: Build a stove

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"good."

Su Zixuan's eyes lit up. With his sister around, it would be easier to persuade his mother to leave as soon as possible.

"Big Hui, Second Hui, come here."

Su Qingluo greeted the two big dogs.

"Wow woof."

Big Hui, Er Hui yelled twice spiritually, and ran over briskly.

"Follow your brothers and sisters back, and lead the way well."

Su Qingluo took out two pieces of dried sweet potatoes from his purse, stuffed them into the mouths of the two big dogs, and pointed in the direction of home.

"Wow woof."

The two two circled her excitedly, and ran towards the entrance of the cave first.

"Sister Yu, let's go."

Su Ziqin and Su Zixuan put on their rain gear and ran out of the cave following the two big dogs.

"Brother and sister, be careful, come back quickly."

Su Qingluo trotted to the entrance of the cave, watched their figures disappear from sight, and then turned back.

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The cave is very cold, and in the hot summer season at the end of July, the temperature inside the cave is obviously ten degrees lower than outside.

Gusts of cool mountain wind blowing in from the hole made people's scalp feel cold, and Grandma Liu couldn't help sneezing.

"Grandma Liu, it's cold in the culvert, put on more clothes."

Su Qingluo's mind tightened, and she also took out suitable clothes from the storage ring, and put them on for the little prince.

"Sister Yu, what are you cooking for lunch?"

Granny Liu put on her clothes and looked at the empty culvert, feeling a little worried.

"I'll build the stove."

"I'll move it."

Granny Liu came to her senses and hurried to help move the stone.

Everything in the culvert is missing, there is no shortage of stones, and the ground is full of gravel.

The two swiftly moved stones to build the stove, and were busy walking around.

The little prince and Xiao Hui happily joined in the fun, picked up the small stones, ran to the stove, stuffed them in the cracks of the stones, fixed them for support, and flatteredly asked his sister for credit.

"Xuan'er is awesome, she is a little grown-up now that she can help her sister with work."

Su Qingluo was busy building the stove, and had no time to praise him. Granny Liu approached him with a smile and praised him enthusiastically. The little cute baby who praised him had flushed cheeks, big bright eyes, and was even better at picking up stones. Work hard.

Using local materials, the stove was built very smoothly. In less than a stick of incense, Su Qingluo had already built the first stove.

Considering the large number of people in the family and the large amount of food, she built two stoves of the same size next to it.

One for boiling water and two for cooking, just like the kitchen at home.

With the stove, Liu Po fetched firewood and lit it, and started cooking.

Su Qingluo helped carry the cauldron to the stove, brought clean water, poured it into the pot, and boiled a pot of hot water first, so that relatives who were soaked in rainwater could have a sip of warm water after hard work. hot boiling water.

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"Master, something happened upstream. A shipwreck broke the embankment, and the river broke its embankment."

Boil the hot water~www..com~ Before Su Qingluo could catch his breath, the anxious voice of the little kingfisher suddenly came.

"What?!"

Su Qingluo choked for breath, and rushed out of the cave before he could explain.

Outside the entrance of the cave, the mountain wind howled and the rain poured down. The petite figure spread its wings like an eagle and jumped down the cliff a few times, turning into a dazzling ray of light, and ran towards the river bank.

The foot-high flood peak galloped and roared, like a beast devouring people, sweeping all the mud along the banks of the river and whistling.

Trees, farmland, and houses were flooded in an instant, and the small courtyard walls collapsed.

"Woo woo woo..."

Even though the people who evacuated to the cliff were prepared in their hearts and witnessed the destruction of their homes, they still couldn't help but shed tears of grief.

The elderly, women and children covered their mouths and wept in a low voice. The men's eyes were red, and they guarded their relatives with grief.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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