Du Chenxi quickly looked around, but didn't find water.

Suddenly, she looked fixedly, wasn't there a clay pot on the stove? I didn't look at what was cooking in it, she didn't care about it, she put out the fire first, she picked up the clay pot and sprinkled it in the direction of the fire.

Fortunately, when the fire met the water, it was extinguished with a few "stings, stings, stings", and only sporadic small sparks were beating.

She slapped a few times with a rag on one side, and the spark went out.

Du Chenxi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, fortunately he didn't light the pyre, otherwise this family would have been burned down.

When the time comes, the strong man will probably take off all her skin.

Du Chenxi couldn't help but think of Song Jiashu's eyes burning with anger, with his muscles and physique, it was estimated that he could beat her to the wall with a light punch, and he still couldn't tear it off.

Just thinking about it so casually, she couldn't help but shudder.

She picked up the clay pot and looked inside, it turned out that the cute little brother was cooking mung bean soup.

Du Chenxi walked out with a clay pot, planning to fetch clean water again, she muttered as she walked, why is this cute little brother cooking mung bean soup? There's no one at home on fire or anything, I really don't understand.

She walked into the yard, and there was a water tank in the corner of the yard, and she scooped a jar of water out, and was about to go back, when she suddenly smelled a foul smell in the air.

And the smell is getting stronger!

Oh, my God! Du Chenxi hurriedly fanned her nose, wanting to fan off the stench on it, but it was in vain, the smell was so heavy that it almost sent her away.

She quickly pulled her sleeve to cover her mouth and nose.

Of course, she knew what the smell was, she looked in the direction of the hut, frowned, and then quickly trotted back into the stove, closed the door, and felt better.

Du Chenxi put down his sleeves and put the clay pot on the stove, feeling embarrassed when he thought of the smell just now.

She originally thought that the smell of vomiting in the room was enough, but she didn't expect that compared to the smell of the thatched house, it was simply a small thing, and it was completely incomparable.

She suddenly felt that she was not so angry with Chen Langzhong, if she smelled the smell, it was estimated that she would also turn her face and leave.

She has lived in modern times for so many years, and she has never smelled such a stinky smell.

She couldn't help but start to feel a little distressed about the cute little brother, the last time she was smoked by her, this time she was smoked by his second brother, will the cute little brother be smoked and autistic? However, he didn't complain, didn't he have a sense of smell?

Du Chenxi was squatting by the stove, thinking about it while constantly adding firewood, and suddenly, she heard some movement outside.

She stood up immediately, Song Jialin is this pulled? But she hasn't boiled the water yet.

She opened the door and yelled, "Wait, the bath water hasn't boiled yet." ”

No one responded.

She had to poke her head out, and at a glance she saw Song Jiashu hurrying towards the stove with a few hens in her hands.

Du Chenxi was stunned, "Why are you back?" ”

She glanced at the sky, it was not time to go home, she had never seen Song Jiashu go home so early, today was really strange.

Song Jiashu walked to the door of the stove room, and immediately put the hen on the ground, his face was full of anxiety, "Daughter-in-law, you go to the back of the house with Lao Tzu to have a look." ”

"What's wrong?" Du Chenxi looked confused, what are you doing behind the house if you have nothing to do?

Song Jiashu looked at her with a strange expression, "Daughter-in-law, didn't you smell it?" Lao Tzu suspects that the thatched house has exploded! ”

Song Jiashu said, and was about to pull Du Chenxi to the back of the house.

"Hey, no, no, you wait!" Du Chenxi felt that she was about to be laughed to death by this strong man, she waved her hand in tears and laughter, "It's not that it's blown up, it's your second brother who is in the thatched house." ”

Song Jiashu was stunned for a moment, touched his nose in embarrassment, and couldn't help but scold, this kid's tuba is so stinky, it seems that he has to find some time to grab some medicine for this kid to treat the stomach.

"Why are you home so early today?" Du Chenxi went back to the house and continued to watch the fire, and asked Song Jiashu who was standing at the door.

"Do you know the cow girl next door?"

"Who is it?"

Song Jiashu thought for a while, "It's our neighbor, called Niu Huahua, but everyone calls her Aunt Niu, she sells vegetables, I have time to take you to get to know it, when Lao Tzu is not there, the neighborhood has a good response." ”

"Oh...... Then I know now. Du Chenxi nodded perfunctorily, "And then?" ”

She saw that our house was emitting black smoke, thought it was on, and then hurriedly asked her man, that is, Zhu Daqiang, to go up the mountain to find Lao Tzu. She wanted to come and have a look, but she didn't come when she saw that the fire wasn't getting bigger. ”

As soon as Du Chenxi heard it, she remembered the fire, she was afraid for a while, this strong man didn't know, the fire just now was indeed not big, but it was a little bit away from getting bigger, if it weren't for her quick eyes, it is estimated that when he came back, he would only see the house that was burned to the point that only one frame remained.

"But daughter-in-law, since the thatched house hasn't exploded, where is the black smoke coming out? Don't you know how to use a stove? Song Jiashu scratched his head suspiciously.

When Du Chenxi heard this, she immediately lowered her face, and she was not happy to say this from the strong man.

Say she doesn't know how to use the stove? Fart! Didn't she use it well? She's still boiling bath water for Song Jialin!

"This is clearly Xiao ......" Du Chenxi blurted out as soon as her brain was hot, but she suddenly thought about it and swallowed the words back.

Thinking of such a small body as Little Brother Meng, if she was pressed against the wall and rubbed by Song Jiashu's punch, she couldn't help but feel distressed, forget it, she still didn't sell him.

Song Jiashu was about to ask his little daughter-in-law what to "distinguish", when he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, one of which sounded very light, as if floating on the ground.

"Big brother, sister-in-law......"

I saw that in the courtyard, Song Jialin leaned weakly on Song Jiamu, even speaking with an angry voice, floating, and his eyes were blank, his cheeks were sunken, his lips were chapped, and his legs were trembling.

"Second brother, how are you-"

Before Song Jiashu finished speaking, Song Jialin's face suddenly changed, he covered his buttocks, and hurriedly turned around and ran back to the thatched house.

What are they doing? Song Jiashu sensed that something was wrong, he kept his face calm and hurriedly followed.

Pushing open the door of the thatched house, Song Jiashu, who was not mentally prepared, was suddenly smoked and swayed, and almost didn't stand firm, but fortunately he held on to the door frame in time, so he didn't fall into the thatched pit.

Song Jialin squatted on the pit with his back to him, and Song Jiamu stood next to Song Jialin and held his arm, crying and crying, his face was so flowery that he couldn't see it, and he didn't know what he was crying about.

Song Jiashu looked at the trembling legs and stomach of the second brother, and asked unhappily, "Song Jiamu, what good things have you done while Lao Tzu is away!" ”