Chapter 62: Chicken in the Soup
Wake up to afternoon.
Opened the door, the courtyard was empty, the sky was a little gloomy, for some reason, Xiao Mu's mood at this time was like the weather, maybe it was because he had just gotten up.
He walked to the corner of the wall, squatted down, his chin propped up in his hands, leaned against the adobe wall, and stared intently into the distance.
"Whoosh~"
A strong cold wind blew, Xiao Mu sneezed, rubbed his nose, this cold wind completely woke him up, and hurriedly returned to the kitchen.
There was still an ember fire in the kitchen that had not been burned out, and the sporadic carbon fire still had a trace of warmth, and Xiao Mu, who didn't know how to make a fire, took a few firewoods and stuffed them into the fire.
It took a lot of effort to make the fire unkind, and it made a face of soot.
At some point, a drizzle began to fall outside.
Zhang Laohan hugged his trouser legs and ran to the kitchen barefoot, trembling.
Seeing that Xiao Mu failed to make a fire, he said: "Silly boy, the fire can't be lit, and I've eaten for so many years in vain." ”
Bend down and put the firewood in the air, "Look, let me teach you, this firewood can't be made into a pile, so that the air can't get in, and if it can't be burned, you have to put it in the air, and let the air in enough to support combustion." ”
Xiao Mu nodded hurriedly, "Uh-huh, I know." ”
"You kid, why aren't you angry? Don't you feel sorry for your clothes? Blame me. ”
Xiao Mu didn't pay attention to Zhang Laohan.
The two were silent for a while, and Zhang Laohan asked again: "Did you wake up in the cold?"
"Well, yes, my hands and feet are a little cold. ”
Zhang Laohan pointed to the fiery flame and said, "Next time you spread your pockets in the kitchen, you won't wake up cold when you bake the fire." ”
Xiao Mu felt that this method was okay, so he hurriedly nodded in agreement.
But if you think about it, it's not appropriate, "Won't I wake up cold when the fire is extinguished?"
Zhang Laohan pointed at Xiao Mu's head, "Say you're stupid, you're really stupid, don't you know how to use bad stakes? ”
But no matter how Zhang Laohan persuaded him, Xiao Mu still didn't want to believe it.
The rain gradually stopped.
Helpless, Zhang Laohan could only take him to the back mountain to cut down the stump.
After arriving at the back mountain, Zhang Laohan pointed to a dry stump and said: "Look, this stump is relatively easy to ignite, and it has good flammability and long duration, unlike the bad kind of pile, which is not ignited and easy to extinguish." ”
Xiao Mu was like a troubled teenager, and then asked, "Why is this?"
Zhang Laohan put down the axe in his hand and patted the stump.
"You see, this stump has only recently withered, and although there may be moths, it is not so serious, and it is relatively strong, and it will burn well, while bad wood is the opposite. ”
Xiao Mu, who listened to Zhang Laohan's tirade, lost interest, "Come on, I don't want to know about this, I know that it's flammable." ”
Zhang Laohan didn't continue to say, picking up the axe was a random chop.
Seeing Zhang Laohan sweating like rain, Xiao Mu asked, "Grandpa, are you hot? Why are you still sweating?" ”
"Aren't you talking nonsense, Lao Tzu is working hard here, can you not be hot, just talk nonsense. ”
Xiao Mu teased: "Don't scold, if you're scolding, I'll go back and let you carry it back alone." ”
Zhang Laohan looked at the stump, in fact, it was not that big, and he could take it home by himself.
Just to make Xiao Mu feel that he was very important, he said: "Don't don't, I won't talk about you, you wait for me, otherwise I won't be able to hold it alone." ”
Speaking of which, the weather is also abnormal, it has just rained, and now it is starting to rain again.
"Grandpa, it's raining, why don't you go back. Xiao Mu was a little anxious.
"What are you anxious about, it's raining so hard, look at your urgency, it's okay, wait, wait for me to cut off this stump." ”
But the sky was not beautiful, and for a time the wind was strong and the rain was pouring, which caught the two off guard.
The wind blows the leaves and the ground is yellow, and the rain beats the clothes and is full of water.
How could Xiao Mu, who was thin and weak, be tortured like this, Zhang Laohan took off his coat, hurriedly ran to Xiao Mu, and used his body and coat to create a safe haven for Xiao Mu.
But what's the use?
Zhang Lao couldn't resist the beating of the storm at all, and the raindrops the size of beans hit his body, which was very painful, and it was no different from the hail beating.
It was clearly visible that the rain was flowing down Zhang Laohan's trouser legs, but Zhang Laohan still did not move.
However, the covering surface of the clothes is limited, and Xiao Mu is still wet.
The young and ignorant Xiao Mu complained: "Look, I asked you to cut the stump, but now it's okay, the stump was not cut, but it became a soup chicken." ”
Zhang Laohan comforted and said: "It's okay, it's okay, you only get drenched in the rain a few times once in a while, so it's okay, you can enhance your immunity." ”
The wind blew stronger and stronger, and Xiao Mu couldn't hold on anymore.
"Grandpa, let's go, we're already wet anyway, or let's go back in the rain." ”
How could Zhang Laohan agree, and reprimanded Xiao Mu: "No, how can this work, no, no, absolutely not, wait for the rain to light a little and then go back." ”
But Xiao Mu, who couldn't help the wind, couldn't bear the wet and cold weather for a long time, pushed Zhang Laohan's clothes away, turned around and ran out.
"If you don't go back, forget it, I'll go back myself. ”
Helpless, Zhang Laohan had no choice but to follow Xiao Mu back.
The way home was a small road, muddy and a little steep.
Xiao Mu just ran desperately in the direction of home, and the wind blew so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Smack"
Xiao Mu fell a lot and slid forward a few meters, almost sliding into the ditch.
Xiao Mu tried to grab the grass and trees on the side of the road, but he didn't catch it, and he got a few scratches.
However, Xiao Mu didn't cry at that time, maybe because no one was around him, so he didn't cry.
Gritting his teeth, he stood up cautiously, pulled the grass and trees on the side of the road, and slowly moved forward like walking on thin ice.
It took a lot of effort to return home, only to find that his back and buttocks were muddy.
At this time, his whole body was trembling, he had tried to make a fire, but he still did not succeed.
He could only stand and wait for Zhang Laohan to come back, and he didn't change his clothes, because he was so cold that he didn't want to move, and any bit of skin contact with his clothes was extremely cold.
But before Zhang Laohan came back, Xiao Mu began to get angry slowly, and kept muttering: "This old man, you have to get some stumps and teach me something." At the same time, he was also complaining that he was going with Zhang Laohan.
After a while, Zhang Laohan, who was looking around, finally appeared in the line of sight.
Xiao Mu shouted: "Grandpa, hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to die of cold." ”
"Don't shout, it's useless to shout, you deserve to run so fast. ”
Zhang Laohan's voice was a little loud, Xiao Mu may have been frightened, and originally wanted to say a few words about Zhang Laohan, but now it's okay, and the atmosphere doesn't dare to breathe.