"I was soaking wet, and I didn't even have a single piece of dry wood.

Dayou, tomorrow you take a few people to ask Brother Zi for help.

If you freeze like this, many people will definitely get sick. Jeonzo stood up with a wet suit on his shoulder.

"Whose fire break can still be used, but also ignites.

Everyone is scraping together, and if it freezes any longer, it will be sick.

The wind stopped, and a few people came out to build a shed to shelter from the rain. ”

After a small sound, someone finally responded.

"My fire fold can still be used!"

"I've got a piece of lamp oil on my clothes."

Everyone worked together for a while before a fire was lit.

The smoke from all directions caused everyone to cough, but no one moved away from the wind.

The planks of the boat, which had been found in the rain, were cut into small pieces, and small fires erupted in the lit clothes.

The people around the fire covered their mouths and held their breath, for fear that they would blow out the fire if they were angry.

When a simple shed was erected behind the boulder, the firelight shone on the faces of the survivors of the catastrophe.

Listening to the sound of the rain falling on the plank, Quan San tore a few strips of cloth to make a torch and lit it.

"The sturdy men all went outside with me to look for the fish and shrimp that had been photographed by the waves."

When the men heard about the food they were looking for, they all responded positively, and if they didn't get something to fill their stomachs, they were afraid that they would not see the sun tomorrow.

A group of people who have been displaced here are struggling to survive in the wilderness on this stormy night.

…

The people of Daxiawan sat in a safe and warm room and enjoyed a hearty dinner.

Every household has sufficient food stocks, rice porridge, steamed buns, pancakes, dumplings, noodles, which are produced by their own craftsmanship.

Wild vegetables, which used to be the staple food, have become a rarity on the table, and fish and shrimp have become the most common meat.

Housewives no longer pick and search when cooking, and thick rice porridge is rare to see even grains.

…

"After eating, we will rest early, and we will all go out to the sea early tomorrow morning."

After Qiu Dagen finished eating, he didn't forget to light a leaf on the oil lamp to smoke it.

Although the Qiu family is separated, they have to get together from time to time to eat.

No, because the weather is special and there is nothing to do, the whole family gathered at Qiu Dagen's place for a reunion dinner.

The Qiu family, which is divided into four families, is full of grain, and there is no worry that they will be poor.

"Dad, I heard that there was also a dragon sucking water three years ago, and I couldn't pick up all the fish after the tide receded.

Those dead fish and shrimp and small fish and shrimp, no one can see them at all, how many must there be! ”

With Qiu Xiaohe's knowledge, he couldn't imagine how many fish and shrimp he couldn't pick up.

Men who have lived for almost thirty years have only eaten enough after arriving in Daxia Bay.

Like the Qiu family, they regard Daxiawan as their life.

He works diligently and steadfastly, and never takes advantage of the situation to oppress people because Qiu Degui is the general manager.

He participated in various training of the escort team, and he was also active and serious.

"Listen to what Old Man Hu said!

That old thing has a big mouth, and he is everywhere, and everyone in the village must know about it now.

Taking advantage of the rare opportunity, I dried more fish at home.

Your uncle said that he would bring a batch of Daxiawan specialties out to exchange things. ”

Qiu Dagen reminded his family in a low voice, and he finally said the words hidden in his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, really! Is Uncle De's message reliable? Qiu Xiaoshan stretched his neck and said.

"The castle master's words are still false!

The castle lord has broken his heart for us, so you all give me some cleverness.

The castle owner likes strange things, and if he finds a beautiful seashell on the beach, remember to pick it up. ”

Qiu Dagen instructed again, for fear that these juniors would forget about it as soon as they went out.

Especially the grandchildren in the family have been more disciplined since they went to the academy, and they have become more literate in speaking.

When he went home and taught them to read and write, Qiu Dagen was both relieved and funny.

"Daddy, we all remember!

As long as it is uncommon and good-looking, the castle owner likes it.

We're not in it for the money, it's all about the easy thing. The second daughter-in-law of the Qiu family said with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that Uncle Li's uncle often followed the castle owner, I don't know how many people would have chatted with the castle owner.

The woman who marries in Daxia Bay, who doesn't treat the castle owner as a treasure in her heart.

In their eyes, no one can covet their uncle.

Once known, Spit Star can drown her.

The castle owner who gave them all food, clothing, and shelter was better than his own father and mother.

"When I was clearing the wasteland, after I really came into contact with the castle owner, I realized that the castle owner was a kind person.

We sat on the ground and ate the same meal, roasting birds' eggs, grasshoppers, and even roasted locusts. ”

"The castle owner also likes to hear us talk about the shortcomings of the east and the west, and he is even interested in the quarrel between the two of them." Qiu San's sister-in-law answered.

"Young Master Xiao Luo said that the castle lord's aunt likes to listen to gossip the most."

"Young Master Xiao Luo also said that every day when he went home for dinner, he would tell the castle lord's aunt what happened in the academy."

The grandchildren of the Qiu family's academy vied with each other to speak, and they did not leave the Ziyu sisters and brothers.

Yes, Ziyu, who likes to listen to gossip, is now famous.

No wonder Wan Miao and Gu Zhuyue often go to Ziyu's house to talk to Liu Ye.

Ziyu, who often sits at home, can often hear all kinds of gossip from the mouth of the willow leaves, which comes from this.

Therefore, don't underestimate the power of women, a lot of news is delivered by them.

…

Before going to bed, the people of Daxiawan are looking forward to the low tide tomorrow, even Ziyu is no exception.

Ziyu was lying in bed and appealing, saying that the harvest brought by the first tornado was still dancing when it came to the excitement.

"Daughter-in-law, when you talk about tomorrow's low tide, you are so happy!

Then I'll give you a boost too! ”

After listening to Libai for almost an hour, he finally couldn't help it and threw himself under him.

"Honey, exercise helps you sleep, and going to bed early is the best way to get up early.

Tomorrow, we will be the first to go to the sea! ”

The slender fingers twisted the skin away from the white waist and rubbed it, and the man who was inhaling in pain became harder and harder.

He flicked his free right hand outward, and the strong wind blew out the two oil lamps.

Plunged into a dark room, only ambiguous sounds are heard.

When the warm fragrant nephrite is in the arms, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold.

After a long time, the sound of tired snoring finally came from inside the room, and Libai, who was lying with his neck crossed, closed his eyes in satisfaction.

…

When the first rays of morning light appeared on the calm sea, the people of Daxiawan gathered at the beach early to watch the tide recede.

Ziyu glanced at the people of Daxiawan who were holding various tools, and all the people who could run were here.

Xiao Luo, who was well prepared, even brought his two little ponies.

On the backs of the two ponies each carried two large buckets.

The little one had a deep basket hanging from his waist and an iron pair of pliers in his hand.

The little friends who stand with Xiao Luo have similar equipment.

The junior team and the twelve students also participated.

When Ziyu looked over, a young man was grinning at her.

Ziyu, who couldn't remember who it was, turned back and asked Libai in confusion.

"Who's that giggling boy!"

(End of chapter)