The next morning, when it was still dawn, under the instinct of the biological clock, Xu Fugui woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a familiar fragrance came from his side, and the residual sleepiness suddenly dissipated.

Compared with the previous one's quilt, the current quilt is not warm, Jiazhen is like a well-behaved rabbit, sleeping in his arms with peace of mind, and the crystal nose slightly emits a heroic light.

Feng Xia and Youqing slept in the innermost part of the bamboo bed, not stretching out their feet to make sure that there was someone beside them.

Xu Fugui didn't move, for fear of waking them up, and quietly felt the clean warmth of the morning.

He was refreshed, carefully recalling the details of last night, and after holding it for so long, he finally got what he wanted.

"Well, you're awake." After a while, Jiazhen muttered, opened her eyes slightly, and then closed them again, lazily hugging his neck, and the corners of her mouth raised a reassuring smile.

Xu Fugui hugged it with his backhand, rubbed his big hand, Jiazhen stopped his dishonest hand, and complained: "I'm still in pain." ”

She had tiredness in her eyes, she slept too late last night, and when she finished preparing for bed, Youqing woke up again, picked it up and saw that the diaper wrapped around her buttocks was dirty.

That's why I slept late last night.

Xu Fugui didn't make any other moves, he knew how tired Jiazhen was last night, and in order not to wake Feng Xia up, he was standing all the time.

"Was it cold last night?" Xu Fugui asked softly.

Jiazhen shook her head, "It's not cold, your body is so warm, I can't even bear to get up." ”

"Then get a little more sleep."

"It's a joke, I have to get up, let's cook porridge in the morning and eat it."

As soon as there was a movement, Jiazhen frowned slightly, and a slight pain came from below.

"You better rest, I'll cook porridge and steam a few salted duck eggs."

Xu Fugui lifted the quilt, hurriedly put on the cotton clothes and cotton pants, put the melon skin hat on his head, and signaled Jiazhen to sleep well.

After he went out, Jiazhen closed his eyes again, reminiscing about the taste of last night, covering his head with a quilt, sniffing Fugui's residual manly breath, and a reassuring smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After three or five minutes, she reluctantly got up from the bed, and the pain below was not very strong.

After all, she is a mother of two children, and she has been married for several years, and her adaptability is still very fast.

Carefully put on his clothes, put on an apron, looked at the sleeping Fengxia and Youqing, and quietly walked out of the house.

"Up? I just poured hot water, and let's wash your face and rinse your mouth. Xu Fugui had already lit the stove, and the firelight was reflected on the wall, which was red.

"Jiazhen, come and light the fire, I'll peel two sweet potatoes."

He prepares to cook sweet potato porridge.

Jiazhen nodded, sitting in front of the warm stove, the big almond eyes of the water waves reflected Fugui's busy figure.

"For the New Year, why do you get up so early, reluctant to sleep more?" Mother Xu heard the movement outside, got dressed and walked out, and said angrily.

"Especially you, Fugui, I don't know that I feel sorry for Jiazhen at all, she just gave birth to a child, are you willing to let her get up so early with you?"

"Mother." Jiazhen shouted, "I woke up by myself, and Fugui also wanted me to sleep more." ”

Mother Xu still looked at Fugui reproachfully, but her hand movements did not stop, and she was busy with him in the morning food.

"Feng Xia is still sleeping?" After the sweet potato porridge was cooked, Mother Xu asked.

"Well, I'll go get her up."

Mother Xu clapped his hand, "Children just want to sleep more, so that they can grow taller, why did you ask Fengxia to get up so early?" ”

Then she took out a white porcelain bowl, filled it with sweet potato porridge, and took out half a salted duck egg separately, put it in an iron pot, and warmed it for Fengxia.

When drinking porridge, Xu Fugui told Xu's father and Xu's mother about building a bathhouse.

Xu's father and Xu's mother immediately agreed, they are also not used to bathing in the sheepfold, after all, they are used to the life of a large family before, so they can try not to take a bath during this time.

It is difficult to make a living from luxury, and it would be better if there was a bathing shed dedicated to bathing.

"By the way, Fugui, you have to find a way to build the roof, if it rains heavily, there will be no one living in the house." Xu Mu said suddenly.

Xu Fugui recalled the roof leakage in the heavy rain last time, and responded and agreed.

He forgot about the roof leakage, mainly because he had been busy during that time, busy in the county in the morning and busy in the field in the afternoon, and had no time to worry about anything else.

While there is time for the Chinese New Year, you have to make up for the roof, at least it can't leak anymore.

So after breakfast, he and Lai picked up a saw and a machete, went to the mountain and began to cut down trees.

Use a thick trunk to build the overall frame of the bathhouse, and replace the rest of the materials with bamboo, saving time and effort and remaining materials.

The felled trees are left on the mountain to be exposed to the wind and sun, and when they are dried, they can be taken home as firewood.

The two of them worked all morning, and they only cut down two trees, sawed down the trunks given by these two trees, polished them smooth, and carried them home.

In the next few days, he and Lai Shun have been preparing the materials for the bathhouse in the mountains, the trunks of four straight sand trees, and a few bamboos.

These bamboos are all processed into slender bamboo strips, and after they are brought back, Xu's father, Xu's mother, and Jiazhen Changgen use these slender and soft bamboo strips to weave into mats.

On a sunny day, he and Lai Shun took off their heavy cotton clothes and drove the stump into the hole dug in advance, which was equivalent to the foundation.

As long as these four stumps do not fall, the bathhouse will not fall.

After painstakingly driving the four stumps into it to make sure that they would not shake, the two took out the mat they had woven and surrounded the three stumps as if they were dressing, leaving a portal to enter and exit.

A row of sharpened bamboos is also tightly inserted outside the bamboo mat to strengthen the wooden shed and reduce the time that the bamboo mat is exposed to the wind and sun.

After doing this, the day passed, and the next day he and Lai Shun continued to do it.

Four stone slabs polished from the mountain were placed into the wooden hut to act as the ground, and then the bamboo gate was installed, and a wooden hut without a roof was erected.

As for the roof, Xu Fugui also has a way.

They cut a lot of thatch on the mountain, which has been dried in the sun these days, and together with the straw borrowed from the village, it can have the effect of keeping out the rain.

Once the roof of the wooden hut is covered, the bathing hut is complete!

The rest of the thatch was not wasted, he borrowed a ladder and climbed up to the roof of the thatched hut to check for leaks.

A lot of thatch has long since rotted due to years of rain.

Throw away the rotten thatch and replace it with a new layer of thick thatch, and the roof will be in good shape.

"Jiazhen, where did you buy that canvas?" Xu Fugui came down from the roof and asked casually.

If there is a canvas to cover the thatch of the roof, it will definitely not leak again.

Jiazhen shook her head, "I didn't buy it, I brought it out from home, and no one in the county sells canvas......"