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Chapter 11 Building a Shed

Mrs. Li held her soft little hands, and it was hard to imagine that those branches as thick as her wrists were so easily broken off by this little girl.

Jiayin raised her round chin and proudly said: "I am born with such great strength, my mother even praised me as a female bully in the future, no one dares to provoke me!"

Mrs. Li said in her heart that those were really not boastful words, your mother should be worried that no one would dare to take you in the future...

Because of Jiayin's joining, there is enough firewood now, and they will no longer pick it up.

A fire was lit on the ground between the four trees, and the fire was spread out as far as possible, so that the roasting area would be larger, and the open space would be dried up so that it would be better to sleep here at night.

Fang Youwei made several trips back and forth, cutting dozens of branches seven or eight feet long and thick as a wrist, and one of them brought back a pheasant with gorgeous feathers!
Fang Zhiyuan's eyes flashed and he ran to his father, "Dad! You caught a pheasant! It's great to have chicken tonight!"

Mrs. Li also led Jiayin to the front, and took the pheasant from Xianggong's hand, "How do I eat this chicken? Otherwise, let's put the whole grain bread on top of the stewed chicken?"

Fang Youwei put down the branch that was carried on the other shoulder, and said to Li Shi: "My wife has the final say. My wife is very good at cooking, and everything is delicious."

Mrs. Li said angrily to him, "What nonsense are you talking about, my child is listening!" Looking down, she saw Jiayin blinking her big talking eyes and looking at her, her face turned red, and she said: I'll clean it up The pheasant walked away quickly.

Fang Youwei laughed softly when he saw this scene, and waved to Jiayin, "Come on, Uncle will take you to wash your little hands. After a while, your aunt will clean up the chicken, and Uncle will give you those beautiful feathers You make a shuttlecock and play."

Jiayin was immediately attracted and asked curiously: "What is a shuttlecock? Is it fun?"

"It's fun, just tie chicken feathers together and tie a copper plate under it, and let your big brother teach you when it's done." Fang Youwei took her little hand, and the two had reached the nearest puddle. He washed Jiayin's hands with water, and dried her with a layer of clothes inside.

Send Jiayin to Fang Zhiyuan's side, and said to her: "Okay, it's cleaned up, you are still young and don't need to work, let's play with your brother, and I will call you when the food is cooked."

After speaking, he went on to build a shed for rest at night.

Cut off the small branches on the thicker long branches, and place them horizontally on the branches of four trees at the height of one person, and tie them with hemp rope to form a square frame. The branches are woven on top like weaving baskets, and a simple roof is ready.

Fang Youwei went to cut thinner branches and weaved them on the three sides to form a simple wall in the same way, and put a layer of yellow mud on the outside to keep warm. Although it is summer, the temperature difference between day and night is large here, and it is still quite cold at night. of.

Jiayin and Fang Zhiyuan stood aside and watched, very interested in this, but Fang Youwei didn't let them do it, for fear of hurting their hands, after all, there are many sharp twigs on it.

However, he still explained to them while working, how these were done and what effect they had. Both children listened with gusto.

Mrs. Yang has already set up the pot next to it. The stove below is very simple, just dig a small ditch deep in the middle with gentle slopes on both sides, and just put the pot on it, and the fire can be lit underneath.

There is already boiling water in the pot, and it was made in that small puddle, and it looks very clear after sedimentation.

Mrs. Li came back with the packed pheasant in a wooden basin. The chicken had been chopped into small pieces with a knife, and it was directly poured into the pot and blanched with water.

Because the branches are a bit damp, the smoke is very strong, and Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Li are wiping their eyes while cooking.

Seeing this good news, she tilted her head and thought for a while, picked up a branch with her little hand, and tried to extract its water. After a while, the branch became very dry, but she was also a little dizzy, and it didn't seem to work.Jiayin sighed, there is no fairy spirit here, and her magic power cannot be displayed.

The pheasant over there has been stewed, and the multigrain pancakes have been pasted.Only Mrs. Li was left watching the fire.

Mrs. Yang came over and moved the fire in the shed, trying to bake the ground as dry as possible.

Fang Youwei had already wiped the yellow mud outside. It had just rained, and the yellow mud was ready-made, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He washed his hands, and went to the forest on the mountain again, and came back only after the sun went down. This time he brought back a hare and a tree stump.

(End of this chapter)