Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 147 As long as the two of you are happy together, everything else can wait.

Fu Zhuchen had already tidied up the venue perfectly. A camping lamp sat on the black table, and fresh ingredients were arranged separately according to meat and vegetables.

Huo Wenji was busy starting a fire, his lighter clicking away, but he couldn't get the charcoal to ignite.

He relentlessly criticized Fu Zhuchen: "Look at the lousy charcoal you bought, is it damp? Even Laozi's Samadhi Fire might not be able to light it! It would be so much easier to just have someone deliver the grilled skewers."

"Get out of the way. I'll do it."

Xie Fu was annoyed by his incessant nagging, so she snatched the lighter from his hand, dripped a few drops of oil onto a piece of toilet paper, and then accurately tossed it into the charcoal fire. As soon as the lighter came close, flames instantly ignited.

"Isn't it lit? Is it that hard?" Xie Fu raised an eyebrow at him.

Huo Wenji stared at the burning fire in silence for three seconds: "It must be that my posture when I lit the fire was not quite right."

Xie Fu tapped him on the head: "And another thing, you little illiterate, that's called Samadhi True Fire, not Samadhi."

Fu Zhuchen, who was busy skewering skewers nearby, couldn't help but scoff, "Tsk tsk tsk, some people are only good at mining. They're lazy, don't know anything about farming, and can't even light a charcoal stove. They even blame me for buying bad charcoal. The fun of camping is in doing it yourself. If everything is done for you, what kind of barbecue is that?"

Xie Fu said lightly, "It's better to be unable to distinguish between the five grains than to be seduced and then abandoned."

Fu Zhuchen took a deep breath and tightened his grip: "Well done, you guys are really great!"

The three of them were attacking each other without any distinction between themselves and others, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that it was actually a two-against-one "siege".

The "war" only came to a temporary end when Yan Zhuoyu arrived with Pei Weijin in her car.

Everyone was doing their own job, and Yan Zhuoyu was no exception. She used the water from her water storage bag to wash a few persimmons she had picked.

She didn't dare wash too many, after all, there are many kinds of barbecue ingredients, and there are also many things to pay attention to when eating persimmons. If she ate incompatible foods, it would be a shame to get a stomachache.

Pei Weijin was assigned to brush the ingredients with seasonings, Huo Wenji took over the task of skewering the ingredients, while Fu Zhuchen couldn't wait to start grilling the first batch of ingredients.

Yan Zhuoyu and Xie Fu sat on fishing chairs, their legs crossed, just waiting for the fish to bite, looking very relaxed.

About five minutes later, Yan Zhuoyu's fishing rod made a move.

"Hey, it looks like I've got a fish on the hook."

Yan Zhuoyu suddenly perked up and pulled the fishing line back with all her might. This fish was quite strong, and it even made her stand up.

Shef blinked; she hadn't expected to actually be able to catch fish in this place.

Afraid of disturbing the fish, she lowered her voice, which sounded soft and sweet: "Do you need my help?"

"Yes, yes, this fish is quite big. I'll bring it over in a bit, and you take the net and scoop it up whenever you see a fish!" Yan Zhuoyu quickly replied.

"it is good!"

Xie Fu held the landing net beside her, keeping a close eye on the water.

The fish was finally exhausted from being pulled, and Yan Zhuoyu took the opportunity to quickly pull back the fishing line.

The two sisters worked in perfect harmony, lifting and lowering the net to fling the fish ashore.

It is a black fish that is nearly half a meter long.

Xie Fu, participating in fishing for the first time, looked at Yan Zhuoyu with starry eyes and exclaimed, "Wow, Zhuoyu, you're amazing!"

"No problem at all~"

Yan Zhuoyu smiled brightly. She loved hearing girls praise her, always feeling that girls' compliments were the most sincere.

Suppressing a laugh, she picked up her phone to take a picture and post it on her WeChat Moments: "Sister Xie Fu, do you want to take a picture together with our spoils?"

"Okay, remember to send me a copy of the photo!"

After the photos were taken, Yan Zhuoyu called everyone over to process the fish.

The two sisters leisurely lay back on the fishing chairs. When Yan Zhuoyu saw Xie Fu take a persimmon, she smiled and said, "You also like softer ones?"

"Of course, it's soft and not astringent."

Shef took a bite of the persimmon, and her eyes narrowed from the sweetness.

After eating half a persimmon, Xie Fu waited for a while before the fishing rod remained still. Bored, she asked, "You've been married for two or three months now, haven't you? When are you planning to go public with it?"

The aroma of barbecue wafted on the wind to the two of them, carrying an enticing fragrance.

Yan Zhuoyu sighed: "It will take some time. It's not very responsible to suddenly announce a relationship, especially a marriage, without any works.

Xie Fu folded her hands behind her head and said, "That's true. In short, there's no rush. As long as the two of us are happy together, everything else can wait."

Although that's what she said, Yan Zhuoyu felt that Pei Weijin was in a hurry.

After chatting for a while, Fu Zhuchen, too lazy to run over and call them, simply called out from a distance, "Come and eat!"

With a clear division of labor and a large enough grill, the team was highly efficient, and the table was soon filled with grilled skewers.

The lamb skewers sizzled and dripped with oil, sprinkled with cumin. The golden, sweet bread slices were soft and delicious. The blackfish that had just been caught had been cleaned and was being grilled over charcoal on the grill.

Yan Zhuoyu picked up a small pancake, rolled the grilled pork belly and mutton skewers inside, and then pulled them off with force.

She moved a stool and sat down next to Pei Weijin, feeding him: "You've worked hard, honey, eat first~"

"Thank you."

Pei Weijin was busy mixing sauces and brushing them onto the skewered vegetables. He was wearing gloves on both hands, so it was inconvenient for him to take the food directly from Yan Zhuoyu's hand and take a bite.

The fatty pork belly was rolled in a pancake, reducing the greasiness and releasing a wonderful aroma. Fu Zhuchen's control of the heat was just right, resulting in tender and juicy meat that was sweet and salty with a hint of cumin.

After eating a few, Yan Zhuoyu pulled out a pair of gloves and put them on: "Let me work with you. It's a little embarrassing to just eat and not do any work."

Pei Weijin chuckled: "I roasted it for you to eat, don't be shy, you must be tired from fishing."

Before the sauce was ready, Yan Zhuoyu started skewering the meat. Her technique was a bit clumsy, and seeing Huo Wenji's expression, she skewered a few skewers, but the meat was a bit loose.

"I teach you."

Pei Weijin took off his gloves and changed into another pair to avoid mixing raw and cooked foods.

He demonstrated to Yan Zhuoyu: "Skewer the meat pieces tightly, otherwise they will easily fall apart when grilling."

"Understood! Promise to complete the task!"

Once she found the trick, Yan Zhuoyu's movements became smoother, and for a time she was even more efficient than Huo Wenji's.

Fu Zhuchen looked up and saw a mountain of skewers.

"Brother, sister, stop wearing this! You capitalists are just exploitative. Everyone else gets fed, but nobody cares about me. I'm starving to death, you know!"

Huo Wenji chuckled as he took off his gloves and fed Fu Zhuchen, casually putting his arm around Fu's shoulder: "How could I forget you, bro? With great power comes great responsibility. You're our pillar of strength."

On the surface, it was a display of brotherly affection, but in reality, Fu Zhuchen was still grilling skewers, taking the opportunity to rest for a while.

As darkness fell, some small flying insects were also attracted by the bright yellow camping lights.

Pei Weijin finally finished preparing the sauce, and Yan Zhuoyu changed her gloves, ready to brush the sauce onto the meat skewers with him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a dark figure land on Pei Weijin's shoulder.

"Don't move, a longhorn beetle has flown onto you."

Yan Zhuoyu's first reaction was to get up and grab some tissues to shoo away the longhorn beetle.

Unexpectedly, the power cord next to it was pulled, causing the table to tilt and knock over Pei Weijin's small bowl of freshly prepared marinade, spilling the sauce all over the floor.

With a sharp "bang," the longhorn beetle was startled and ran away, and the others all looked over.

Yan Zhuoyu, still holding a tissue, looked flustered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I spilled the sauce you just prepared..."