This chapter is a sign plus more.,Not included in the daily plan.,Thank you.,I'm stupid.,The brain is not smart.,It's okay to keep changing every day.,I beg your understanding.,Thank you.。

The inside of the room is not like the outside, most people have made a suspended ceiling, Xu Yi's house is the same, but this is not like the purpose of the north is mainly for heating, the ceiling is made strong, and even can support people, and it is necessary to install grass ash or sawdust or something to increase the warmth of the room, and the ceiling is made here, just to separate the roof, to avoid the dust on it from falling, and then to increase the beauty, in the past, newspapers and sorghum stalks were used to make shelves, and then a layer of newspaper was pasted at the bottom, I don't come back often, this is still the time when the old way is in, take the light blue greenhouse plastic and nail it directly under the coffin with a thin pole.

When I entered the house, I first looked at the kang and the box containing things, and I didn't find anything wrong, so I breathed a sigh of relief, but Xu Yi also secretly wondered in his heart, whether to find something to cover the box, so as to save in case of water leakage, all the things in this box will be wasted.

There was no water on the ground, and when I looked up, I found that there was a lot of water on the plastic sheet above the door, which was so pressed that it bulged outward, and it looked like the belly of a pregnant woman who was seven or eight months pregnant.

I thought that there was a leak of rain from above, and the water leaked into the ceiling, but it was blocked by plastic sheets and could not seep down, so they all gathered inside, but I don't know if there is something in the water that is moldy, or if the roof above is moldy.

Wondering what was going on with the thin slab on it, Xu Yi went out and moved the ladder back to the kitchen, leaned against the wall between the kitchen and the inner room, climbed up the ladder, and looked through the ceiling of the inner room from the empty space between the wall and the ridge.

It was so dark on the roof of the canopy that I couldn't see it clearly.

I haven't used the flashlight at home for several years, and the battery is not installed, so it's definitely too late to buy it now.

Xu Yi remembered that he had to buy a few candles every year when he worshiped his godfather and the old man, and there were basically no power outages over the years, so there were fewer candles to sell, and every time he went to buy, he had to find a good meal, so in the past few years, he would buy more every time he bought them.

This year, when sweeping the tomb during the Qingming Festival, I bought it last year, and I remember that there were still leftovers, Xu Yi climbed down and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find a section.

By the light of the candle, Xu Yi found that the two thin plates that were directly above the water were a little wet, and a layer of cyan mold grew on them. Reaching out and touching it, there was still a bit of a slippery and greasy feeling, and the dirt between the two thin plates fell into the water below, and there were still some grass foam and other things on the water, which were also covered with blue-black hair, and I thought it was the smell of these things.

Stretched out his hand and picked the thin board, the surface of a layer of mold was caught off a little, revealing the light yellow clean wood inside, reached out and picked hard, only scratched out a fingerprint, can not pick down anything, it seems that the rain leakage is not long, but the surface is rotten, as long as the leakage is good, waiting for the board to dry will be fine, there is no need to change the thin board for the time being.

Blowing out the candles, Xu Yi took the ladder out of the house, set it up on the eaves, and carefully climbed to the roof.

As soon as I got to the roof, I knew what was going on, the roof of Xu Yi's house was the terracotta tiles of the former Taoist temple, and there were some defects on the edge of one of the tiles, I don't know if it was blown by the wind or brought in by bird droppings, and a thumb-thick dry artemisia pole grew in this gap, stuck in the middle of the two tiles, and lifted up the originally dense tiles. The rainwater from above flowed down and leaked directly from the cracks in the tiles to the layer of mud on top of the thin room below for hanging tiles, and after the mud was wet, it leaked down.

It's simple, just replace the bad one later, and you don't need to replace the other tiles.

Xu Yi directly took off the pried up tile and put it aside with a few pieces around it, and then pulled out the artemisia pole, only to see that there was still an abandoned bird's nest inside, which was also overgrown with penicillium, it seems that even if the artemisia does not grow, this leakage will be sooner or later, throw away the bird's nest, and there is a round hole about the size of a teacup on the layer of soil covered by the thin plate of the lower room, and a large piece of soil around the hole is almost a foot square and has been moistened and crisped.

Xu Yi directly broke off all the crispy mud with his hands and threw it on the ground, seeing that the top side of the thin plate was also a little moldy, he still felt uneasy, and pressed it harder, but fortunately, although it was a little wet, it still didn't move at all.

Coming down from the roof, I casually went to the ruins next to it and found an intact tile and placed it next to the wall.

Patting the dirt on his hands, Xu Yi went into the kitchen and lifted the upside-down bucket from the board of the water tank.

The octagonal well behind the house is also the old thing of the Taoist temple in those years, the well of more than ten meters deep is lined with polished and smooth bluestone slabs, and at noon, the wellhead still exudes a burst of cool air.

The water of this well is clear and sweet, and basically the entire Taoist temple was this well for eating and using at that time, and it has never dried up for decades.

The old road next to the well also opened a vegetable field, about the size of half an acre, planting some melons, fruits and vegetables or something, but I haven't planted anything over the years, even the leek, Xu Yi hasn't eaten it for several years, and the weeds in it grow more lush than leeks.

On the contrary, it was the artichoke planted on one side that was planted on the side unattended, and spread everywhere, and after the artichoke bloomed every autumn, the people in the village were also busy with the work in the field, and some people came here to dig some and take back the pickles. At this time, it is almost frosty, and the artichoke also grows with hypertrophied rhizomes and full juice, and it is very good to dig it out whether it is eaten raw or made into pickles. Xu Yi's artichoke can dig up a few sacks if it is dug out, and he can't eat it all, so he will dig it up to them, anyway, even if he digs it, as long as there are a few tubers left, it will be a large patch of lush next year.

In the early years, there were a lot of artichokes planted in the village, but no one has planted this thing in recent years, at most it is to eat fresh, but Xu Yi is too far away here, and there are fewer and fewer people who come to dig it.

This is just a matter of three or five tiles, and there is not much soil used, Xu Yi simply dug a few shovels of soil in the corner of the vegetable field, and then grabbed the wheat straw from the wheat straw pile that was about to rot and stirred it evenly, and then took water from the well and poured it on the soil mound.

After being bored for a while, Xu Yi directly took the shovel and turned it over a few times, and after stirring it evenly, he took two shovels and poured them on the thin plate, smoothing it out at one time.

Originally, the thin soil of this house should be wiped layer by layer, constantly leveled, dry a layer and then wipe the next layer, so as to save the thin plate from being deformed by moisture, so that the roof will be uneven, it looks particularly ugly, and in case of collapse, the roof is waterlogged, and the house will definitely leak.

Therefore, the rural building house tile is very particular, generally have to pick a summer sunny day, so from early to noon, basically thick enough, then smeared with a thin layer of wet soil, this can be hung on the roof from the eaves row by row, until the ridge of the house to seal the soil, press the ridge tile.

Xu Yi has been playing in the village since he was a child, but he has seen a lot of people on the tile, but if he really lets him do it, it definitely won't work, neither the speed nor the technology is up to standard, this really makes him get it, if he doesn't do it, he will have to leak rain and run water, isn't that a mess for others.

But just a few tiles, it's not too much of a problem, but Xu Yi doesn't have so much time to wait for the layers to be wiped down, and this is just a few pieces, although the thin plate below is already wet, it is moldy and not deformed, so it won't collapse again.

Moreover, this terracotta tile is not really breathable at all, after this is done, as long as there are a few sunny days this room sheet and the mud on it will be dry, as long as there is no more rain leakage, it will be fine, this is really to live, sooner or later this house will have to be rebuilt. Xu Yi put a few more green tiles back in their original state, and pressed them lightly to make them stick firmly with the mud underneath.

Got up and stepped on the roof to look around, and saw that there were no broken tiles on the roof, and there were no more artemisia grass or small saplings growing on the roof, Xu Yi climbed down from the roof with confidence.

After sitting on the threshold and resting for a while, Xu Yi got up and went back to the house, after all, how about this large pool of rainwater on the ceiling. However, the water was too far away from the gable to reach it from the ladder, and if two people were fine, one person could hold something and hold the plastic sheeting and get the water to the edge of the gable, and the other person could stand on the ladder and scoop the water out.

There is only one person, and the water can only break a small hole in the plastic sheeting and put it down directly from below.

For the sake of insurance, Xu Yi went directly to bring the laundry basin at home, which was made of fish scale iron.

Fish scale iron is also a thin iron sheet that is galvanized, and the zinc plated on it forms an irregular pattern on the iron plate, which looks like fish scales, so it is called fish scale iron. In the early years, there were tin craftsmen on the street, who used this thing to make some buckets, washbasins, teapot bottoms, porcelain basin bottoms and so on.

Xu Yi found a longer dry branch from the outside, folded a spike on one end, and then poked at the protruding part of the plastic sheet.

I thought that I could just poke a small hole to leak the water, but I didn't expect the plastic sheeting on the roof of the shed to be nailed for too long, even if it didn't get to the sun, it was all aging, so Xu Yi didn't use much effort, so he poked it in, but when he pulled it back, the situation appeared, but it was the fork on the top of the branch that hung the plastic sheeting next to it, but Xu Yi pulled it and directly tore the plastic sheet, and he heard "Ah!" With a bang, the plastic sheet broke a large hole in the direction of the stick, and the water on it fell down like a waterfall.

The contract for this book has been made, and it will be sent out tomorrow, welcome to collect, recommended, thank you for reading, goodbye.