Looking at the lit fire, his heart was extremely steady, even if he was covered in mud, he jumped up and down beside the fire excitedly, and walked back and forth several times. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the treehouse is long gone, fortunately I did not continue to bask in the pain, I have regained my strength, and I believe that it will not be long before I can rebuild a more perfect home, a more perfect treehouse, and a more perfect yard!

Also make the yard bigger and the fence stronger!

I'm going to make a wall out of a little tree, and I'm going to wrap it around vines, and I'm going to ......

The sun was already setting in the west, but there was still a lot of time before the night fell, and Xiao Hei looked so miserable that the dry mud covered his hair, and he must have felt very uncomfortable. So I decided to take it to the river for a bath.

The muddy river water flowed slowly, and as soon as Xiao Hei arrived at the river, he rushed excitedly into the river and fluttered, seeing that it was happy, the corners of my mouth unconsciously curled.

At this moment, time seemed to stop, and my body and mind were completely intoxicated...... It wasn't until Blackie came out of the river that I woke up from my distraction. I pulled the little black to the river, of course, it couldn't wash itself, and there was still a lot of mud on its back, and it took a few more minutes for me to wash its entire back clean.

Although it was washed in muddy water, it seems to be at least very comfortable now, and we can wash it again tomorrow after the day after tomorrow when the water clears......

When I got back to the treehouse, the sun still hadn't set, because the roof disappeared, the upper floors dried very quickly, of course, the walls and floors made of these small tree trunks were absorbent, and the inside was definitely still wet, but this was not a problem, I just wanted to be able to sleep on the upper floor of the treehouse surrounded by walls at night, even if there was no roof, it was not a problem.

The lower level of the treehouse is not so lucky, I can't see it, the ground is still muddy, I can only wait until it is dry, I can only lay those stones, of course, I am still considering, whether to build a new one next to it, instead of renovating this treehouse, after all, this treehouse has been hit by several storms, I can't guarantee if it can survive the next time, even if it is fixed with vines again, but I am still afraid that it will be broken, and the vines are still not stable enough.

The grain thing has also become my heart disease, these grain opportunities are stained with water, I have seen it, corn flour and flour are the most serious, they have already clumped, rice is actually okay, after drying should not be a big problem......

I would have been more sure if I could spread out the rice to dry, but I didn't have a suitable place to dry it, so I kept this question on my mind, and I really didn't want to waste it at all if I could.

These foods are not just food, they are also memories of my hometown, and every time I eat them, I feel like I am still in my hometown......

I put my hand into the bag of rice, and I could clearly feel the warmth, hoping that the weather would be clear for the past few days, and that my last hope would not be extinguished.

I'm really tired today, and I'm already hungry with my chest on my back, and I've seen Xiao Hei secretly nibble on two fruits, but I still have a lot of things to do before I make dinner.

I'll have to move the grain to the upper level of the treehouse, where I'm sure to be eaten by birds, rats, and other birds and animals I've never seen before. Once again, the plastic basket helped a lot, hauling the grain to the upper level of the treehouse, which was much easier than I could on my back. My muscles were already sore, but I could still drag the vines on my shoulder.

In this way, it has been busy since the sun sets, and it is busy until nightfall. "Whoa, whoa" was finally done, and I bent down to rest with my hands on my knees. At this time, I was actually tired and didn't want to move at all, and the muscles in my thighs were beating and trembling. I struggled several times, and finally chose to make dinner and rest after eating.

I didn't have an earthen stove before, but at least I built two piles of rocks for the pot. But now there was nothing but a burning fire, but fortunately I picked up a lot of rocks during the day, and the pile was still up quickly. After all, if you use your hands to hold the pot to cook rice, it is too strenuous, and your arms can't hold on to it at all.

I thought it would be very fast, but I didn't expect it to take a long time, at least thirty minutes!

For dinner, it was nothing else, it was gnocchi, and some lumps of flour were scooped out from a bowl, all of them were crushed, water was added, and then spooned into the pot.

But today it wasn't just plain gnocchi, I also cut a small piece of bacon, and two sausages. Maybe because of the lack of salt, these sausages have a hint of peculiar smell mixed in the aroma, not very obvious, but a little abrupt, which is also a reminder to me that the shelf life of these foods will not be very long, maybe another week or two later, but certainly not more than a month, they may go bad.

So while it's not bad, it's better to eat more, and hide it until it deteriorates, and then you will want to cry without tears. After thinking about it like this, I simply cut two more sausages down.

After washing the sausages and bacon in clean water, place them on the table and slice them with a knife. The bacon was cut into very thin slices by me, and the fat layer of the wild boar is not very thick, so except for a layer of fat of a few millimeters under the skin, the bottom is basically lean meat. In general, the sausage is still okay, but the color is not very good-looking, and it is a little black, but after slicing, it still looks very appetizing.

The gnocchi was completely boiling, so I poured the bacon and sausage slices down in one go, and in the boiling water, the slices of meat flew up and down as if they had been given life......

After covering the pot and simmering for five minutes, the fragrance can no longer be suppressed, and it overflows from the edge of the pot lid, and there will always be some wind in the woods at night, and the wind blows, and the fragrance is full of fragrance on the face, and the hunger directly bursts.

Needless to say, no matter what choice is given to him now, I think he will choose food! I know it too well. Its long mouth is wide open, and it probably won't close until it's eaten...... There was still saliva on the long mouth......

Of course, there is a reason why I look at it this way! It is also to divert my attention, otherwise I would have looked even uglier than it!

After cooling for a while, the gnocchi was finally served out by me, and a faint layer of oil was still floating on the soup noodles, and the smell of smoked bacon made my face blurry.

I couldn't restrain my hunger anymore, and as soon as I wanted to eat, I was almost knocked over by the little black who pounced......

I also made a mistake and forgot to give it another pot...... As a result, it thought it only had one copy, and it was so disappointed that it wanted to pounce and grab it......

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"Gurg" hiccuped. This approach is completely reasonable, it simply sublimates this gnocchi, especially the addition of bacon, which not only makes this gnocchi oily, but also the herbaceous flavor of this meat and the sticky aroma of the pimple, just like tasting the meat dumplings, which is amazing......

I wanted to count the stars at night and think about the next plan, but as soon as I lay down, my eyes couldn't open at all......

I just want to sleep......