[R18] Idiot (1v1)h – “Idiot (1v1)h” Idiot can shoot birds [English]

Worried that the mountain would not have enough to eat, the evening breeze took him to the mountain to hunt rabbits.

Her slingshot has a higher probability of hitting birds, but there are too few rabbits on the mountain, and they are almost killed by the surrounding mountain people.

She can only come here and try her luck with a fluke attitude.

However, I didn’t have any good luck today. I didn’t see any rabbits all afternoon, but I did see a few pheasants.

Unfortunately she missed.

I only shot a few sparrows and collected a pile of firewood.

She put the slingshot in Dashan’s hand and turned around to dig wild vegetables on the ground. When she turned around, she saw Dashan clumsily shooting birds into the sky with his slingshot.

“You can’t hit it that way.” Wanfeng went over to teach him, “Fill the stones here, then pull away…hold it, and aim at the bird…let me see, there is one over there, aim at its head…you can let go.”

As soon as she let go, the mountain also let go, and the stone hit the bird directly on the head.

She clapped her hands and said, “The mountains are so powerful.”

She thought that Dashan could hit just now because she had aimed it before, but she didn’t expect that when she turned around while digging wild vegetables, Dashan went to pick up six sparrows and came back.

“Did you hit him?” Wanfeng was a little surprised and a little unbelievable.

Dashan has just learned.

Dashan put the sparrow in the basket and pointed it at a sparrow flying in the sky.

“It’s flying. How could you…” Before Wanfeng could finish her words, a black shadow fell above her head. The flying sparrow was knocked down by the mountain and landed right at her feet.

Wanfeng: “…”

She looked at the mountain and asked for a long time, “Idiot, are you okay?”

Dashan smiled at her, his smile still innocent and silly, “Sister, if you want to fight, I will fight it for you.”

Wanfeng felt incredible, and she counted them on her fingers, “Rabbits, and the pheasants just now, and sparrows too. The more, the better. If you kill more, you can sell them.”

Dashan nodded, bent down to pick up stones, picked up one, and then raised his head to look for the bird. Without looking at the slingshot, he filled the stones with his left hand and focused on the bird parked on the tree.

Only then did Wanfeng realize that he was left-handed.

But she taught him to use his right hand when eating.

At first, he kept eating with his left hand, and she even hit his hand.

She doesn’t even know that he is left-handed.

In the evening, Dashan shot more than fifty sparrows. Wanfeng trotted back excitedly. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted to Cheng Yu, “Cheng Yu! Come out and take a look!”

Cheng Yu ran out and saw that the fool was taking down the basket from behind. There were branches, wild vegetables, and… dozens of sparrows in the basket.

“Oh my god! Sister, why are you so awesome today!?” Cheng Yu screamed, “So many…ah, sister, you are so awesome!”

“It wasn’t me.” Wanfeng pointed at the mountain with a smile, “It was the mountain that beat me.”

Cheng Yu was stunned and looked at Wanfeng in disbelief, “Sister, don’t lie to me. Is a fool capable of hunting birds?”

Wanfeng nodded.

Dashan’s hands and face were all covered in ashes, and the evening breeze took him to wash his face.

Cheng Yu was still drooling around the bunch of sparrows.

Wanfeng washed a towel and wiped Dashan’s face, then changed the water and washed it again, and saw Dashan twisting the towel over and wiping her face.

Wanfeng looked at he blankly.

Dashan lowered his head, his technique was a bit clumsy, just like the action he made when he was bathing her in the hotel, silly and stupid.

But when he looked down at her, his peach blossom eyes were shimmering and shining with stars.

He wiped her face clean, rubbed the towel on her lips a few times, his throat rolled, and asked in a low voice, “Sister, can I… bite your mouth?”

Wanfeng looked back at Cheng Yu, who was squatting on the ground counting sparrows.

She was a little shy, but she quickly tiptoed and touched the mountain lip.

The mountain pulled her, and the evening breeze pointed at Cheng Yu.

Dashan pursed his lips in grievance.

Wanfeng thought for a moment, pulled He and quietly entered the room.