My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 112 Let's make it clear first, I don't owe you anything.



Chapter 112 Let's make it clear first, I don't owe you anything.

"Ah!" Yang Fenglan jumped down and screamed in surprise when she saw Xiao Yuanshan withdraw his hand.

You bastard!

You promised to pick her up, why did you stop?!

I can almost foresee myself falling and becoming seriously injured.

The image of her best friend flashed through Yang Fenglan's mind.

Oh dear, if Yingying were here, she would have made sure she was unharmed.

Compared to men, I feel safer with my best friend.

The imagined scenario of a dog eating poop did not happen.

Yang Fenglan felt as if she had fallen into a warm embrace.

Slowly opening one eye, he saw an enlarged version of Xiao Yuanshan.

in fact……

That statement wasn't entirely absolute.

Men make me feel safer than my best friend.

Especially men with a strong presence...

A strong arm wrapped tightly around Yang Fenglan's lower back, spun her around once, released the force, and then let go.

The whole process only takes a few seconds.

Yang Fenglan steadied herself, her face flushed.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Looking up, I saw that Xiao Yuanshan's face was red all the way to the roots of his neck.

The man turned around, picked up his knife, and went into the woods to cut vines.

"What are you doing in Nanshan? Aren't you afraid of danger, being a woman all alone?"

"Wealth is found in danger."

"That's true, you can climb trees if you encounter danger."

Yang Fenglan: ...

Is this mocking her?

I was just saying how funny she was climbing the tree.

A short while later, Xiao Yuanshan took a rattan cane, twisted it into a rope, and went to tie up the wild boar.

Yang Fenglan followed and asked curiously, "This wild boar weighs at least 300 jin (150 kg). How do you plan to get it back?"

"Carry it back."

"Carry it? All by yourself?"

"Isn't there you here?" the man suddenly looked over with a mocking expression.

Yang Fenglan felt inexplicably teased. "I can't carry that, don't count on me."

"hehe."

Xiao Yuanshan chuckled twice, picked up his steel knife, and plunged it into the wild boar's neck.

With great effort, he cut off the pig's head, "to drain the blood and discard the head, so it will be easier."

"What? You don't want such a big pig's head?" Yang Fenglan's eyes widened.

In her hometown, every household has a bowl of braised pig's head on their dinner table during the Spring Festival.

He actually said no!

What should I do? I really want to tell her that I don't want it and give it to her.

But then I feel like I'm trying to get a bargain, so I can't bring myself to ask.

"If you can take it with you, then it's yours," Xiao Yuanshan said casually.

"Huh? You mean, you gave it to me?" Yang Fenglan couldn't believe it.

Xiao Yuanshan held the pig's head in his hand and weighed it in his hand. "It only weighs twenty or thirty pounds. Can you carry it?"

Yang Fenglan smiled, her eyes crinkling, "If you want money, you can't carry it; if you don't want money, you can carry another one."

"Hehe." Xiao Yuanshan chuckled.

Put the pig's head into Yang Fenglan's basket, cover it with fallen leaves, and say, "Let's take the same old route as before, so no one can see it."

He worried that this frail woman would be easily deceived if she had anything good.

"Don't worry, I understand." Yang Fenglan gave an OK sign. "Well, what I'm saying is, you gave me this pig's head because you didn't want it anymore, so it's not like I owe you anything."

"No, I wasn't planning on having it anyway, you got it for free."

"..." If you can't speak properly, then don't speak.

The pig weighed over 300 jin (approximately 150 kg), but after removing the blood and the pig's head, less than 300 jin (approximately 150 kg) remained.

But it was still a behemoth.

Xiao Yuanshan used the vines to lift it up.

Yang Fenglan felt like she was going to die even carrying a pig's head on her back, but this man actually carried a whole pig by himself!

Are the differences between men and women really that big?

Having at least gotten a pig's head, Yang Fenglan eagerly stepped forward, "Big brother, let me help you with the bow."

“Alright.” Xiao Yuanshan was generous, freeing one hand to hand the bow to Yang Fenglan.

Yang Fenglan reached out to catch it, but her hand suddenly felt heavy, and due to inertia, she almost fell forward.

"So...heavy!"

Xiao Yuanshan silently took back his bow. "I'll take it myself."


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