The big and small holes, the sparse rain is gone, and only a black roof remains, which is really good.

Touching the man who was still feverish on the bed, Jin Yu turned around and went outside the house to decoct the medicine, human life is at stake, and it is not a joke to really burn down and have an accident.

Fortunately, there was firewood sent by Lian Yunfu, Jin Yu used a little hay in the corner of the house to lead the fire with flint, looking at the burning and swaying tongue of fire, feeling a little warm temperature, and feeling a lot more steady.

It was still the bamboo tube from yesterday, Jinyu poured the medicine into it, and when the medicine dried, she put the casserole on the simple stone stove and burned it, thinking about cooking a pot of porridge, and when she remembered that there was no rice or millet, it was too late.

"Sister, do you still eat the noodle soup you made yesterday?" Jin Tian jumped from the house

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