In the early hours of the morning, with the classic scent of six gods water from the modern plane, Song Yong walked out of his new home, which is the door of the No. 1 wooden house.

Last night was too late.

Song Yong was lazy for a while, and didn't hang up the new mosquito net he brought over this time, and he forgot to light mosquito coils when he came over this time.

As a result, when I got up early in the morning, I found that I had dozens of bags on my body at once.

God knows how the mosquitoes in the primitive era were so fierce, and all the places that did not bite were a big red bag, which made people feel indescribably itchy.

Song Yong put a lot of toilet water on it, which made him a little more comfortable......

Now, Song Yong is carrying a bamboo tube, ready to get some water from the cave and come back to complete the necessary washing in the morning.

After going out, Song Yong hadn't walked more than a dozen steps away when he saw the girl Gardenia, who was yawning and obviously didn't sleep well last night, opened the door of her house.

He casually said hello in his mouth: "Gardenia, get up early!"

It's a pity that after a yawn, there was a yawn followed by a yawn, and there was no response at all.

After seeing this, Song Yongna didn't care at all.

He carried a large bamboo tube suspended from vines, dangled it in his hand, and continued to walk towards the cave.

And the reason why Gardenia didn't pay attention to her brother Yong was because in the lottery last night, Gardenia's sister actually won the No. 2 wooden house.

This is the closest to Brother Yong, and it is the number that everyone is looking forward to.

And then, because of this incident, the girl who doesn't know what kind of thoughts she is based on in her heart didn't sleep well last night.

Perhaps it was the first time in her life that she had spent the night alone in such a space, and at the same time, she was very unaccustomed to it, but she also enjoyed such a private personal space.

What's more, Brother Yong is alone, living in a wooden house very close to the next door.

What if in the middle of the night, Brother Yong appeared outside her door and knocked lightly on her door, or the rattan window.

Did you say she opened the door, or did she open the door?

Anyway, for all sorts of reasons and that, after such a night, the poor girl of Gardenia tossed and turned in the haystack, and never really fell asleep.

After waiting for too long, she didn't wait for someone to knock on the door, and she mustered up the courage in her heart, and planned to knock on the door of Brother Yong's house.

It was dawn.

Therefore, when Song Yong greeted the yawning Gardenia, this confused-headed girl actually didn't react at all.

But when Song Yong walked past the front of her house, an indescribable fresh fragrance wafted from Brother Yong's body and filled Gardenia's nasal cavity.

The fragrance is so fragrant that there is even a hint of mint in it.

Gardenia dared to swear in the name of the tribal ancestor that it was a fragrance she had never smelled before, and it definitely did not belong to any wildflowers.

And this fragrance, she thinks is better than any floral fragrance.

In the midst of this strange fragrance, she even felt that her confused head suddenly woke up, and it was amazing.

"Brother Yong, what is the smell on your body, and why does it smell so good? ”

Facing Brother Yong's back, Gardenia asked so loudly.

The main thing is that she is extremely looking forward to being able to carry this good fragrance and smell on her body at this moment.

After hearing this, Song Yong didn't even reply.

He put his hand in his trouser pocket, took out a small bottle of Rokushen Flower Water, and threw it at Gardenia with his backhand, such an action made Gardenia feel too good-looking.

Instinctively, Gardenia scrambled to catch the thing.

At the same time, Brother Yong, who still continued to move forward, replied in a baritone full of confidence: "I've sent you, Liushen Flower Water, you deserve it~"

The strange name of 'Liushen Flower Dew' fell into the ears of the girl, filling it with indescribable scum emotions and setting off huge waves.

Flower water or something, she naturally didn't understand what it was.

But the prefix of the six gods, she thinks she can still understand: six gods! Doesn't that mean that it is the six gods who work together to make this divine object?

For a while, the girl's mind became extremely complicated.

On the one hand, it was because she was a little afraid to accept the incomparably valuable artifact in her hand, and on the other hand, Brother Yong was even willing to give him such a valuable artifact, which really touched her so much......

After breakfast, Song Yong walked around the depths of the cave, in the area where the materials were stored.

Although he didn't know when the opponent of the Tough Bone Witch would bring someone to the door, no matter what time it was, it was never too much to have enough food.

And it turns out that during his absence, these dirt buns under his command did a good job.

Originally, there was food for about two months, but now it seems that the deadline has been increased by at least ten days.

And because of the salt works in the canyon, three batches of salt have been harvested so far.

The Grey Rabbit tribe, which is now arrogant in terms of salt, has salted all the newly hunted prey, the pieces of meat that cannot be eaten, with salt.

If you store food in this way, it will not only last longer, but also taste better.

So after a lap, Song Yong was full of confidence in the victory of the protracted battle, the only problem was that he didn't know when he would have to wait for their opponents......

Being dragged behind the walls like this every day is not a thing.

After coming out of the cave, Song Yong, who had nothing to do, began to toss for the bed in his room that he had planned for a long time.

It's not hard to be honest about this.

In the planned craftsman area, there are several wooden house-style workshops, although they have not yet begun to be built, but a large number of timber and other things have already been prepared.

After picking and choosing, Song Yong easily found six, fifty centimeters tall wooden piers from inside.

This thing has a diameter of at least 20 centimeters, and it is perfect to use it as a bed foot.

After having the foot of the bed, Song Yong asked Six Fingers to cut two four-meter-long planks into two from the middle, and spread these two-meter-long planks to the foot of the bed one by one, which is a qualified two-meter bed.

Speaking of which, these guys with six fingers are now becoming more and more exquisite in their craftsmanship as carpenters.

With the help of axes, saws, and machetes, they were able to produce fairly flat, smooth planks, which was a miraculous skill.

After laying out the wooden planks, Song Yong arranged the hay, sheets, and blankets that he slept on yesterday.

Even because he thought of those annoying mosquitoes last night, he also asked people to find a few thin bamboos from the mountains and fields and process them into bamboo poles to support the mosquito nets.

In the end, in the primitive era plane, after finally lying on a piece of furniture that could be regarded as a bed, Song Yong was unprecedentedly satisfied.

Anyway, in the plan, this simple big bed, Song Yong also plans to sleep through this summer.

When autumn comes, he will use the materials of the modern plane to find a way to make some adobe bricks.

Although in the modern plane, he is an authentic southerner, but in the primitive era when the winter is so bitter and cold, only the earthen kang that can be heated is the artifact for winter.

Song Yong felt that in order to have a better time in this winter, the earth kang was definitely an indispensable artifact.

By the way, such as a separate bathroom, you must also find a way to add one.

Otherwise, he's such a gray rabbit adult, squatting in a pit in the middle of the night, washing up in the morning or something, and running far away, it's too shabby.

For a while, Song Yong lay on the bed and had a lot of thoughts.

At this moment, suddenly there was a terrible sound of a wooden whistle in my ears, in this kind of whistle that represented an emergency.

Song Yong jumped up from his comfortable big bed at once.