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These words were spoken.

Just moments ago, everyone was fired up by Fang Yu's phrase "green mountains and clear waters," but now their brains have short-circuited.

Liu Yifei opened her big eyes wide.

Ju Jingyi was carrying a snakeskin sack, her hand frozen in mid-air.

Chen Daoming and Zhang Manyu exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming subtle.

Yes.

That makes perfect sense.

How can you describe it in such detail if you've never eaten it?

It even tempted Teacher Hua so much that she pulled out a jade pendant worth hundreds of thousands of yuan on the spot, almost using it as a hidden weapon!

shhhhh--

All eyes fell on Fang Yu's face at the same time.

The live stream chat exploded.

[Holy crap! Blind student, you've hit the nail on the head!]

[Hahaha, an amazing plot twist! Fang Yu: I'm defending Northeastern cuisine! Teacher Hua: You need to prove yourself first!]

[Officer, it's him! He knew the dragon's bones smelled of pine nuts!]

Fang Yu's lips stiffened.

It was unusual that I couldn't respond immediately.

"cough……"

His gaze drifted to the left, then to the right.

"Um..."

"I've tasted it in my dreams, is that not allowed?"

The scene became even quieter.

Hua Yu sneered and took half a step forward.

He raised his chin by half an inch.

"In a dream?"

"You can even dream about 'relishing the taste for three days and three nights without wanting to rinse your mouth'?"

Fang Yu: "..."

unwise.

This time, this guy really got a handle on me.

Liu Yifei quietly tugged at the sleeve of Fang Yu's thick cotton-padded coat.

She lowered her voice, a hint of panic in her beautiful eyes.

"Fang Yu..."

"You didn't actually eat it, did you?"

"At least three years..."

In that instant, the fairy sister had already begun to imagine the scene of visiting.

Fang Yu, with his shaved head from his labor camp job and wearing a striped shirt, was working hard inside, operating a sewing machine.

She carried the thermos, and through the viewing glass, tears welled in her eyes as she picked up the telephone receiver.

"Do you want sauerkraut dumplings or a big stew today?"

"If that's not enough, I'll steam two more buns for you..."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come out..."

Thinking about this, Liu Yifei felt terrible.

She subconsciously gripped Fang Yu's sleeve tighter.

They were terrified that the police might suddenly rush out from behind the snowdrift and take them away on the spot.

Fang Yu lowered his head.

Good guy.

Even the celestial beauty is starting to suspect he has a criminal record!

"Okay, okay, I'll tell the truth, alright?"

He brazenly raised his hands and revealed everything directly.

"Actually, I heard all of this from my dad."

"What?!"

Fang Daqiang, who was walking at the front, slipped.

I almost plunged headfirst into the snowdrift next to me.

Old Fang finally managed to steady himself and suddenly turned around.

He stared in disbelief at his "leaky military overcoat".

"You little brat! What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Your father is a law-abiding citizen!"

"I've absolutely never eaten this stuff!"

After saying that, Fang Daqiang's survival instinct kicked in.

He raised his hand and pointed directly towards the village entrance, his tone particularly harsh.

"I heard it from your grandpa!"

Everyone: "..."

Good guy.

The Fang family has spanned three generations, emphasizing a well-ordered tradition of succession.

Followed by.

Fang Daqiang turned his head and stared intently at Hua Yu.

"That kid surnamed Hua."

Hua Yu felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze.

"what?"

Fang Daqiang spoke slowly and deliberately.

If you have any further questions...

"When we get back to the village, we'll ask Fang Yu's grandfather ourselves."

The live stream chat was completely overwhelmed with laughter.

[Hahaha, good heavens! Three generations of the Fang family have passed down the story of Flying Dragon Soup, revealing a chain of intangible cultural heritage!]

[Fang Yu: I heard it from my dad! Fang Daqiang: I heard it from your grandpa! Grandpa Fang: Where's the knife?]

[Teacher Hua: I just wanted to win once, and you want me to face the old man's giant cleaver?!]

[Grandpa Fang: I've eaten it, so what? But back then, this thing wasn't a protected animal. You have a problem with that?]

Hua Yu was stunned on the spot.

Going around in circles.

In the end, the blame fell on the head of the ruthless bandit grandfather who was wielding a large machete and chasing his grandson all over the yard.

Teacher Hua has seen clips of the trending topics!

That old man dared to expel even his own grandson from the family at any time.

Who do I, an outsider, think I am?

Go ask him?

That's like having a death wish!

The arrogance that Hua Yu had just managed to muster instantly deflated by more than half.

"Um... well, I think..."

He tactfully touched his nose.

His tone became exceptionally humble and understanding.

"That concludes the discussion on this issue."

"It's actually very clear and obvious."

There's no need to delve any further.

The crowd could no longer hold back.

"Pfft—hahahahaha!"

Laughter suddenly erupted in the silent snow-covered forest.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments again.

[Teacher Hua's brief 30-second victory was ultimately defeated by Grandpa Fang's legendary cleaver!]

[Teacher Hua: We won, but we might lose our lives afterward.]

Laughter and joking aside.

Fang Daqiang looked up at the sky.

The light in the woods was beginning to shift towards a grayish-blue hue.

If this drags on any longer, it's no joke.

"Alright, let's stop talking nonsense."

He pointed the long wooden stick in the direction he had come from.

"Wear your hat tightly, and tie your cuffs and collar securely."

"Let's go down the mountain."

Upon hearing this, the laughter subsided.

They all pulled their collars tighter and pressed their cotton hats down even further.

I was panting heavily when I came here.

The waist-deep snowdrifts nearly drained the group of people of their energy.

The thought of having to wade through such deep snow to get back made Ju Jingyi's face fall.

"Uncle Daqiang, this downhill road is less strenuous, but the snow is too deep."

She was carrying a half-sack of frozen wood ear mushrooms, her voice full of worry.

"If we walk back, won't it be completely dark by then?"

Hua Yu nodded in agreement.

He rubbed his aching inner thighs, unusually not being stubborn.

"This road is indeed difficult to travel."

"Walk back?"

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Running in the mountains of the Greater Khingan Mountains, going up the mountain is called climbing."

"Going down the mountain, that can't be called leaving."

Chen Daoming became interested.

He slung the burlap sack over his shoulder and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Fang, how do we get down the mountain?"

Fang Yu uttered two words.

"Shunshan".

He walked to a relatively flat, long slope with no trees on either side.

He tapped the white snow track below with a stick and grinned.

"Going uphill against the current, going downhill with the current."

"There are no stones or tree stumps under the snow."

"It's all thick snow that's been packed down all winter, and it's even softer than the slopes at high-end ski resorts."

As he spoke, he pulled out a large fertilizer woven bag from behind his waist.

Spread it on the snow.

"Let you experience it today."

"What is a zero-cost snow slide in the old forests of Northeast China?"

Ju Jingyi's eyes lit up immediately.

"You can do that?"

Hua Yu looked at the fertilizer bag with a complicated expression.

On one hand, I think it's outrageous.

On the one hand, I feel that it is indeed better than continuing down this path.

Fang Yu didn't give them any more time to hesitate.

He plopped down on the woven bag, stretching his legs out in front of him.

Then he patted the empty space in front of Liu Yifei.

"Fairy Sister, come up here!"

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up.

Without any hesitation.

She ran over, her heavy, chunky shoes clicking as she went.

She plopped down between Fang Yu's long legs.

Fang Yu stretched out his arms from behind and firmly wrapped them around her waist.

With her long legs flanked to the sides, she shielded the person in the middle.

Liu Yifei nestled in his arms, only her bright eyes showing.

"I'm ready!"

Fang Yu looked down at her and smiled.

Then, he looked up and shouted to the crowd:

"Make sure you all know the route!"

"Follow our tracks, and be careful not to veer off course and crash into a tree!"

Fang Daqiang added a comment from the side.

"One at a time."

"Don't grab, don't make a fuss, and don't stick your hands out under the snow."

"If you really can't stop, just dump it into the soft snow to the side, don't try to tough it out."

Everyone nodded immediately.

At that moment, all the fatigue from before vanished.

All that remained was tension and anticipation.

Fang Yu braced his hands on the snow, and the woven bag slid forward slightly.

Liu Yifei instinctively grabbed his arm tightly.

Fang Yu grinned.

"Get out of here!"

The words fell.

The two of them slid down the snow slope with a whoosh.