Summer is long gone, and winter is coming. This day is the best day for the fire-burning girls, and everyone who has nothing to do is nested in front of the stove to roast the fire. The cold wind outside was blowing, blowing everyone's faces like a blade, and the ground was uncomfortable.

Yuan Ya's work suddenly became difficult, every time after washing the dishes, her ten fingers were frozen purple, and Chishui felt very distressed, and when she was free, she pulled Yuan Ya to nest in front of the stove together.

Chi Shui remembered that he had heard someone say that ginger could cure chilblains, so he went to find a piece of ginger and helped Yuan Ya wipe his hands, although it was also very effective, but it was a symptom but not a cure.

How many dishes does Yuan Ya have to wash every day, most of the time is soaked in water, Chishui has nothing to do except use ginger to help her wipe the condition of chilblains, and she can't help but miss the rubber gloves in her previous life. She can only ask Yuan Ya to consult the old people in the house, they have been doing this for many years, and there are always some earthworks or something.

When the two of them are together at night, they sometimes feel homesick, thinking about their parents, brothers and sisters, and the rolling mountains.

Sometimes I can't help it, and the two of them hug each other and cry fiercely. Then wipe away the tears, what to do or what to do.

When Chi Shui thought that the days would go on like this, Qi Zhen came to say goodbye to her. She thought of asking someone to find her a second-class girl in the sixth girl's room, and she was about to leave here. Qi Zhen has already reached the end of his life, and he will wait in the sixth girl's room for another two or three years, and he will have to be released when he is eighteen years old.

She also wants to be familiar in front of her master, and when she really releases it, she can match a slightly better person. Otherwise, she has been doing this fire girl, and in the future, she will be casually matched by the owner, and the end can be imagined.

Qi Zhen has taken good care of Chishui in the past six months, and Chishui is also a little reluctant to her, but he also hopes that she will have a good life.

After a short time, Steward Luo led a little girl to the door of the stove, and the little girl was about eight or nine years old, about the same age as Chishui.

Steward Luo took a look, arranged for Chishui to move to Qi Zhen's stove door, and arranged the vacant place to the little girl.

Chishui is a little inexplicable.

Isn't it all the same?

When he actually sat down and started to burn the fire, Chishui knew that it was powerful. This is the stove of the man who lost his conscience!

You won't squeak in the hearth, will you? After such a strange stove came out, how could they live as fire girls? A large bag protruded inexplicably from the stove hall that should have been round, making the stove hall look weird.

And the big fire and the small fire are also not controlled by Chishui, making Chishui dusty, and being trained by the cook on the stove to spray blood.

That night, Chi Shui hurriedly went to consult Qi Zhen and told Qi Zhen about today's events, which made her giggle. After laughing, he explained the skills of burning the fire and handing firewood to Chishui.

Chi Shui finally breathed a sigh of relief and complained, "Why haven't I heard you talk about it before?" ”

Qi Zhen glanced at her with disgust, "You exchange fire with Yuan'er every time, I'll tell you what you're doing." ”

"Then whose stove is this? How did this happen? Chishui was a little curious.

"I don't know, but I heard that the stove was built together when the mansion was first built, and it has been hundreds of years, and someone once tried to knock it down, but it has not been knocked. You just have to do what I say, use more snacks when you burn the fire, and you will be familiar with it in two days. Qi Zhen said comfortingly.

"That's all there is to it." Chishui is a beautiful land.

"Alright, girl, don't be discouraged." Qi Zhen tapped Chishui's forehead with his finger, and said, "Do you know who that little girl is today?" ”

"I don't know." She had been disgraced by that strange stove, and it was too late to pay attention to anything else.

Qi Zhen glanced at her, "She is the son of the family in the house, and she is a distant relative of Steward Luo." Then he said, "Don't be serious with her, she will stay there for a few months, and she will definitely be raptured." ”

"Yes, yes." Chi Shui thanked Qi Zhen before going back to the room, and silently repeated the skills Qi Zhen told her before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

The next day was really much better, and Chi Shui also knew that the new little girl was called Tian Yun, who was the niece of Steward Luo.

Now she has known the girl on the left of Chishui before, her name is Zhao Yu, she is an introverted little girl, and she hasn't seen her say more than three words a day.

Chishui couldn't communicate effectively with her, so he had to give up.

Now Chishui's situation is a bit depressing. Zhao Yu on the left doesn't like to talk, and Tian Yun on the right doesn't dare to talk to her more, she is almost suffocated now, no wonder Qi Zhen worked hard to talk to her before.

Now this strange stove is no longer difficult for her, and she is getting more and more bored.

In the process of burning the fire in a daze, she unconsciously used the burning stick to hold the strange bulge, which was hard and motionless. She tried a little more force, but she still didn't move, and she had to give up.

When she lit the fire again, she would hold the fire stick from time to time, and soon this became her habit.

If she doesn't pluck that bulge a few times one day, she may not even feel fragrant when she eats.

Soon, summer came again, and it had been a year since Chishui and her family entered the mansion. That Tian Yun has also been transferred, and a new little girl has come. Chishui finally found someone to talk to, but the habit remained.

One day, Chi Shui habitually held on to the bulge again, suddenly, suddenly, she felt that the bulge seemed to move, she looked closely, and saw nothing, it seemed to be a hallucination.

Continued, once, again, again, sat up straight suddenly, she really felt that bulge, absolutely no hallucination, she dared to guarantee with personality!

Continued, continued, the range of the bulge became more and more obvious, Chishui was not overjoyed, and redoubled his efforts every day.

A few days later, Chi Shui felt that he should be able to knock it down, so he went to find another axe, and went to the lotus pond in the backyard to dig up some wet yellow mud, and touched it at night when the kitchen was empty.

First put the axe and yellow mud aside, lit a candle and put it next to the stove, Chishui climbed to the stove, took the cauldron above and moved it aside, poked into the stove, touched the axe with his hand and smashed it at the bulge, once, twice, three times......

Chishui didn't dare to push too hard, it wouldn't be good if he woke someone up. She was on the stove now, and that was a sin of disrespecting the gods of the stove.

Chishui didn't know how many times he had smashed it, but he only knew that the range of the bulge was getting bigger and bigger, which made Chishui see more and more hope.

It wasn't until the last blow that the bulge was finally smashed down by Chishui. Chi Shui hurriedly threw it on the ground, filled in the bulge with yellow mud on one side, and moved the pot back to its original place.

Chishui went to wash his hands first, and cleaned the stove surface without looking like he had moved. Holding the bulge again, holding the candle, he walked to the pile of strange rocks in the backyard, and then threw it into it vigorously, and he completed the task, and was ready to go back to his room to rest.

The bulge smashed into the pile of strange stones, clicked, like the sound of a ripe watermelon cracking, Chishui turned around and moved, stopped, turned around again, walked to the place where he threw it, moved the candle closer and looked closer, only to see that sure enough, the big lump cracked and came out, she looked at it carefully, stepped on it with her foot, and ran to move the axe again, and smashed it against the pimple again, this time it really cracked, and it was split in half.

I saw that half of the middle was concave, and a black crystal protruded from the middle of the half, the size of a fist.

Chi Shui picked it with her hand, and the black crystal picked it up, she picked it up and looked at the candlelight carefully, but she didn't see anything, but she thought that the things in the stone should have some value, so she didn't know how much it was worth.

She took the crystal into her bosom, put the cracked halves into the pile, carried a few more stones on top of them, put the axe back in its place, and went back to her room to rest.

The next day, Chi Shui briefly mentioned to Zhao Yu about the matter in the stove, of course, he didn't mention the crystal. Zhao Yu is not a person who talks much, so he nodded and passed.

Chi Shui later took the crystal and studied it for a long time, but he didn't come up with anything, so he only regarded it as a collection and put it in his baggage.

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