But this sounds comfortable, at least it makes people have hope.

When they arrived in Qinhe Village, Chu Yannian wanted to drive the four of them home, but the two families still had a little conscience, so they refused to take the ox cart anymore, took their own medicine, and walked back.

"Brother, let's go directly to Yangchang!" Osmanthus doesn't want to go home at the moment, and I'm afraid that there are only people in the main room and the second room at this time.

If they see that they have bought so much lard and go back, I am afraid that something else will happen.

On the Yang field, everyone was working and chatting, and the most talked about was naturally what Xu was thinking about last night.

Regarding why Xu is looking for death, everyone launched a heated discussion.

Mo and Yu, as well as a few children, are not easy to interject, so they can only keep their heads down and make cakes.

When the osmanthus came back, everyone stopped and greeted the osmanthus one after another.

Osmanthus didn't know what had just happened, but she didn't want to know, so she beckoned Mo and Yu to come over, telling them to lean the oil out, and she began to inspect the meat muffins made this morning.

Looking at the white cakes on the oil paper, the osmanthus was really a little greedy, but this end couldn't be opened by itself, and it couldn't be opened, so I could only endure not looking at it anymore, turned my head into the big kitchen of Yangchang, and watched Mo Shi and them boil oil.

A strong smell of meat oil wafted out from the kitchen shed, everyone said that the oil was really fragrant, but the osmanthus didn't know why, how to smell the smell felt disgusting, and finally I couldn't stand it, so I withdrew, and under the pretext of going to the cellar to see, I flashed out of the field.

Compared with when he just crossed over, now the food grade of the Osmanthus family has risen several steps in a row, and Osmanthus is no longer the poor worm who can't even eat.

On the contrary, after these days of recuperation, osmanthus, which was already a little picky appetite, has shown signs of awakening.

Don't say anything else, just say the meat oil, it turns out that osmanthus is only a good thing, but now there is a greasy feeling.

Now at home, either there is no oil, as long as it is oiled, it must be meat oil.

After a long time, osmanthus is really a little unbearable.

Just thinking about the meat oil, Osmanthus went to the construction site of the cellar.

The work of the cellar went smoothly, the entrance was completely repaired, and the stone walls on both sides were polished very smoothly, although there were no carved patterns.

Now the cellar has been dug to a depth of nearly three meters, at the beginning of the osmanthus in safety considerations, a few words will be erected every half a meter on a beam, now it seems, into this hole, in addition to the dim light, the solidity coefficient is not low.

"Uncle Mu, how's the situation underground? Is there any water seepage? ”

Digging the cellar, osmanthus is most worried about accidentally digging into the aquifer.

It's a pity that she hasn't learned very well in the field since she was a child, how deep the groundwater layer is, and what state it will appear in before digging, she really doesn't know at all, so this kind of thing can only be entrusted to the relatively experienced Mu Tun Chang who digs the cellar.

"Girl, don't worry, the land you chose is not close to the water source, let alone five meters, according to the old man, even if you dig another five meters, you may not be able to see the water." Mu Tun's face was relaxed, and he didn't worry about it at all.

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