Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 816: 208: The Truth!

Ni Yang sat steadily on the tree trunk, using a brush to secure her long hair behind her head, revealing a face as clear and refined as a painting.

Her long black hair instantly disappeared between her pale fingers, which surprised Mr. Du.

A tiny brush, yet so magically effective.

A strand of hair mischievously slid from her forehead, Ni Yang casually swept it back and yawned, "I’m so sleepy, I’m going to sleep now. Mr. Du, you should sleep early too."

As she spoke, Ni Yang lay down on the tree trunk.

Fortunately, she hadn’t worn a cheongsam today, otherwise it would have been really inconvenient.

Mr. Du sat under the tree, picking up a few dry branches and placing them on the blazing bonfire, the new wood causing sparks to fly.

The two, one above and one below the tree, coexisted in extreme harmony.

After a while, Ni Yang’s even breathing could be heard from above the tree.

Actually, there were still many large wild animals in the mountains at this time, but because of the bonfire burning here, no wild animals dared to approach.

Mr. Du lazily leaned against the tree trunk, half-squinting his eyes, twirling Buddha Beads in his hand, it was unclear whether he was asleep or not.

Yet, the bonfire below the tree kept burning until daybreak.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

The golden morning sun shone through the gaps in the tree leaves, casting a misty golden light in the forest, giving a lively and vibrant feel.

Ni Yang slowly opened her eyes, looked at the tender green leaves above her, was momentarily bewildered, then sat up from the tree trunk, stretched her limbs, and loosened her muscles.

A bit more awake, Ni Yang looked down from the tree, Mr. Du, who had been sleeping under the tree, was nowhere to be seen, and only a few sparks still flickered on the nearby bonfire.

Where could he have gone so early in the morning?

Eaten by a tiger?

Ni Yang frowned slightly, and just then, Mr. Du came from not far away with two plump Stream Fish skewered on a branch he carried.

So he wasn’t eaten by a tiger after all, Ni Yang waved at him, "Good morning."

"Morning." Mr. Du placed the Stream Fish down and then said, "There are two small streams if you turn left not far from here, do you want to go wash up?" _{𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚}

"Really?" Ni Yang jumped down from the tree trunk stably and landed firmly, "Did you catch this fish?"

"Yes." Mr. Du nodded.

"I didn’t expect you to be able to fish," Ni Yang continued, "I’ll go wash up first. Let’s have Grilled Fish for breakfast. Give me the fish, I’ll take them and prepare them."

"Prepare?" Mr. Du asked puzzledly, "Isn’t it just grilled directly?"

Ni Yang helplessly shook her head, "You must be one of those aristocrats who don’t concern themselves with worldly matters... Ah, no, rather, a wealthy noble, not to know such basic life skills."

Mr. Du: "..."

Just as Mr. Du had said, to the left was a clear stream that was visible to the bottom, lined with a layer of pebbles, reflecting dazzling light under the sun, and some rainbow trout could be seen swimming in the stream.

There were some copper coin grass and unidentified wild flowers growing by the stream, creating a beautiful scene that, in later generations, would definitely be a popular spot for photos.

The cool water splashed on her face, immediately making her feel much more awake.

There was no toothpaste in the wilderness, but fortunately, Ni Yang found a kind of herbal plant substitute, chewed it a few times in her mouth, then rinsed with clean water.

After grooming, Ni Yang began to clean the Stream Fish.

When Ni Yang returned with the fish, Mr. Du had rekindled the nearly extinguished bonfire.

He sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, twirling the Buddha Beads in his hand as if ready to ascend with the wind at any moment.

Ni Yang didn’t disturb him, and began to grill the fish in front of the bonfire.

The wild Stream Fish from the mountains were extremely delicious, incomparable to the feed-raised fish from modern days, and soon the air was filled with an irresistible aroma.

Mr. Du’s eyelids twitched, finally understanding why Ananda, the elder, had never been able to fully renounce worldly attachments.

This mortal world was indeed hard to leave behind.

Seeing that the Grilled Fish seemed about done, Ni Yang handed one to Mr. Du, "Try it and see how it tastes."

Mr. Du lightly lifted his eyelids, took the Grilled Fish, and took a bite.

The fish was fresh and tender, leaving a lingering taste that was delightful.

It was very different from the fishy taste he had anticipated.

"Very good."

Ni Yang also took a bite, "Actually, this isn’t even the best tasting Grilled Fish. The mountain lacks seasonings. Authentic Grilled Fish brushed with sesame oil and chili oil and then topped with spring onion, ginger, and garlic—that is truly delicious."