The peasant girl in the apocalypse of natural disaster has space

Chapter 31 Building a flatbed truck
"Grandma, do you think we can use these nails to build a flatbed truck for my dad?"

“Building a flatbed truck?”

Song Hailong was a little confused at first, but in the blink of an eye, the doubts in his heart were replaced by surprise.

"This, this is okay!"

Song Jinyue's words made everyone in the Song family feel their eyes light up. This was such a great idea.

Most people who make flatbed trucks use craftsmen to build them using mortise and tenon technology. No one in Stone Village understands this, but with these nails, they can completely eliminate some trouble. They can directly saw the wooden boards and then use nails. Just connect it.

"Jinyue, you are so awesome!"

Song Hailong looked in admiration. The word "smart" was no longer enough to describe Jin Yue. This girl really had something in her head, and he felt inferior to her.

"It just so happens that our saw is still there!"

Mrs. Song pulled out a hand saw from a sack. At that time, someone else cut a tree and destroyed the saw, which gave them a lesson. Therefore, the saw was kept and is now in use.

"Without further ado, I'll get it done right now!"

Song Hailong showed a hint of urgency, and after the car was ready, the whole family could catch up with the team.

"Let's eat first!"

Song Haishan felt warm in his heart when he saw the whole family working hard for him.

He, Song Haishan, was born in such a happy family, with kind parents, loving brothers, and filial children. These are some of the things that some people would be hard-pressed to obtain throughout their lives. He felt that this life was worth it!

After the meal, Song Hailong found two straight branches. The tip of one of the branches was burned into a charcoal shape. He nailed the tops of the two branches together with nails. He also took a large rag and used The two branches were used as compasses to draw a large circle on the cloth.

Then they started making the wheels, with Song Jinyue and Mrs. Song helping to nail the wooden boards and so on.

The family worked together and soon made a wooden cart that looked simple but was extremely strong.

Looking at the tall and sturdy wooden cart, the Song family felt a sense of accomplishment. They had made it with their own hands.

"Now that's good, with this car, not only can I drag my eldest brother, but I can also put some heavier luggage on it."

Song Haitao looked happy. This car is big enough and can hold a lot of things.

"Then let's put some luggage up there first, and then brother, you can go up so that we can be on our way."

Mrs. Song took out her sleeping bag and laid it on the flat cart, then put some of her luggage on it. Finally, everyone helped Song Haishan get on the cart.

"Let's continue on our way!"

After drinking Song Jinyue's anti-fatigue potion, the whole family felt full of energy. Song Hailong grabbed the handlebars on both sides of the flatbed, and then exerted a slight force, and the flatbed started to move.

"Let's go!"

Song Hailong shouted loudly and pushed the cart forward quickly. The Song family followed closely behind.

"Having this car saves trouble!"

Song Hailong pushed the trolley and felt that it was very labor-saving. He couldn't help but remember that when he went up the mountain that day, he almost collapsed from exhaustion while carrying his eldest brother on his back. He didn't know how he persisted at that time.

Because there was a cart and there was no need to carry luggage, the Song family traveled much faster, and they caught up with the large group when it was getting dark. After all, they all carried heavy luggage and were walking for a while, so it was also Didn't go far.

When the Song family caught up with the team, everyone in Stone Village happened to be looking for a place to rest. When they saw the Song family pushing a flat cart to catch up, everyone was shocked.

"Mrs. Song, where did your car come from?"

"Hey, this is great. Having this car saves you so much effort!"

"self-made!"

Mrs. Song replied with a cold face. She couldn't be too friendly at this time.

"What did you do?"

At this moment, some people's eyes became a little evil, they wanted this flat car.Mrs. Song replied calmly: "I'm lucky, I picked up a bunch of nails."

"That's great!"

"Ms. Song, I want to discuss something with you. I think your car can hold a lot of things. Can you help me pull some luggage?"

A strong man with a sinister face walked forward carrying luggage and stared at the flat car with greed in his eyes.

Song Hailong blocked his way, and faced his threatening eyes, he refused directly: "No!"

"you sure?"

The strong man's threat was obvious, and his clenched fists rang loudly, and several families who were friends with his family also came over.

"Song Hailong, don't be so petty. I don't want your car, so what!"

"Okay, Lin Xiaojia, stop bullying people!" Liu Guisheng couldn't stand it anymore. He relied on his prestige in the village to persuade him, "You see it's not easy for the old Song family, so don't force them."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Old Man Liu, why are you pretending to be a good person?"

Lin Xiaojia didn't sell it, and said sarcastically, "You just want to coax us away, and then sell the Song family's favor so that you can put your luggage on this flat car."

"you……"

Liu Gui's face turned red with anger, and she was afraid of being misunderstood by the Song family, "How could I be as shameless as you?"

"If any of you are too harsh on the Song family today, don't come to me again if you get sick along the way!"

Liu Guisheng's words successfully dissuaded some ill-intentioned people. The journey was long and the weather turned cold, so no one could guarantee that they would be immune to all diseases.

Lin Xiaojia's friends with several families did not dare to offend Liu Guisheng and backed away a little. This was no joke. It would be fatal if there was no one to treat him when he was sick.

Although Lin Xiaojia was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to go too far and left angrily.

Seeing that everyone had stopped thinking, Mrs. Song and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Liu, I really want to thank you this time!" Mrs. Song thanked her with tears in her eyes.

"Sister-in-law Song, don't say any polite words. I can't help you even if it's a big help. This is just a matter of words!"

Liu Guisheng said it was easy, but actually he was beating a drum in his heart just now, really afraid that these people would rush up and steal the car regardless.

Song Jinyue didn't expect Liu Guisheng's words to be so effective. She had originally planned to hurt others.

Seeing that Liu Guisheng and others were also packed in large and small packages, he took out a handful of iron nails from his pocket.

"Grandpa Liu, I still have a pair of iron nails here. You can use them to make a flat cart too!"

"Ah, do you still have any?"

Liu Guisheng's eyes widened suddenly, and various thoughts surged through his mind. He really wanted these nails, but he remembered Lin Xiaojia's words before and was hesitant.

"That's right, Lao Liu, just take it if it's given to you. With two kids at home pulling the car, adults can do it easily too!"

Mrs. Song also agreed with Song Jinyue's approach. Liu Guisheng had two grandsons aged five or six. It was not easy for adults to carry things as well as children.

Seeing that Liu Guisheng was embarrassed to ask for it, Mrs. Song grabbed some nails from Song Jinyue's hand, counted the number, and found that it was just enough to drive a flat car. Without any explanation, she stuffed them into the hands of Liu Guisheng's son Liu Dahu.

"Then, thank you Aunt Song!"

Liu Dahu put away the nail, his eyes filled with joy. He and Liu Guisheng looked at each other, great, his family will have a flat car soon.

As soon as they got the nails, the Liu family immediately started building the flat car, and Song Hailong stepped forward to help.

The Liu family also started making flat carts, and the others were so excited that they didn't expect that the Song family still had iron nails in their hands.

(End of this chapter)