After crossing, I made the country in chaos

Chapter 69
Hua Yao was dragged by Chu Xun all the way to the depths of Butterfly Valley.The two of them were awkward, and occasionally pushed and shoved each other, like two children fighting with each other.

When I was about to reach the foot of the mountain, I heard the sound of gurgling water.Passing through a dense forest, there is a waterfall in front of you.

The amount of water is not abundant, but the drop is huge. The splashed water droplets are like broken jade and flying flowers. The air is filled with faint water vapor, and the rainbow mist is reflected by the sunlight obliquely, which is quite dreamy.

"The water here is deep and cold." Chu Xun said, "But the fish is very fragrant."

Even though it was here, Chu Xun still held Hua Yao's wrist, as if he was afraid that she would fall into the water.

"Fish in the cold pond?" Hua Yao asked curiously.

Seeing a wisp of cooking smoke rising from the pool, Jinyue rolled her sleeves and squatted beside the makeshift stove, watching the fire under the stove.

"Lengtan water stewed fish soup." Chu Xun said: "This water has a light sweet taste, so it is as delicious as fish without seasoning."

Hua Yao wrinkled her nose, but she didn't smell anything.But the strange thing is that there is not even a fishy smell.

Jinyue has a seductive face, but at this moment she looks very homely, with a small apron tied around her waist.If outsiders pass by inadvertently, they will definitely think that this is a fox in the mountains who has become a spirit.

"My lord, Tang will have to wait for a while." Jinyue propped up her knee and squatted on the other leg. It was obvious that she must have been squatting for a long time and was tired.

Hua Yao didn't have any hostility towards Jinyue, and Jinyue had never provoked her before, so she threw off Chu Xun and squatted next to Jinyue, asking, "How long have you been stewing?"

"Since I came here, I have caught fish, lit a fire, and stewed it." Jinyue changed her legs again in pain, and looked up at Chu Xun helplessly.

If it wasn't for their family's son who wanted to do this shit, why would she come all the way here to stew fish soup.

Shizi is also strange, he tasted delicious food in Butterfly Valley many years ago, and never came back.Every time I murmur a few times in my heart, I never put it into action.

This Butterfly Valley, this cold pond, and the silver crucian carp here are all like a thought in Shizi's heart, never shared with others, and it has become a memory that even he himself refuses to touch casually.

Now, he brought this idiot princess with him openly.His thought was longer than this road.

"Why can't I smell any fish?" Hua Yao raised her nose and sniffed.But squatting next to the pot, there is still no smell coming out.

"The lid of the pot should be tight, and the fire should also be particular about it." Chu Xun explained, and also squatted over.Then he gently turned Jinyue with his elbow.

Jinyue hurriedly handed the fire stick in her hand to Chu Xun, she stood up and beat her legs, then sat aside.

Hua Yao was originally next to Jinyue, but when Jinyue left, she squatted head-to-head with Chu Xun. The posture was similar, but the distance was too close, which was a bit awkward.

Hua Yao thumped her knee and sighed: "It's so sweet."

She felt that it was because Chu Xun felt sorry for Jinyue, and instead of her, she personally lit the fire here.

Chu Xun: "..." That's not the case.

Jinyue: "..." What does it have to do with me?

Because of boredom, and even more because of hunger, Hua Yao didn't bother to care who Chu Xun was caring for, so she casually took a piece of firewood next to her and wanted to stuff it under the stove.

I leaned over and saw that there was only a piece of firewood under the stove, and there was only a handful of flames burning, probably not much bigger than a candle.

"This... can it be boiled?" Hua Yao turned to look at Jinyue with resentment in her eyes.She is hungry!

After reading it, Hua Yao poked the firewood in her hand under the stove, wishing to blow her mouth out again, wanting to drink fish soup.

(End of this chapter)