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Chapter 252: What Must Be Said(1/2)

 "Light the fire quickly!"

Xue Yuantong was starving and urgently needed Jiang Ning's help.

Even though there were strangers next to her, she was still open-minded. Jiang Ning had performed magic in the class before, and it was not a shameful skill.

"Yeah." Jiang Ning walked to the iron pot, and Xue Yuantong thoughtfully moved the little horse over and asked him to sit down so that he could give full play.

Xue Chuchu beside her was watching even more closely. She was curious about Jiang Ning's magic.

She had never seen the magic of lighting a fire.

The little girl eating seaweed opened her eyes wide. The picnic of these people was different from the others in the small prairie.

Jiang Ning put his hand under the pot and covered the wood. He activated his spiritual power, and a red flame suddenly burned from the palm of his hand. The next second, it covered the bottom of the pot.

"Be careful!" Xue Chuchu quickly warned, Jiang Ning's hand was burned by the fire.

"It's okay, he can do magic." Xue Yuantong was not worried about Jiang Ning at all. Jiang Ning had performed for her several times that others didn't know.

Jiang Ning calmly retracted her hand, only to see the branches under the iron pot burning.

The little girl forgot to eat the seaweed slices she watched, and her father was equally shocked.

"Brother, how did you light the fire? Did you apply fuel on your hands?"

Xue Chuchu stared at Jiang Ning's hand. It was the same color as a normal hand. The fingers were slender and particularly beautiful.

Jiang Ning said: "Practice makes perfect."

After lighting the fire, Xue Yuantong had no time to talk and started cooking.

In order to cook, she specially brought an apron and tied it around her waist.

Xue Chuchu took the initiative and said, "I'll light the fire."

She used to live in the village and often used earthen pots to cook. It was easy for her to make a fire. She was responsible for lighting the fire alone and could still cook on the stove.

This is almost a necessary skill for many rural girls from poor families.

Even if she had to work in the fields, Xue Chuchu could do it. She could brave the scorching sun and collect peanuts for a day.

"You burn it."

Jiang Ning did not refuse. If he started the fire, it would make the fire more even and cook faster.

But it doesn't hurt to ask Xue Chuchu to be busy for a while.

Xiao Mazha's throne was given to Xue Chuchu by Jiang Ning.

Xue Chuchu found a longer branch and used it as a fire stick to stir up the firewood at the bottom of the pot to control the flame.

Xue Yuantong opened the lid of the pot, lifted half a barrel of oil, and poured oil into the pot.

When the father of the little girl who was watching saw this, he still wanted to watch, but they were starting to cook, and it would not be good to stay any longer. Shouldn't he be able to share it with him when the food was ready?

So, he took the little girl and left. The little girl was reluctant to leave. On the way back, she looked back from time to time.

In the riverside area, three people were restored again.

Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu were cooking, while Jiang Ning used her spiritual power to divert the smoke from burning wood to avoid inhaling the two of them.

There were auxiliary ingredients such as onions and ginger in the pot, and Xue Yuantong sat on the stone, holding the spatula while cooking.

Seeing that the heat was almost done, Jiang Ning poured a pot of rabbit meat into the pot.

Xue Yuantong used all his strength to fry the rabbit with a spatula.

She feels that her cooking skills can become stronger, but her weak strength limits her path to becoming a top chef.

Xue Yuantong believes that she should keep exercising to become stronger.

She thought about it and asked Jiang Ning that night how to exercise scientifically.

Jiang Ning is very strong and must know a lot.

It would be better to have a kind of exercise that does not require suffering and can also exercise the body.

Xue Yuantong worked hard to stir-fry rabbit meat, and the aroma of the meat filled the air. Xue Yuantong, who was already hungry, secretly swallowed his saliva.

She kept it very secretive, thinking she could hide it from Jiang Ning and Chu Chu.

After a while, she poured Xianggu into the pot and continued cooking.

"You can pour the water." She looked at Jiang Ning and said.

Jiang Ning picked up the pure water bucket and added water to the pot. Xue Yuantong threw the bamboo shoots into the pot.

Next you need to wait for the pot to boil.

The waiting time is always extremely long.

"Let's play poker." Xue Yuantong suggested, and she took out a deck of playing cards from the box.

The three of them were just there to play Landlords.

After Xue Chuchu heard this, she looked at the burning firewood.

Jiang Ning saw her worry and said:

"When we play cards later, just pay more attention. The pot will still be burning for a while, so we can't just wait around."

"That's right, the sun is so good, of course it can't be wasted."

While she was playing cards, she took the opportunity to sneak some fruit. The mangoes, mulberries, and mangosteens brought by Jiang Ning were particularly delicious. I really don’t know where he bought them.

Especially mangoes, eat some to satisfy your hunger.

Xue Yuantong was cooking just now, which consumed a lot of energy and could hardly lift the shovel. He was in urgent need of nutritional supplements.

Xue Chuchu still occupied the small maza, while the other two people sat on mats on the grass.

The sun is warm and a gentle spring breeze blows.

Jiang Ning was playing cards, and his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out, and Geng Lu sent a message:

"Are you here? I'm playing. They will play Truth or Dare later. I'm thinking about whether to join them."

Jiang Ning held the cards with one hand and tapped the screen with the other hand to reply:

"We're already here, I'm playing cards."

Xue Chuchu crushed a little king.

Jiang Ning shook one hand, and the king fell down.

Xue Yuantong stared at Jiang Ning's movements and felt they were so cool.

Unlike her, she can't hold the cards at all with one hand and needs the help of the other hand.

Compared with Jiang Ning, he is inferior.



Small grassland, south.

The grass was covered with neat and clean mats, and a group of men and women were in small groups, making it very lively.

At the door of the simple tent, He Qingtang touched Geng Lu and took a look at her chat page. The relationship between the two of them was extremely good, and there was nothing wrong with looking at each other's chat records.

He Qingtang whispered: "Ask him where he is."

"Well, I'll ask now." Geng Lu nodded.

Jiang Ning quickly replied: "The place where the smoke is coming from."

Geng Lu received the news, her eyes swept across the small plain, and she quickly spotted the smoke.

"It turns out it's them." He Qingtang had noticed it a long time ago because he couldn't see the people over there clearly due to the distance.

“It’s so unique.”

"We came to have a picnic, and he came to have a picnic." He Qingtang said with emotion.

"What kind of picnic?" asked a somewhat handsome boy wearing fashionable brands.

Geng Lu looked up and saw that this was Ye Mengchen, her junior high school classmate. She had good academic performance and was now studying at Yuzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Yuzhou No. 1 Middle School is worse than No. 2 Middle School, but not far behind.

Compared with the fourth middle school, the conditions of the first middle school are much better.

Today's picnic was organized by Ye Mengchen and others.

When Geng Lu was in junior high school, her class teacher had just graduated from college. She liked to organize classmates and set up study groups to help each other.

At every school assembly, we are always very united and pay special attention to class honors. We have won countless blackboard awards and health duty awards.

The class atmosphere is quite good, and the junior high school class group is still very active to this day.

It's simply a weird class.

Of course, Geng Lu's current Class 8 is equally weird.

This Qingming Festival organized a picnic. Although everyone had to pay for it at their own expense, many students were still willing to participate.
To be continued...
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