After the rain in the early morning, Chishui Village was shrouded in a large area of rain and fog, and light smoke rose from many homes, and some village women had already prepared breakfast and brought food out of the house to bring food to their husbands who were working hard in the fields.

Xiangxiang was still sleeping when Qin Mo went back, and was finally awakened by the sound of Qin Mo moving the bowl.

Qin Mo first washed the root of the fungus that he had picked back.

Yesterday, most of the rest was wrapped in sycamore leaves, and Qin Mo washed it out today, but it couldn't be washed too clean because of the lack of water.

I could only wash it so-so, and then, wipe a bed board clean with grass, just the one where Qin Mo slept when he woke up, and it happened that the place was diagonally towards the hole in the wall, and the wind blew in and the light leaked out just to dry.

Sister. What are you doing.

Waiting for Qin Mo to wash all the fungus with difficulty, and then took it to the bed board to dry, Xiangxiang woke up not long ago, and leaned over in a daze, a face was the tears and snot left yesterday, and the whole big flower face, but he tried to open his eyes and make an expression and leaned over.

Qin Mo felt that as long as she was asking, it was estimated that the little girl would be hungry again, and finally her mouth would be hungry again.

Qin Mo didn't want to spend time explaining to her, but he had to explain.

My sister is going to dry these, and then we'll have food for the next few days—

As he spoke, he brought the first batch of washed into the house, and the bed board that had been wiped just now was half-dried because it had been blowing.

Qin Mo dried these lichens on the bed companion, so that he could dry them at home, and no one would see them, and he was not afraid that someone would come to grab them.

In the end, when the rest of the fungus from this time and the last time were sunburned on it, Qin Mo found that he had accumulated so much of the fungus he had worked so hard to pick, and finally he didn't have to go hungry for a few days, although he only had this flavor, he could barely survive for a few days.

The sound of wind and rain permeated the surroundings of the house, and the cracks and leaks came through the holes and leaks.

Qin Mo knew that it was almost another day of rain today.

I don't know if she was lucky, she said that the desolate land that had been dry for a long time and had no rain had been raining for several days after she crossed over.

As soon as it rained, the whole area was relieved, and the villagers here were only afraid to breathe a sigh of relief.

Therefore, after Qin Mo came through, he did not realize that the disaster was as Yan zhòng as imagined, and it could reach the point where a few people starved to death in a family like the Qin family.

On the contrary, every household can light a cooking smoke and cook rice in front of the stove.

After finishing his work, Qin Mo brought out the wooden barrel behind the house, and there was actually half a bucket of water in the barrel.

Qin Mo, who was carrying the water, thought that this should be half a bucket of water left by the previous owner. Chishui Village is short of water, and every time I have to go to the mountains to carry water.

I am afraid that this water was brought back from the draft from the mountains last time, and it was placed here, and Qin Mo before did not realize that there were actually a lot of utensils behind the house wall, including some daily utensils and farm tools, including the draft placed here.

Yesterday's meal was rainwater from a stone tank in front of the house.

It's just that now I don't know when this water was saved, for the two girls of the Qin family who have no labor, can't walk so many miles of mountain roads, and don't have the strength to carry a lot of water, this water is undoubtedly as expensive as oil.

Qin Mo didn't use water to cook rice directly. Instead, it was poured into a stone jar in front of the house.

The stone tank is low and muddy, and the water inside is the rainwater that has only accumulated in the past two days, so it is naturally not clean.

However, compared to the water in this bucket that I don't know how many days it has been put in, Qin Mo didn't dare to use it alone, and poured it into the stone jar to mix with the rain, and then soaked the low soil in the tank, the yellow mud can detoxify, but I am afraid that it is better than directly using the water in this wooden barrel.

After making breakfast, Qin Mo wanted to repair the adobe house at home.

She is a girl, naturally she doesn't have much strength, she just wants to get something to block the leaky hole in the roof.

Lest there are a few big holes in the house that have been punched out by the rain, and sometimes it is impossible to tell whether it is inside the house or outside the house.

I slept all night last night, and the splash of the raindrops on the ground kept hitting my legs all night, how can this place live in people.

The pigsty is afraid that it will be more rainproof than this.

Fortunately, there is a grandmother's house in the countryside, and as long as you see a lot of things, people will naturally have consciousness and know what to do.

Today's Qin Mo wants to get a house.

Naturally, materials are needed to repair the house, and Qin Mo has already planned to eat and then discuss this matter in the long run, so now it's better to cook the rice first...

It was still the brown clay pot, filled with half an urn of water, and the ground fungus was added to it.

It was raining, the firewood was relatively wet, and the smoke was relatively large, Qin Mo squatted at the door, I don't know where to find a shabby pu fan, and fanned it hard.

Ahem. The firewood is wet, and although the fire is bigger, the smoke is not small.

Qin Mo's choked eyes were filled with tears.

When she covered her eyes with her hands, Xiangxiang squatted next to her with her small body.

His eyes stared intently at the wood in the stove that had not been fully lit.

Qin Mo didn't speak, he was a little tired, and Xiangxiang was also very cooperative and didn't say anything, just squatting and watching the flames.

After all, there was not much boiling in the jar, and after a while, the sound of boiling in the jar came from the jar.

The fire was already burning very vigorously here, and Qin Mo saw the white smoke coming out of the lid of the jar.

When I opened the lid in my habit, I saw that the water was boiling, and the leaves of the tender green ground fungus were boiling in the boiling water.

Qin Mo looked at the contents of this jar and felt pity.

Looking at this pot, although it is not nutritious, it is not much soup to eat, but as long as it can add two salts in such an appropriate amount.

The taste is completely different, and it can be regarded as a very tasty soup immediately.

But no. The poor family can't afford half a tael of salt, this soup, can have two salts, plus two drops of clear oil, for the current world, even if it is the ultimate delicacy that Qin Mo can eat.

But, don't be afraid, she has also eaten ink, the country she brings is much more civilized than the current time and space, she has learned a lot of things, and she understands a lot, she is so smart, she is not afraid that she will not be able to get some money to spend in this place.

However, after eating breakfast, I still have to get a rough idea of the house first.

Let's think about how to make money.

Breakfast was still Qingshui wild vegetable soup, Xiangxiang drank half a big bowl, and Qin Mo also drank a big bowl.

In order to add grass to the roof, after eating early in the morning, Qin Mo was wearing that sackcloth and at the back of the house, he saw a scider-shaped sickle inserted in the crack in the wall, and a hoe next to it, but there was no labor in this house, and it seemed that he had not used it for a long time.

Both the hoe and the sickle were rusty.

Qin Mo took out the sickle, swiped it diagonally on the trouser pocket of his waist, and had a hooligan demeanor, took a piece of dry grass with his dirty and knotted hair, and then went out with his feet and incense.

Yesterday, when she was on the ridge, she saw some large wild reeds on the ridge, and the reeds could not be eaten, so she planned to cut them down and tie them up to build a house.

I don't know whose field it grew up in, but after cutting it first, who called her an orphan, it should be impossible for ordinary people not to have a taste of dealing with their two little orphans.

She doesn't have much ambition, just cover the rainy place a little, so as not to let the wind and rain come in so presumptuous.