"Daddy."

Song Fusheng sat on the wooden pier and looked back, waving at Song Poria cocos:

"Why don't you go up to the tree to sleep? Don't worry, don't you just wait for the eight holes under the mud bag to burn red, and then cover them with mud, and then seal the top as well, I will. I also remember that you told you to wait for the mud bag to be completely cold before opening the kiln, and go to sleep, I watched. ”

Song Poria ran over with her wet hair draped and circled around the mud bag.

Seeing the smoke from the top of the mouth, I knew that it was an updraft, and the exhaust gas was burning. The fire inside will also burn downwards in the direction of the air current, and the fire will consume the oxygen from the updraft, so that the charcoal on top will not be burned directly to ashes.

Otherwise, it's all dust, what else to play with, how can there be charcoal.

"I'm drying my hair here. Dad, you also go to wash, take Mi Shou, and call Sizhuang. I'm also embarrassed to let the four Zhuang and the cow shopkeeper take a bath, anyway, you all wash and try to be clean. Dad, look at what you've done. ”

The girl didn't say it, Song Fusheng also knew that he had made no one else.

Just ponder it, break buds and build tents, play with mud and burn charcoal, how can it be good to go up the mountain and down the river.

Song Fusheng looked down at his clothes, picked his hair twice, laughed at himself, and thought:

It's really a short nail with a net injury, and a hard finger pick.

At the end of the day, my legs were sore, my hands were numb, and my knees were painful and I gritted my teeth.

His teeth were yellow, his face was gray, and his hair was like a haystack.

The big toe is exposed, and the toe cover is black.

"Okay then, I'll wash too. I'll tell you, girl, you can only sit here, it's dark now, and it's not safe to be ten meters away. If you go to the toilet and call your mother, don't, your mother will forget it, she won't do anything but scream, call your aunt to accompany you. Start by shining a flashlight around. There is fire and smoke in this place, and ordinary beasts can't come, but the snake, it'......."

"Oh, Dad, stop being verbose."

After a while, the peach blossoms also came, and the eldest girl and the second girl also came, and they used the bath beans given by Song Poria to scrub them briefly.

Bath beans are used by ancient people to wash their faces and bathe, Song Pocos is very generous, not only bathing beans for them, but also taking out the flour oil from the ancient family and sharing it with several sisters.

No, after only one day, several sisters became more and more regarded Song Fuling as their dearest sister, and when they heard that Song Fusheng left, there was only one sister left here, and they ran over one after another.

"Why don't you go to sleep yet? Big sister, second sister, aren't you tired? ”

In Song Fuling's opinion, it is really not easy for the eldest girl and the second girl, although she did not stop this day, but she is looking for a job by herself, and the eldest girl and the second girl are arranged by Mrs. Ma, and they have no time to spare.

Mrs. Ma asked the eldest girl and the girls of several other families to dig wild vegetables and dry wild vegetables, but they couldn't dig it, so they didn't worry about going far, so they asked them to pick up firewood and dry leaves nearby.

If it really rains, it won't be dry firewood, and who knows how long it will rain, naturally how much firewood can be picked up.

The eldest sister and the second sister only drank two bowls of bud rice noodle porridge, and one of them ate a fist-sized dry food and worked hard for a day.

The dry food was still given to them by Qian Peiying.

Rabbit meat? What do you think, no, one person only used chopsticks to pick up some meat sauce sent by the high butcher's family before. But Song Fuling, Song Jinbao and Qian Mishou ate it, and the two cousins didn't eat it either.

That's it, the eldest girl and the second girl are also very satisfied.

No, Erya is muttering to Song Fuling: It would be nice if your mother shared the meal every time.

The eldest girl also said: Fat girl, if your charcoal can really be burned, the milk doesn't need to be scolded. She is not distressed about charcoal now, but she is scolding you for tossing the third uncle, saying that she will not let the third uncle sleep.

Song Fuling smiled and was about to say something, when she heard the sound of an ox cart, and there were many people talking at the entrance of the cave, as if a new family was coming.

A few little girls stood up and probed their brains together:

"Who's coming?"

"How do you live?"

"That's right, there's no room in the cave, the newly built tent is barely enough, the makeshift shed is for cows and mules, and there is no place for firewood."

Who's coming?

Song Fusheng's uncle's family arrived, plus six other families in the village.

In total, seven more households came.

It came when it was dark and dark, and indeed, it was not possible to build a shelter at this time, so how could I live?