when Qu Feitai interrupted him, he couldn't ask any more questions.

Qu Feitai washed all the wild vegetables and Agrimony, and said to Ming Jing, "What can I do?"

Xiao Wenwen's eyes widened: "Brother Feitai, how can the kitchen be a place where you can come, you should go and rest."

Qu Feitai said coldly: "If you feel tired, go to the room and rest, don't disturb others here."

Xiao Wenwen blushed, stomped her feet, turned around and left.

A dog biting Lu Dongbin does not know a good heart.

Ming Jing said indifferently, "Can you light a fire?"

Qu Feitai glanced at the stove, hesitantly said: "Try it."

"Ahem..." Qu Feitai coughed violently, but the fire was not lit, almost burning the kitchen down.

Ming Jing covered his good face, turned around and saw Qu Feitai's disheveled appearance, he shook his head helplessly and laughed.

Qu Feitai said with some grievances: "I... I am learning, and I will learn it soon, just wait for me a little longer."

If he can't even start a fire, will Ding Jing think he is useless?

Ming Jing walked over with a smile, took the lighter from him, looked around, and found a plastic bag in the corner, and while lighting the plastic bag, said patiently: "This kind of plastic is easy to catch fire, first put the plastic bag on fire. Only when the fire burns on the firewood can the fire flourish."

As he spoke, he stuffed the burning plastic into the burner and pressed it under the firewood, "Hold the firewood with one hand, and you can't press the fire. Only when there is space can it burn easily."

Ming Jing's gentle and patient voice fell on his ears, and the flames danced, reflecting the girl's soft profile.

The two were very close, breathing intertwined, Qu Feitai's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"I...I see." In a panic, he went to lift the firewood, and accidentally touched Ming Jing's hand, which was as soft as warm jade.

Qu Feitai retracted suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Ming Jing didn't notice anything, so he withdrew his hand naturally, raised his head and glanced at Qu Feitai, with a faint smile on his face, handed him a wet handkerchief, "Wipe your face."

I saw Qu Feitai's handsome face, which was covered in black and gray. He tried his best to explain what it means to be ashamed, but it didn't affect Qu Feitai's handsomeness at all.

Qu Feitai took it, and wiped his face little by little, as if he could smell the fragrance of the handkerchief with the tip of his nose.

That is the cold and delicate fragrance that belongs to Ding Spiegel, like plum blossom ice and snow. It is very unique and smells very good.

The sound of crackling and burning matches brought back Qu Feitai's sanity, his face flushed suddenly, and he didn't know if it was infected by the flames.

Ming Jing stood up and said, "I'll find some more firewood."

The back figure moved away, Qu Feitai looked at her back in a daze for a while, until he saw the camera moving with Ming Jing's back, and he suddenly woke up.

heartbroken