There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

The days of learning always pass too fast.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the first snow.

On the winter day of Wilderness Star, the snow stopped, and the lingering lingering lingering continued to cover the surrounding with a thick layer of white.

Fortunately, in the late autumn, Song Shiyue reinforced the house without fear of trouble, and built a corridor between the houses. Otherwise, most of this winter, they had to hold an umbrella to come and go in the camp, which was very troublesome.

After a month of quality and quantity learning, Song Shiyue dare not say how much he has improved, at least he stepped in from outside the circle.

But Xu is the filter relationship. Whether it is Yu Nianbing, Zhuang Jiachuan, or Ning Chuyang, she always praises her as the main, and encourages her. As for the suggestions for correction, she is also soft and gentle.The teacher is a good teacher, but it has nothing to do with Master Yan.

Fortunately, Song Shiyue is not a person whose bones will be lightened by a few praises. In order not to be beaten by the society after going out, Song Shiyue can only be in front of the teachers who seem to be wearing the "Bang Bang Bang" filter. , Self-requirements have become stricter.

I don’t forget to hone my acting skills in the tough environment of survival, and I have to press myself up in a relaxed learning atmosphere. I don’t know when I will return to a civilized society, and I’m still working hard. Song Shiyue simply gave the star. The audience set a new benchmark for diligence and dedication.

From bringing goods, to bringing lessons, to cleaning up the social idleness...

The program "Wild Journey" brought too many surprises and surprises to the outside world.

Of course, Song Shiyue, who is devoted to studying and preparing to go out and make money, still doesn't know what kind of knock-on effect her efforts have caused.

However, in the past few days, Song Shiyue clearly felt that the course was looser than before.

In the past, no matter morning or evening, it was three-to-one, but in the past few days, there are sometimes two teachers, sometimes one.The question is that I have been training for a month with high quality and quantity, and I have to relax.

There was some truth to this at first, but Song Shiyue turned around and thought about it, how he felt that this relaxation should be applied to herself.How could it be to reduce teachers instead of reducing class hours?

However, the number of teachers appearing at the same time has decreased, and the original fast-paced classroom is indeed slower, and it can be regarded as...

Song Shiyue, who was bound to be trapped in the classroom by a teacher no matter how loose, did not know that Zhang Chi was just an excuse from the beginning.

The snow on this day was exceptionally heavy.There is only one Ning Chuyang in the whole day of class.

The two of them had been in class for a day, and were a little tired in the evening. They simply rested for a while, leaning against the kang and chatting.After a few words, Song Shiyue sat up again and said, "Since today is over early, it's better to help cook in the kitchen. I have been in class this month and I don't have much opportunity to help the kitchen."

What a help to the kitchen, nothing more than wanting to get around Yu Nianbing!Ning Chuyang could see through and think clearly, but it's a pity...

"What's the end? It's just a short break! Did you understand the thinking just now? After thinking about it, we're going to meet again." Ning Chuyang turned over and sat up again, reaching out and knocking on the newly compiled textbook by Song Shiyue.

"Just the two of us..." Song Shiyue murmured, and couldn't help but look at the door.

In the past few days, the teachers took turns to rest, but Song Shiyue secretly forgot, Yu Nianbing took the most rest!

Until Song Shiyue began to suspect that Yu Nianbing had praised himself in class before, he said nonsense.In fact, he cannot teach his own children, and the dead wood cannot be carved. Yu Nianbing has been tired of teaching himself such a fool for a long time, and finally can't help but start to retreat after enduring it for a month.Reduce the class hours first, and then quit slowly...

I didn't come during get out of class, and almost fell asleep after class. The two of them have spent less and less time together these days. It's no wonder that Song Shiyue has a little space at the moment, so she wants to go to the kitchen.

Ning Chuyang understood and sympathized.

but……

"What happened to the two of us? Didn't you just let me teach? Later, I persuaded you to bring Teacher Yu and Teacher Zhuang in together, and you stared at me." Ning Chuyang pretended not to see Song Shiyue I didn't know if it was pretending to be the weak, helpless and pitiful, so he glanced twice, then turned his back and yawned a little.

Hey, 1v1 teaching is tired. Fortunately, today is the last day.

Song Shiyue, who started to read the manuscript seriously and prepared for the play, didn't know that Ning Chuyang next to him had already started to lose his mind, thinking that he could skip work tomorrow morning and sleep a little longer.

Ning Chuyang knocked on the textbook at her hand again, "Can you come?"

"Let's take a look again..." Song Shiyue slowly grabbed the textbook and began to read a small exercise that was scheduled next.

Learning is for more together and closer distance!

Song Shiyue muttered silently in her heart, and then slowly, the blood was hit, and her eyes on the textbook returned to their usual focus.

Just after dinner, Song Shiyue saw Yu Nianbing a few times, and was arrested again after dinner.In the evening, Zhuang Jiachuan also came, but even though Song Shiyue glared through the door, he didn't see Yu Nianbing pushing in.

Hey... I can only rely on myself to beat myself up and barely survive.

In the world, after a long time in one direction, there will always be an inflection point.

However, Song Shiyue's emotions that he could barely hold on by relying on his own blood came to its inflection point the next morning.

Early in the morning, it was a strong fragrance that awakened Song Shiyue. He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he smelled it carefully, he knew that the stock was stewed in the kitchen.

It is so rich, it is estimated that there are more than one kind of ingredients in the pot, but some of them are like the taste of when the fish soup and lamb soup were mixed and stewed in the pot before.

I had a foreboding that today's breakfast would be great, so I could see Song Shiyue, who was empty early in the morning, rejuvenated a little bit.

Song Shiyue's nose is still spirited, and the broth for breakfast is indeed a mixture of fish and sheep.

But she didn't expect anything other than soup.

In the large and tall soup bowl, there is a rich broth sprinkled with green onions, milky white, and you can faintly see the bottom one...

noodles?

Yu Nianbing personally picked out one end of the noodles for Song Shiyue.

The hand-rolled noodles, a whole one, have been specially told, don't bite them off in the middle.

Longevity noodles?

Song Shiyue took the chopsticks, and under the attack of the fragrant soup noodles, he was not in a hurry to eat. Instead, he was immersed in the memory of the original owner who hadn't turned it over for a long time.

Okay...really...

Birthday...

Because I am afraid that the noodles may be broken if the ingredients are added, this bowl of noodles is a bowl of smooth noodles.

Yu Nianbing's garnishes were served in separate bowls.

The sliced ​​lamb soaked in the soup and stewed rottenly, the sweet and salty smoked fish was made after the frying pan, the soaked fungus, mushrooms and bamboo shoots mixed with wild vegetables were fried with miscellaneous vegetables, and a few pieces of mixed vegetables could be seen inside sausage.In addition, a box of canned luncheon meat was opened. The fried luncheon meat was neatly arranged in a row, and the golden color was very attractive.

Two pickled salted goose eggs were cut on another plate, and the oil from the dark golden egg yolk was moistened to the bottom of the next plate.

This kind of setting up is also very luxurious.

The longevity noodle bowl contains a piece of long noodles, which cannot be bitten off.However, Yu Nianbing rolled out some ordinary noodles, which he could catch in a while, and it was just right to eat with these.

Song Shiyue looked at the luxurious breakfast in front of her, but she was filled with mixed flavors and sighed with joy.

This is the original body's birthday...but...not his own.But Yu Nianbing's intention is... but it should be for himself... right?

For some reason, Song Shiyue's mind was suddenly in a trance, and she suddenly began to feel that the happiness and friendship at this time seemed to be...stolen.Maybe some days are so good, so good that they have forgotten and neglected too much, and suddenly remembered, it is inevitable that some troubles will arise.

The noodles made by Yu Nianbing are delicious.

The noodles do not lose their elasticity and are full of the taste of fresh soup.

Song Shiyue obediently poured the whole longevity noodles that took up half of the bowl into her belly, and then glanced at Yu Nianbing, whose eyebrows were filled with satisfaction, and the poached egg hidden under her face. Catch it up and eat it.

Then you can eat normal noodles with a table full of heads.Not only Song Shiyue eats something, but others also eat it.

So far, there is no need to conceal any surprises, the one who comes in is a grinning "Happy Birthday".

Song Shiyue also didn't expect that the first real combat that he had made for more than a month was actually used here.

With a little embarrassed happiness, Song Shiyue acted very well, even better than she thought.

Are you happy, happy.

It's just... this happiness is mixed with too much, not pure.

Yu Nianbing put a lot of thought into this breakfast, and the taste was even better than usual.

Because there is too little rice noodles, everyone who hasn't eaten flour-based products for a long time feels that the noodles are delicious and all of them have a bulging belly.

After breakfast, it was logical to arrive at the gift-giving link.

Ning Chuyang’s gift was a little white sheep with a big palm. It was poked with wool. Don’t look at it because of conditions and there is no dye. It can only be poked a pure white, but it really looks good and can stand still. The woolly Q version lamb is very cute.

Of course, it seems that Feng Qianqian should have stretched out her hand of friendship.

Zhuang Jiachuan sent a greeting card, which looked plain on the surface. When opened, it turned out to be three-dimensional, or a three-dimensional villain playing pigs... It was really hard.

Feng Qianqian, who had helped others, made his move more generous, and directly produced a model of a small house based on the current bedroom of Song Shiyue and Yu Nianbing.The small model is not yet an empty shelf. After the detachable roof is removed, a few simple pieces of furniture can be seen inside, which are also made from the things in the bedroom.Even the small bedding on the bed, Feng Qianqian went to find the quilt of the same color, took down a little fabric and restored it.Just putting two villains is completely restored, which is very meaningful.

Song Shiyue thought, if Feng Qianqian secretly hid the little house in it, he would secretly lobbied Yu Nianbing to make two little men as gifts for herself and put them together.

But when Yu Nianbing took out the gift, Song Shiyue knew it was not.

Yu Nianbing gave a veil.Seeing that it should be made of a soft lining removed from something.There are fine hand-sewn edges on the four sides, and a small clump of green grass is embroidered on the corners. It looks cute and loving, like handkerchiefs sent to each other when dreaming back to ancient times.

Song Shiyue touched this and touched that. She really liked each one very much. She liked it so much that she was about to forget that this was her birthday she stole.

Only when she touched Yu Nianbing's small veil, Song Shiyue suddenly thought of another thing that seemed to be irrelevant.