Konjac is indeed delicious, but it requires a lot of patience to make it.

The most time-consuming part is not the konjac itself, but the straw ash, which is poured into the water, then filtered out with a dustpan and settled overnight.

After a night of precipitation, what is left is the cleanest straw ash.

Straw ash is the key to the formation of konjac, without it, konjac cannot be made.

Shen Yan had already washed the konjac clean, and the straw ash water was also put aside and precipitated, so Sang Sang didn't care anymore.

Time will take care of the rest.

Shen Yan added a fence and a roof to the stove in the yard to protect him from the rain, so this can be regarded as a small kitchen.

Aunt Fu and Uncle Hu brought the processed pig into the water, and the cauldron was bubbling with heat and fragrance, and even the drizzling rain seemed to be dyed with that rich fragrance.

Every time like this, the pot lid will honestly squat in front of the stove, looking up at the dog's head, looking at it with a blank look.

Sang Sang was soft-hearted, and when he saw that he was really hungry, he couldn't help but cut one or two pieces with bones for it to taste.

Yes, the pot lid first likes Sangsang, and the second likes this pot.

It's like its royal kitchen.

The water quality of the well in Aunt Fu's house is clear, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and in the hot summer, the water that comes up from the well is as if it has been chilled.

The large pot of prickly pear jelly was hung in the well water, and the manhole cover was covered, so that the hot air could not run in, and the cool air could not run out.

At night, the prickly pear jelly has become solidified, and it is even more cold.

With a slight stroke of the knife, the pieces trembled, revealing a soft and smooth texture.

Sangsang also put wolfberries and newly picked wild mountain bubbles in it, and at this time they were inlaid in it, red and gorgeous, and it was very good-looking.

Scoop a spoonful into the mouth, the sweet and sour, soft and smooth taste spreads in the mouth, or occasionally eat a wolfberry, a wild mountain bubble, the sweet taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, it is really a great product to relieve the summer heat.

A large pot of prickly pear jelly was not enough at all, and it was eaten quickly, Shen Yan secretly smashed his mouth, and there was a feeling that he was still unfinished.

After Aunt Fu learned the method from Sangsang, she immediately said that she would do it in Ming'er, and she would give it to Shen Yan and Sangsang to taste when the time came.

Today, it has rained for a long time, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden are full of water, and the originally stuffy day is also a lot cooler.

On a day like this, I'm sure I'll get a good night's sleep tonight.

But an unexpected accident happened.

Shen Yan's room was leaking.

It was raining heavily, and it was drizzling in his room.

Coincidentally, the rain all leaked out of his bed.

The bed was soaked with rain, and the pillows, the thin quilt, and the clothes that had not yet been collected were all wet.

In addition to the bed boards, there were several places in the house where deep puddles had accumulated.

Tonight, the house is uninhabitable.

Seeing this, Shen Yan's brows frowned slightly.

This room has been idle, he has indeed not overhauled the roof for a long time, but he did not expect that a heavy rain today, the house will become a water curtain hole.

Fortunately, Sangsang's room is in good condition and there is no rain leakage.

Sang Sang's face was worried, "The bed is wet, where are you sleeping tonight?" ”

Shen Yan didn't care, "Just do it casually on the ground." ”

In the past, when he entered the mountains, he spent the night in the mountains, and slept in the same clothes, but now he is at home, but there is no bed to sleep in, which is much more comfortable than in the mountains.

Sang Sang glanced at the other puddles on the ground, and couldn't help but show a little hesitation on his face.

She felt a sense of self-blame for occupying the magpie's nest in her heart.

She bit her lip, and a lot of hesitation flashed in her heart, and finally she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Or, you can go to sleep in my house." ”

She said this very lowly, with a slight timidity, and after saying that, she felt the urge to bite her tongue off.

Shen Yan's ear power was excellent, he listened to Sang Sang's words word for word, and in an instant, a deep undercurrent surged from the bottom of his eyes.

Sang Sang met his gaze, and hurriedly added: "I, I mean, go to my house to lay the floor, this house is also full of water, and it is not convenient for you to sleep here......"

Her tone of explanation was a little urgent, and at the end of the day, her cheeks couldn't help but be stained with a touch of hot heat.

Obviously, she didn't have any crooked thoughts, but when she said this, she inexplicably brought a touch of charm and ambiguity.

Especially from his glance, Sang Sang felt even more ashamed of himself.

God testifies, she doesn't have the slightest mind that she shouldn't have!

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Sang Sang immediately said: "If you think it's not suitable, then ......"

Shen Yan: "You're right, this house is indeed impossible to sleep. There's no room left at home, so I can't sleep with that little beast with the pot lid. ”

The last words had a hint of ridicule, which made Sang Sang feel less uncomfortable.

She secretly did psychological construction for herself, but she just slept in the same room, not in the same bed, it was no big deal.

If you really want to talk about it, they have lived under the same roof for so long without clarity, and there is nothing to twist now.

"I, I'll make your bed."

After speaking, Sang Sang lowered his head and entered the house as if he had escaped.

Shen Yan looked at her back and fled, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked slightly.

I didn't expect that because of a heavy rain, I would have such an unexpected gain.

Now the weather is not as hot as before, especially after a whole day of rain today, the temperature plummeted, and he slept on the ground like this for fear of catching a cold, so Sang Sang directly brought a large pile of straw from the kitchen, first put a thick layer under his head, and then spread the sheets.

In this way, although it will still be a little cold, it is still better than lying on the ground directly.

The house was still the same as before, but there was one more floor, and with one more man, Sang Sang felt that his body had instantly become much cramped and cramped.

Sang Sang sat on the bed, Shen Yan sat on the floor, their eyes occasionally collided, one quickly dodged, and the other chased after him.

In an instant, Sang Sang had a feeling of luring a wolf into the room.

Her tone was slightly flustered, "I, I'll go to sleep first." ”

After saying that, she lay down directly, covered the quilt, turned over and turned her back to him, and did not move.

Shen Yan looked at her graceful curves, and a cluster of flames jumped under her eyes.

Sang Sang felt that the ground would be cold, but at this time, Shen Yan only felt that his whole body was hot and panicked.

He began to regret a little, regretting that he had entered this house.

He is not a restless Yanagishita Megumi, and he is not sure if he will be beastly and do something to Sangsang.