Chapter 8: Strategists and Helpers
Chun Niang didn't know where to find some flat stones, and piled them up layer upon layer, but they were also built decently.
"Miss, you're awake!"
She hurriedly threw down the gravel in her hand, patted her palms on her stomach, and hurried to help.
Li Qingrong was supported by her, and Fang found that Chun Niang's cotton clothes seemed to be a lot shorter.
Touching the strip of cloth soaked in snow on her forehead, she lowered her eyelashes, and said softly, "Chun Niang, are you cold?" ”
Chun Niang touched the strip of cloth and walked to the side to rewrion the snow water, intending to soak it again.
She lifted her honest and frozen red face and responded with a smile.
"Don't be tired, do you feel better?"
After receiving a faint response, she continued to happily do the work in hand.
The pit was cold and windy, but Li Qingrong felt as if there was a fire in his heart, which was even stronger than the fire when he faced the wolves last night.
Those who have your heart will compare their hearts with their hearts, and those who have you will exchange truth for truth.
After taking a nap, Li Qingrong gradually felt that his body had gained some strength.
She stood up and paced to see Chun Niang, who was busy piling up stones.
After comparing the shape and height of the subbase, I predicted how long the crumbling pile of "buildings" would survive.
"Swap this stone," she said, gesturing to another round stone that had been thrown aside, "this one would be more suitable." ”
As Miss's most loyal and brainless number one fan, our Xiaochun Niang kicked the pile of rocks that was already one person high to the ground without complaint.
The posture is chic and neat, like a heroine.
She'll do that!
She once heard her aunt in the next palace tell her that this is called the encouragement education method.
Immediately, a flattering voice sounded at the bottom of the pit: "Wonderful, the young lady is still resourceful, and the slave will rebuild it according to the young lady's instructions, and he will definitely be able to build the best stone pile in the world!" ”
"Oh my God, this stone is just right here, beautiful and sturdy!"
"Eh, miss, let it go!"
"That's it, isn't it? It's really shameless to let Miss move it herself, Miss don't worry, slave to clean it up! ”
Li Qingrong could only stand silently on the side, as if he was building the most luxurious palace in the world.
Fortunately, it was deserted and deserted, otherwise she wouldn't have lost even ten faces.
I have to say that with the military advisor on the side, coupled with the hard-working and capable helpers, this stone pile really has to be built in a decent way.
Li Qingrong's subordinates pressed and pressed on it, and only nodded secretly after confirming that it was relatively stable and safe.
Before she could speak, it was the same flattering voice again.
"Miss, don't move yet, be careful of the danger, and the slave will go up and explore the way first."
Chun Niang rolled up her sleeves majestically, intending to stride up.
Unfortunately, the pile of stones was too high, so she stepped back, thought for a moment, and stepped back again.
Only then did he grin and sprint into a position.
Li Qingrong fell a few black lines on her forehead, and she sometimes even wondered whether Chun Niang was innocent or stupid.
"Use this," she said, tapping her toe at the large boulder she had just rested against.
The stone was uneven, but it was three or four times larger than the others.
Predicting the height in his heart, Li Qingrong felt that he could step on it and go up the stone pile.
Hearing the military advisor's order, the little helper's eyes lit up, and he moved the big stone with a sigh.
Sure enough, the pit came out of the pit very smoothly.
Chunniang stood on the edge of the pit, and the shadow of the sun shrouded Li Qingrong, who was still at the bottom of the pit.
"She is worthy of being a young lady, not only can she be literate and martial, but also resourceful!"
Li Qingrong, who was praised, chose to answer her with tired eyes, can she blow it later.
Is it okay to pull her first?