After eating and drinking, the two of them could not rest for a moment, and hurriedly repaired the house.

The bamboo huts, which can be called houses and are more like tents, are very simple and need to be properly renovated.

After laying the leaves firmly, Shen Ni had to pull out a quilt and cover it on the roof to prevent the leaves from being blown away.

That's pretty much it, Shen Ni thought, when he has some leisure, he can get some mud to paste on it, on the one hand, to keep warm and avoid the rain, and on the other hand, to increase firmness.

Inside the house, it's simple, first spread a layer of fluffy leaves, and then a quilt on top.

In this way, a simple small home is built.

Standing outside the house, Shen Ni's face was full of joy.

Although the house is not even as simple as the four walls of the house, it is much better than sleeping on the street.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you have faith in life, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In their spare time, Shen Ni and Wen Xiaolou sat back to back by the stream, looking at the gurgling stream and the clouds in the sky.

Wen Xiaolou was silent, Shen Ni chattered endlessly, still and moving, one by one.

Looking at the built house, Wen Xiaolou's heart was very calm.

At the beginning, he didn't think that Shen Ni could succeed at all, and even thought about the way back.

But when I saw the house rise from the ground, I felt a lot.

No matter what it is, no matter how incredible it is, as long as you do it, you are bound to gain something.

Today's Shen Ni taught him a lesson with his actions.

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Letting Wen Xiaolou stay by himself, Shen Ni couldn't help but run into the bamboo forest and cut a few bamboos, dragged them back and threw them on the ground.

There is a place to live, but other hardware facilities are also essential.

Shen Ni planned to make a drying rack in front of the door with bamboo.

Compared to building a house, the work of drying racks is really nothing.

The sharpened bamboo pole is inserted diagonally into the soil, and the two are staggered into an X-shape to be used as a support for the bamboo pole.

After measuring the distance, do the same on the other side, and then place a long bamboo pole across it.

Gently shake it twice, the stand is still stable, and a simple drying rack is done.

In the following time, Shen Ni picked up Wen Xiaolou's clothes that she had thrown on the ground and would use to carry leaves.

He took the box of soaphorn powder from the ox cart and went to the brook to wash the fool's clothes.

Wen Xiaolou lay next to her with a grass stalk in his mouth, looking at the fluttering white clouds.

When the laundry is done and the sun sets, it will not be early.

Shen Ni lit a bunch of leaves with flint, added some dry firewood on it, and pulled Wen Xiaolou to sit by the bonfire.

The crackling sound of dry firewood made a straight sound, and the face of Shen Niqiao, who was roasted at a blazing high temperature, was slightly red.

After a while, it was completely dark.

Shen Ni was not hungry, but he was afraid that Wen Xiaolou would be hungry, so he picked up two sweet potatoes and washed them by the stream, and then set aside a stall of red-hot charcoal and threw the sweet potatoes into it and buried them.

Waiting for the sweet potatoes to be baked, Shen Ni leaned on Wen Xiaolou's shoulder, squinting his eyes and talking about the experience of stealing sweet potatoes from others to bake and eat when he was a child.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes indignant, Shen Ni did not hesitate to share his joys, sorrows and sorrows with Wen Xiaolou.

Wen Xiaolou smirked and didn't listen, although there was no excessive change in expression, but Shen Ni could feel it, the fool had been listening, and he was not bored.

Gradually, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes came out, hooking the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the two.