Yan Yan was satisfied and sat back with her friends.
Xiao Tuanzi sat in the middle, and the others circled around her. Everyone had their own place, and Qing Feng, who joined behind, could only sit aside.
The spoiled Qing Feng felt dissatisfied but did not dare to make a fuss. He held back his energy and quietly squeezed towards Xiao Tuanzi.
Then Tang Yueya and Yingzi were not happy, "We gave Yanyan a gift so that we can sit next to her. What did you give her?"
Qingfeng: "..."
Not only did he not give anything as a gift, he even got into a fight with someone.
The speechless person moved back silently.
Because of this small episode, Yan Yan's story only tells about Sun Wukong killing six evil robbers, and having a dispute with Tang Monk, but was interrupted by Mrs. Shu who was cooking.
Everyone reluctantly dispersed and made an appointment to continue talking at dinner tomorrow.
Mrs. Shu was in a good mood after finding the water, so she baked some flatbreads stuffed with wild vegetables and minced meat using lard to improve the food for several children.
Although the taste of the flatbread is not as good as the meat buns made at home, it is still fragrant, soft and delicious. Especially after two days of eating porridge stewed with various grains, suddenly eating a greasy white flour pancake is simply delicious.
It is a delicacy in the world.
After the meal, everyone saw that there was still enough water in the river, so they took the opportunity to get some water to wash their faces, hair, etc. Some of them were diligent and made do by washing their clothes.
Shu Mingli went out for a walk and washed his feet, and finally came back with his old shoes that had lost their soles. He even ran to Mrs. Shu to let her take a look, "Mom, look, my shoes can open their mouths and talk."
Mrs. Shu raised her eyelids and glared at him: "Then tell me what it's talking about?"
Shu Mingli raised his voice and said, "It's saying, I can't walk anymore. I really can't walk. Please let me go."
Mrs. Shu was so amused by her son that she couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, don't pretend to be crazy here. You can take a rest tomorrow and let the eldest and fourth push the cart."
Shu Mingzhi also joined in and said, "Mom, my shoes can talk. Not only my shoes can talk, but my feet can also talk. If you don't believe me, take a look."
The single shoes with big holes were thrown away, revealing two feet with many big blood blisters.
"You think you only have blood blisters on your feet? Does your mother have blood blisters on her feet? Doesn't your father have blood blisters on his feet?" Mrs. Shu said angrily to him.
In the past two days, everyone walked hundreds of miles, and had to carry or push heavy objects. Not only did the feet have blood blisters, but the legs were also so tired and sore that they weighed a thousand pounds when walking.
There is no need to walk on this road except for riding in the car. Which one is not bitter and which one is not tired?
It's just that no one talks about it outside.
Shu Mingzhi was silenced by his mother's rebuke, and he sat down on the ground carelessly, beating his legs and sighing.
Mrs. Shu turned around and walked to the donkey cart, took out her sewing box, took out a sewing needle and handed it to Shu Mingzhi, "Pick out the blood blisters on your feet. There is medicine for treating trauma on the cart. After you pick it out, apply it tomorrow."
It should be better."
As he spoke, he placed the sewing box in front of everyone, "Which of you wants to pick up the blood and pick up the needles? Come and get the needles yourself. It will be quite uncomfortable in the first few days, but once you get used to it, you won't be so tired."
At this time, old man Shu came back with a basin of water, and waved to the old lady with a smile, "Old lady, come here and wash your face. I will take my dick to build a small shed for you later, and you can wipe yourself."
"What's the situation now? Are you building a shed to wipe yourself? Poor people are very particular." Mrs. Shu's tone was not very good, but there was a smile on her face.
"Don't you love to be clean? There is just water. If I don't wash it this time, I don't know when it will be next time... Brother, stop sitting around and go cut branches in the forest over there."
Old man Shu put down the basin, pulled out two machetes, and walked away swaggeringly with his hands behind his back. A few young ones followed him with nothing to do and skipped around.
The small shed is easy to build. Just cut four thicker branches as fulcrums, tie ropes in the middle, put on clothes, and cover with some small branches.
After the shed was set up and the hot water was boiled, Mrs. Shu went in first and took a bath. Then she took Yanyan in and washed her from head to toe.
The dirty little dumplings turned into white and tender dumplings again. Mrs. Shu was so happy that she hugged her and kissed her several times.
Then the family took turns to take a bath in the small shed. Some villagers saw it and wanted to go there to take a bath, so a long queue formed outside the small shed. Some couldn't wait and built the shed themselves.
That night when everyone slept together, the unpleasant smell of sweat was finally gone from the air.
Mrs. Shu took a deep breath of relief and said, "God, I can finally let you breathe. If the smell continues like this every day, something will definitely happen to my nose."
Yan Yan lay in her arms and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mrs. Shu teased her: "If you smell something stinky, you think it's fragrant; if you smell something fragrant, you think it's smelly. Isn't it scary?"
Yan Yan imagined her grandmother pointing at a piece of cake and saying how delicious it was. She was so frightened that she burped, "Grandma, please don't get sick. From now on, Yan Yan will build a small shed for her to take a bath every day!"
"Yan Bao is so filial." Mrs. Shu smiled and rubbed her furry little head.
Yan Yan nodded vigorously, "Well, I don't want to eat rice that smells like daddy!"
"Haha, this kid...your grandmother is not so confused yet!"
This time, not only Mrs. Shu, but also everyone nearby burst into laughter when they heard this.
After the laughter, they started to arrange the business. Mrs. Shu turned around and told her two daughters-in-law: "Tomorrow is free, and the three of us will make a few pairs of shoes together. We will not need a few small ones, and we will make them for those who need shoes first."
It had only been two days, and a few shabby boys had already worn out their shoes. We still have so much time to go, so we can't go on the road barefoot.
Shu Mingliang huddled his head under the quilt and muttered: "I also want new shoes. There is a hole in the toe of my shoes."
"Okay, I'll make a pair for you too." Old Mrs. Shu babbled: "You've always been short-sighted. When you see someone eating shit, you have to go over and smell it..."
Yan Yan fell asleep amidst her grandmother's nagging and had another good night's sleep. Before dawn the next day, villagers got up to fetch water for breakfast.
As usual, the Shu family ate a stew of wild vegetables, dried meat, and grains. The rice was cooked by Old Man Shu, and Mrs. Shu and her two daughters-in-law cut cloths to hold the soles of their shoes.
After eating, a group of people went straight to the river with their rice bowls in hand, and scooped water into the pots and buckets with their buttocks stuck out.
The Shu family's water containers include two buckets, a large iron pot, a clay pot, a wooden basin, plus two kettles and a stack of large porcelain bowls.
Mrs. Shu packed up all these things and carried them to the river. She filled them with water one by one, closed the ones with lids, and used wooden boards to cover the ones without lids. They were packed in a row.
Shu Mingyi looked at the bedding and sundries thrown aside, and took a breath in shock, "Mom, what are you doing? Isn't it enough to save two buckets of water? How about so much?"
"Are these many?" Mrs. Shu asked him back: "First of all, look at how many people there are in our family, and there is an animal that can eat and drink. If we don't find water later, what will our family drink?