After a brief rest, I got up and went to work for dinner, my stomach was very hungry and now I almost didn't feel it, my body was very sore and weak, and I ran down the slope rock to get several handfuls of fine grass and firewood, and found a little bit that was relatively dry, and the white and tender little hands full of scratches rubbed the flint, and tried several times without lighting it.

As a result, I still gave up, there was still moisture, and it was more difficult, and the flint stone needed very dry grass, but the whole forest was wet, and there was something dry, I tried to take out some rice and stuff it into my mouth, and found that it was very unpalatable, hard and unpalatable. You'll have to find a way to make a fire.

looked at the wet wood, the dry white inside the fracture, then picked up the kitchen knife that was not very sharp, chopped up the wood, and then took out the dry part in the middle and cut the wood, and so cut out a small pile of wood chips, and then took the flint and rubbed the sparks, after a while a trace of white smoke floated out of the pile of wood chips, and then quickly puffed up his cheeks and carefully blew the air, not long after the small flames came out, he suddenly felt that the world began to become warm, and his body was no longer so cold and painful.

I began to pour up the pots and pans again, because just after the rain, there was a stream of water falling from the side, took a little rainwater, put it in a pot full of rice, and then carefully put it on the fire, from time to time to add some firewood, it felt very warm, just like the feeling of being in the village chief's grandfather's house, looking at the stars in the sky, and after a while, he was hooked, very beautiful...... It's really beautiful, but he looks at it and cries again, he doesn't know why he is crying, he doesn't know why he doesn't have a home, where his home is, does he still have parents, seeing that children of the same age in the village have parents, he is really envious, very envious......

Crying and crying and laughing, thinking about it so much, they don't want themselves, they must have a hard time, since they don't come to me, then I'll go to them, as long as he worships that sect, the immortals inside will definitely be able to help him find his biological parents.

After figuring it out, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, began to bring out the porridge in the pot, and ate the pickles brought out from the village. It wasn't until after eating the last grain of soup that the stomach that had no intuition began to feel a warm feeling, and the original weak body seemed to have regained some strength, but it was still a little worse, and the whole pot was full for six minutes, which was the result of deliberately putting more rice, which was the amount of two children of the same age, and suddenly he got his own sulk, too much to eat, his stomach was not angry at all, and it was not enough to eat so much, so on, this bit of rice was not enough to go to the sect to apprentice.

After complaining, he took this pot to catch the rain water to clean, but for the pot that has been licked and glowed, it makes little difference whether it is washed or not, this is just the habit of monkeys, and after washing, he put it aside, and began to take out a few sets of clothes brought out of the village from the package and roasted them by the fire, and after spreading some weeds in the innermost rock crevice, he took off the pants and clothes with big holes, took them to the running water to wash, washed them for a while before washing them, and then put them on the firewood to dry, and took out the damp potatoes in the package and placed them to dry, and counted them twice in a row。

After changing into dried clothes, he immediately took the other two sets of clothes and walked to the straw mat inside, put a set of clothes on the grass, and lay on his side

After coming down, he took another set and put it on his body, and then counted the sheep and fell asleep slowly.