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Chapter Twelve Burned Out

“Huhu, Huhu…”

After a series of blows, she made herself dizzy and lacked oxygen. Only then did Xia Weiwei stop this stupid move.

At this moment, let alone feeling lonely, she lost all her feelings and her mind was basically blank.

So, after seeing the light dimming, she hurriedly added a lump of grass and quickly added a dozen dead branches when the fire lights up again.

The waiting time was so difficult, it felt like a century had passed, and the fingers that were tentative from time to time were not burning: "So slippery ~ so delicate, it doesn't look like pottery at all!"

While turning around, Xia Weiwei's expression became even more weird after confirming that she would not have ordinary pottery, but it looked very similar to bone porcelain with good prices.

····It is really so easy to fire ceramics?

··· Or are you too lucky, but this time it is a pure accident?

The short videos of fishing at work are not in vain.

If so, Xia Weiwei would never put them in the tent after pinching out those things.

If so, it would not rise up and use mud.

So, just like when cooking, Xia Weiwei was very suspicious of her luck.

Involuntarily, she muttered: "Is it because I went out to step on shit yesterday morning?"

So, I was lucky to have a car accident and traveled through time. In less than two hours after traveling through time, I lit the fire. The next day I found the clay and successfully fired the ceramics?

What after that?

Will you continue to have good luck or...

Xia Weiwei, who dared not think deeply, felt that she needed to use something to suppress her shock. Suddenly, her eyes turned to the lotus root beside the fire and picked up a section without hesitation.

Not only did she not beat the charred lotus on it, but she didn't even shake the ash on the wood.

The boy who quickly turned in from behind the tent saw the lonely and thin figure of the girl who was lost by the firewood and was so hungry that she could only eat her to satisfy her hunger.

"A Que!"

"Scared~"

The lost Xia Weiwei was shocked and shuddered. The lotus root in her hand just fell off. She turned to look at the Soon Source and her eyes were filled with shock.

After a pause, my heart seemed to be pinched by this glance.

Suffering, sour.

As he stepped forward, the boy's tone became even heavier: "I'm afraid of what I'm doing and I'm still alone."

Hearing the sound, Xia Weiwei was speechless, and her hair was standing up at that moment, and her heart couldn't help but feel warm.

She curled her lips and smiled, "I'm afraid everyone will be unhappy again when I go."

His eyes flashed, and the boy who came to the front of him scratched his hair impetuously: "If they say that, let them say, why are you serious about them?"

In his opinion, if you hear a few complaints, you won’t die, but if you don’t have food, you will.

After a while, he suddenly remembered the scene he had just seen. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled Xia Weiwei's wrist: "Let's go, I'll catch you fish."

"I'm full." Xia Weiwei pulled the person with her backhand.

Looking back, looking at the girl with carbon stain on her cheeks, the boy's eyes became more complicated: "You wait for me tomorrow, and I will definitely catch you fish."

The boy, who is fifteen years older than "her". Because the two parents are close to each other, they have had a good relationship since they were young and have had a good relationship.

Therefore, when the original owner's father died, the young man took "her" into his wings and realized that "her" was his responsibility.

However, hunting is not that easy. Even if he is a child with a heart, he cannot catch anything outside of collective time.

"This one is delicious, don't believe it, please try it." Let go, Xia Weiwei signaled Hei Shi to let go, and then, after Hei Shi let go, he bent down to pick up the falling lotus root.

Carefully patted the ash covered with wood and charred color on the surface. Xia Weiwei handed the lotus root over with a smile: "Try it."

Blackstone: "·····"

If so, if you eat this root, then its quantity will not be the largest in the grass swamp.

If so, it can really eat, why wouldn't anyone notice so many tribes on the grass swamp?

For the tribe's roots that have not been cleared from the fish ponds around the tent this year, Black Stone really doesn't believe in its edibleness.

However, the girl in front of her ordered their family to light the fire in an orderly manner yesterday, and she even boasted about Haikou early this morning.

He still can't figure out what kind of personality the child he raised?

After saying those words, how could she not be clear about what she was about to face?

A thought passed by in my mind, and Black Stone took the lotus root.

For Hei Shi, who had never eaten cooked food, he could not find any words to describe the taste of cooked lotus root. Similarly, he did not feel that the slight bitterness of the burnt parts was inappropriate.

In early spring, when they couldn't find the fruit, they all used the tips of leaves and grass to fill their hunger, sour, bitter, and astringent, and they all ate as long as they could eat it.

"You just know it can be eaten, and you only say that kind of thing in the morning?"

"Yes." Xia Weiwei did not hide it: "I'm not stupid. It's impossible to talk nonsense when I have any worries."

Don't look Xia Weiwei, Heishi obviously disagreed with Xia Weiwei's definition of not being stupid: "It can't beat fish even if it's too many."

"Yes." Starch and protein are more important to them, but "It comes easily than fish and can fill the stomach better than fish meat. It is a good choice before I catch the fish."

"You actually want to get into the water?" Black Stone exclaimed.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the black stone who only caught this point. Xia Weiwei pulled him down and asked him to eat, while picking up smaller roots to clean up dust.

"I don't have to go into the water to catch fish. I thought of two methods today, and I have used them. This winter, I will know whether I can eat fish tomorrow."

For Hei Shi, Xia Weiwei's words were directly equivalent to a dark future that she could not touch even a fishy fish.

First, fish grow in water and if you want to catch them, you must go into the water.

Second, if the solution is so easy to think about, now they still have to worry about not capturing enough quantities?

"A Que, you don't have to worry about catching fish. Tomorrow, I will bring the fish back to you."

"Are you sure you can bring it back?" She didn't believe him, but she knew how unlikely it was for the father and son to catch the fish, and she also understood the defenses of the tribes in recent days: "Why haven't they come in yet?"

After opening his mouth, he wanted to say that he would bring the fish back to her Black Stone tomorrow, and his mood suddenly became depressed.

Silently, he bowed his head: "·····"

"Is something wrong?" Xia Weiwei was anxious.

Not to mention the fire is wrong.

"No." He looked up in panic, and after leaving Xia Weiwei, he became a quail again.

Looking at his appearance, Xia Weiwei stood up: "I'll go out and have a look."

"A Que."

Blackstone raised his hand and hurriedly pulled the person.

When I met Xia Weiwei, I would go out to see it myself without saying anything. After a moment of silence, he said, "Everyone is afraid that my dad will give you fish when he comes in and eat it outside."
Chapter completed!
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