Facing the troop that appeared in sight, Mo Shangjun began considering various possibilities.
However, Ding Jing, having recovered some strength, directly picked up the bamboo basket she had thrown on the ground and began rummaging for wild vegetables.
Mo Shangjun watched helplessly as she pulled out a bunch of fish mint.
This was the only washed bunch of fish mint.
Because Liang Zhiqiong was excited, and when she planned to eat fish mint, she washed a bunch along the way.
Mo Shangjun: "..."
"Hungry, aren't you? Want to eat a bit?"
Ding Jing enthusiastically offered to share with Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun raised a hand to touch her stomach.
Damn it, she only had three steamed buns for breakfast and was already starving.
Just because she was in pain all over, she hadn't noticed until now when she saw the fish mint... her stomach hurt.
Sharp, pulling pain, she pressed down hard, but it didn't relieve it at all.
She suddenly thought of Ya Tianxing.
