"Ms. Cheng, what are you planning to do today?"

"Can you tell us all first?"

"..."

Everyone spoke in a flurry of words, and Cheng Shuiyao couldn't resist the enthusiasm.

"Everyone, please step back and give Mrs. Cheng some space. We will see what to cook later." Yang Qi saw that Cheng Shuiyao was interrupted several times and hurriedly came out to greet everyone.

You can't help but listen to Yang Qi's words.

So although everyone was reluctant, they still slowly backed away, but their eyes couldn't stop looking towards Cheng Shuiyao.

"Ms. Cheng is quite a celebrity now." Yang Qi joked, successfully making Cheng Shuiyao blush.

"Okay, okay, don't put your hat on me, I'm still cooking." Cheng Shuiyao smiled slightly and lowered her head to do what she was doing.

When they entered the city yesterday, Yang Qi and the others bought a bunch of supplies, fearing that Cheng Shuiyao would not have enough.

After all, who doesn’t want to try more of Mrs. Cheng’s craftsmanship?

Cheng Shuiyao looked at the ingredients that suddenly increased several times, felt confident, and started to light a fire to cook.

Tofu is not easy to store, so it is better to eat it early, so Cheng Shuiyao chose to make Mapo tofu without hesitation.

The fresh tofu was briefly soaked in water, and then quickly scooped up. Cheng Shuiyao did not panic at all, and casually used chili tempeh and other seasonings to bring out the base flavor, and then poured the tofu into the pot.

Pour in the flour and water several times to thicken the sauce. Cheng Shuiyao covers the pot and uses low heat to reduce the juice.

The staple food is still pancakes, but if you eat too much, they become a bit boring.

Cheng Shuiyao thought for a moment, then cut the pancake in the middle and filled it with the mapo tofu that had just come out of the pan.

For a moment, the fresh and salty aroma hit their faces, and everyone could no longer restrain their curiosity. They ran over directly regardless of Yang Qi's words.

"What's the name of what Mrs. Cheng did today?"

"Is this tofu? Why does it look so solid and not falling apart at all?"

"How come this soup is so good?"

Everyone was quarreling with each other, and there were so many questions that Cheng Shuiyao couldn't answer them at all, so she could only look at Yang Qi as if asking for help.

Yang Qi had no choice but to ask Cheng Shuiyao to quickly distribute the cakes and let them calm down for a while.

After finally calming down, Cheng Shuiyao rubbed her temples and squatted next to Xiao Ji, "Does it taste good?"

"Yeah," Xiao Ji nodded slightly, "it tastes better than the one made at home."

The tone was neither salty nor light, but at least it was a compliment. Cheng Shuiyao knew his temper, so she didn't care so much and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

After a short rest, everyone had to set off again, but counting the days, we were not far from the place of exile.

So everyone was in a relatively relaxed mood, and there was gradually more laughter and laughter on the road.

Because of Cheng Shuiyao's ability, everyone in the Xiao Mansion did not suffer much. Although they lost some weight along the way, it was not harmful in the end.

After several days of traveling, looking at the increasingly empty surroundings, Yang Qi compared the map with joy on his face, "We will reach the place of exile in two days."

"Very good!"

“Finally it’s almost here!”

Everyone got excited when they heard the sound and congratulated each other with smiles.

Cheng Shuiyao's little face also showed joy, and she clapped her hands happily.

The hard days of sleeping in the open air are finally coming to an end, and she can finally sleep peacefully!

Yang Qi glanced at the darkening sky, turned around in a good mood and said, "Since we're almost there, there's no need to rush on the road in such a hurry. Everyone has been tired these past few days, so let's spend the night repairing here."

Hearing the sound, everyone was even more excited. They gathered together in twos and threes and discussed their plans after arriving at the place.

The moon gradually hung on the branches. No matter how excited everyone was, they could not overcome the fatigue of the whole day, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Cheng Shuiyao was suddenly awakened by a nightmare at night. Looking at everyone in silence, she suppressed her screams.

Rubbing her brows quite tiredly, Cheng Shuiyao felt sleepy for the time being and simply got up and walked around.

Although there is no wind tonight, it is winter after all and it is still very cold.

Cheng Shuiyao rubbed her hands and exhaled again, feeling a little warmer.

Some of the difficulties on the road to exile in the original article have been basically solved. Xiao Ji didn't suffer the pain of losing his relatives, so he shouldn't have become so extreme, right?

Cheng Shuiyao was thinking to herself, unconsciously walking further and further away. When she came back to her senses, she was surprised to find that she had lost her way.

"Where are they?" Cheng Shuiyao looked at the vast snowy field and almost made herself stupid to death.

There was a leak in the house and it rained all night. Just as she was about to return, her feet suddenly became empty and she fell directly into a trap.

"Who set this trap!" Cheng Shuiyao frowned and looked at the animal trap clamped to her ankle. She tried her best for a long time without breaking it open.

I tried shouting a few times, but the surroundings were empty and there was no echo except for the occasional sound of wind.

His ankle was pinched and bleeding, and he almost lost all feeling.

Cheng Shuiyao gritted her teeth and tried to pull it, but after all, she was weak and had no strength, so she couldn't break it open at all.

It’s over, I’m going to die here before I get there!

Cheng Shuiyao felt a little aggrieved, her voice was hoarse from shouting, and no one cared about her.

"But fortunately, it's a little warmer in this cave than outside, so you don't have to worry about freezing to death." Cheng Shuiyao took pleasure in the pain and forced herself to comfort herself.

Helplessly sitting aside, Cheng Shuiyao half-supported his head, drinking spiritual spring water to replenish his strength while thinking about ways to get out.

On the other side, Xiao Ji woke up habitually in the middle of the night and subconsciously looked around, but could not find Cheng Shuiyao.

Xiao Ji stood up rather uneasy, looked at the footprints on the ground, and soon found the one pointing in the opposite direction.

Xiao Ji carefully compared the size of the footprints and was almost certain that they belonged to Cheng Shuiyao, and then quickly followed the footprints to look outside.

The cold wind howled by, and heavy snow suddenly began to fall all over the sky.

Seeing that the footprints were about to be covered by new snow, Xiao Ji's expression turned cold and he quickened his pace.

In the cave, Cheng Shuiyao looked at the heavy snow and felt a little desperate.

At this time, she had no feeling at all in her ankles, and the blood stained the corners of her skirt red, and then accumulated in a small puddle on the ground along the hem of her skirt.

She lost too much blood and couldn't see clearly. Cheng Shuiyao could only drink the spiritual spring water desperately to restore some strength.

"Shui Yao! Shui Yao!" Xiao Ji's voice suddenly rang.

Cheng Shuiyao couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality, but her survival instinct supported her and she answered twice.

"Why did you fall?" Xiao Ji came over based on the voice. Looking at Cheng Shuiyao in the cave, his expression suddenly changed.

Cheng Shuiyao could no longer hear clearly, raised her head in confusion, and then fell to the side.

Seeing that Cheng Shuiyao didn't respond, Xiao Ji didn't care about anything else and jumped directly into the pit and walked towards Cheng Shuiyao anxiously.


Chapter completed!