Maybe it's because of the sparse landing, maybe there really aren't any pursuers. The two of them went smoothly along the way, except for Feng Qingcheng, who was struck by Wan Wan.

He was badly injured but refused to ask Wan Wan to carry it, and Wan Wan was afraid that he would be involved in the wound when he was running light exercises. Wan Wan's nonsense has always been rare at this time, but she said that he directly knocked him unconscious with her palm.

Although her light skills are not as good as Feng Qingcheng, she is a master of numbers after all, and she finally arrived at that place in the early morning of the second day.

There are more than a dozen families scattered among the hills.

The two men did not go into the place where the man had gathered, but stopped at the edge of the mountains.

There was a river running down the hill at the foot of the hill, and there was a deserted wooden house half a mile up the hillside. Although it is a little broken, it is still covered by tiles, and this place is close to the edge, and the view is good, but if there is any wind and grass, you can notice it at the first time.

There were only a few broken and almost useless household items in the wooden house, and two broken clay pots.

This picture directly aroused Wan Wan's admiration for the frugality of the ancients. After a thousand years, whether it is demolition or moving, there are always many things that can be used in the old house.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he really didn't remove the beams.

It seems that the level of productivity can directly affect the rise and fall of thrift at some point.

After sighing, Wan Wan broke some branches to use as a broom, and waved off the cobwebs in the house in three or two clicks. Then he looked at the house full of broken cans and rotten wood and said, "I'll go find those people to buy some things, you can rest." ”

Feng Qingcheng still only said "um", and didn't say much.

For this state, Wan Wan is very satisfied. It turned out that force was so effective for Fengqing City, and he was obedient all the way after only splitting him once.

This satisfaction and small pride of Wan Wan disappeared when she returned with a bunch of things.

Feng Qingcheng didn't rest at all, if he dragged his body that needed to be repaired, he repaired a few household items in the house.

He started to fix it so she could rest. This routine has been seen in many books, and it is quite touching when reading the book. But in front of me......

According to the routine, shouldn't he fix things neatly? It's not neat, and it has to be rough but practical.

What the hell are these people looking for?

Wan Wan took out the hemostatic powder, looked at the only thin bottom left in it, and felt her fists itch.

She didn't just want to beat him, she wanted to beat herself even more. In this case, the pain in her heart actually outweighed the itch of her fist. is so useless, so hopeless, maybe a stroke can heal a few points, and it will be better to have a longer life.

Of course, people like Wan Wan who cherish themselves will not really beat themselves. She felt more sorry for Feng Qingcheng than she wanted to beat him, so naturally she wouldn't really beat him.

While helping Feng Qingcheng deal with those open wounds, she gritted her teeth and said: "Master Hou has good skills, and he will fight to crack the wound and repair this thing that can't be used for nine points, and it can't be used for twelve points!" ”

Feng Qingcheng was silent for a moment and said, "I'...... It's really incompetent. ”

Wan Wan sighed: "It's strange if you know this. ”

The powder was not enough, so Wan Wan took out the herbs she had collected earlier, mashed a few and put them on him. "You can be honest for a few days, this herb is far from being as good as powder."

There was a fire kang in the house, but the stone slabs on it were gone. Wan Wan repeatedly warned Feng Qingcheng not to move, and then went out to find two suitable stones, and used the bright moon knife to chop the longest part in the middle, and put it on the fire kang.

Wan Wan stood up and tried it, and it was very stable.

Wan Wan threw the two quilts she bought on them, clapped her hands and continued to deal with the remaining broken stones.

She first took two more regular pieces, turned the flat side up, and slashed them two more at the bottom so that they could stand on the ground steadily. Two broken stones put together together are another bed.

The last two, Wan Wan simply cut off a few knives and came out with a low table and two stone benches.

After doing this neatly, Wan Wan turned her head and met Feng Qingcheng's gaze with great admiration.

Being looked at with such a gaze is naturally inevitably a little fluttering, and being looked at by him with such a gaze, Wan Wan feels even more fluttering.

When she flutteringly cleaned up the household items that were already useless, broke them and filled them under the fire, and prepared to bake them, Feng Qingcheng coughed lightly and said hesitantly: "Wanwan, there is a gap between the stone slabs." ”

Wan Wan blinked her eyes and said, "There are naturally some gaps in the edge that have not been repaired, just be able to lie down, Master Hou and pay attention to it." ”

In that fluttering mood, Wan Wan does everything with the wind. After about two crosses, she lit up a pile of wood with the powder and fire fold that fueled the combustion, and quickly threw it under the fire kang.

Feng Qingcheng said slowly: "I want to say, there are gaps between the stone slabs, wouldn't it be possible to burn the quilt if you light a fire underneath." ”

Wan Wan was stunned, and then jumped on the kang board and hugged the quilt.

At this moment, the light under the kang is lighting up with enthusiasm. When Feng Qingcheng saw her jump onto the kang board, he immediately stood up. When Wan Wan saw him get up, she panicked and immediately threw away the quilt in her hand, and her figure swept over to him to stop him.

Wan Wan only had two arms, and she could only get a limited amount of things, so she only bought two thin quilts, a small bag of flour and some salt and sugar.

There are only two quilts. When Wan Wan threw it away, one bed fell on the kang and the other rolled down.

When Wan Wan finally remembered to look at the quilt, the bed that fell on the kang was already scorched.

Wan Wan knocked on her head, feeling that she had lost face for the working people and the people in the rivers and lakes. Feng Qingcheng was born with fine clothes and food, and he will not be normal in these trivial things. But she grew up in an orphanage, and her hands-on ability has always been very strong, and it is the identity of this body, and she should have super survival ability after wandering the rivers and lakes for many years.

She did such a stupid thing.

Sure enough, people can't be sneering. Pride is easy to mistake.

There is a flue on the ondol, but the flue is blocked by some years of fallen leaves. The fire that Wan Wan threw into the kang not only covered the bed quilt, but also choked the room.

Wan Wan pulled Feng Qingcheng out of the house. Standing in the refreshing mountain breeze, Wan Wan coughed lightly, and forcibly found face: "I think you are stupid and a little faceless, and I deliberately accompany you." ”

Feng Qingcheng let out a "hmm".

Wan Wan looked at him, "Do you really think so?" ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled and nodded, "Seriously." Thank you Wanwan for being with me...... Be stupid."

He said this sincerely, but the smile on his face was not the same thing at all. Wan Wan touched the corner of her forehead, changed the topic, and said, "I didn't buy a pot, I'll look for something that can be replaced." ”