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Chapter 73
"Shut up." Zhou Shimu's eyes flashed with embarrassment, but he didn't show it on his face. His bony hands picked up lumps of mud and threw them into the wooden mold.

After filling the mold, press it with your hands to wipe off the excess mud. The mud will be smooth, and then glance at Zhou Shitang.

It seems to be saying: Look, isn't this another intact lump of clay?Where am I violent?

Zhou Shitang looked at Zhou Shimu and gave him a thumbs up, smiling and praising him, just like a kind adult praising a child who once rebelled and then returned to normal, "Second brother is awesome, he actually made a complete clay block again, a little bit No damage at all.”

Zhou Shimu simply didn't notice and simply looked away from Zhou Shitang's smile. He lowered his head and continued making clay leisurely.

Su Huaili listened to their joking words in harmony. His hands paused for a moment, his eyes slightly lowered, he quickly calmed down and continued making molds.

Zhou Shitang didn't notice Su Huaili's depressed mood at that moment. She was making clay blocks with her hands moving quickly. After a while, there was a pile of clay blocks at her feet.

She looked left and right, and suddenly thought of a question, "There will be a lot of water droplets in the middle of the night. These prepared mud blocks cannot be placed in the open air, otherwise they will be wetted by water drops after finally drying, so we We still have to move the mud into the house before night falls."

Building two houses requires a lot of mud blocks, which need to be moved back and forth every day. The amount of work is not ordinary, and it is also a waste of time, but there is no way.

It would be nice if there was something to cover it.

But she had rummaged through the things at home and didn't see anything that could protect her from the rain.

Zhou Shimu didn't think of any good solution, so he sighed helplessly, "I can only move it back into the house, and then move it out during the day. After a few days of hard work, it's enough to dry it in the sun."

Oil paper can protect you from the rain, but where can they get such a thing now?
Su Huaili nodded, "That's really the only way. I used to move around every day."

There are a lot of water-proof materials, but they can't get them now.

Su Huaili quickly made another wooden mold. He pulled it with his hands to make sure it was very stable, and walked not far away from Zhou Shimu with satisfaction.

He put the mold on the ground, stuffed yellow mud into it, raised his hand to smooth it, then took the mold away, and got the mud.

Zhou Shimu glanced sideways at Su Huaili's freshly baked mold and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that little brother Su's hands are so dexterous."

Su Huaili just heard from Zhou Shitang's words that Zhou Shimu was a very destructive person, and smiled slightly, "Brother Zhou Zhou can reach my level if he studies hard. It's actually not difficult."

Zhou Shimu: "..."

Is this guy acting weird?
Zhou Shimu smiled slightly, "My craftsmanship is not as good as that of Su Xiaodi, so I won't learn it, so as not to make people laugh."

"I just don't know how little brother Su met my Tangtang?"

Su Huaili frowned.

Why does he feel that Brother Zhou suddenly changed his face towards him?He didn't seem to say anything, right?
He didn't believe Brother Zhou didn't know from Ah Tang how he met Ah Tang, but he still asked.

Su Huaili couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and went straight to the point, "Brother Zhou should have heard Ah Tang mention it before, so I won't repeat it. But I don't understand why Brother Zhou has to ask again?"

Zhou Shimu was surprised by Su Huaili's straight shot. The smile on his face deepened and he said bluntly, "I thought you were belittling me and exalting you by asking me to learn a craft."

It's not that he can't accept that others are more talented than him, he just can't accept that others step on him and then lift himself up.

Su Huaili suddenly realized why Zhou Shimu suddenly changed. He relaxed his frown and said in a relaxed tone, "Brother Tuesday, my words are literal."

So please don't think too much about it.

Zhou Shimu looked at Su Huaili.

Su Huaili was generous and generous, letting him look at him as he pleased.Zhou Shimu saw that Su Huaili's eyes were clear and contained no trace of impurities, and he immediately said with shame, "It was me who had a conspiracy theory, I'm sorry."

Su Huaili shook his head and said he didn't care, "It doesn't matter."

Zhou Shitang listened to their conversation and blinked, "Second brother, your brain should be used where it should be used."

Zhou Shimu glanced at her lightly.

Zhou Shitang shut up and made clay obediently.

Su Huaili helped them make the clay blocks, picked up the basket, pulled up the cart and said goodbye to them, "I'm going back and will come back tomorrow."

Zhou Shimu washed the mud off his hands, found a piece of cloth, took some fennel fruits, wrapped them in the cloth, and handed them to Su Huaili.

Su Huaili was not polite and took it with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Zhou."

These fruits are his favorite.

The sun hasn't set yet, and the hot sunshine is lazily shining down, making people feel restless.

Zhou Shitang also washed her hands. She was stirring the mud and making mud lumps. At this time, she sweated a lot. She raised her hand to wipe it with her clothes and ran to the kitchen to drink water.

After drinking a bowl of water, she felt like she was alive.

Zhou Shitang walked out of the kitchen, brought a small stool and sat down, looking at the mountains of mud over there, frowning, "Second brother, is there really no way to get some shelter from the rain?"

Zhou Shimu also drank a bowl of water, walked over to Zhou Shitang and sat down, "Oil paper can protect you from the rain, and marching and fighting tents can also protect you from the rain, but there are none here, so we can't get these things."

"Coir raincoats can also protect you from the rain, but there are none here. Even if someone knows how to make one, making such a large one to cover the mud cannot be made in one day."

Zhou Shitang sighed softly and gave up covering the mud. It was more practical to move back into the house.

……

Li returned home with a red and swollen face.

Zhou Rushan was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly ran to her, worried, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

Mrs. Li was frightened along the way. When she returned home and heard her precious daughter's concerned voice, her eyes instantly became moist, and she vented her grievances, "I met two cheap men who would kill a thousand people!"

"They robbed me of my things and beat me. They also wanted me to kneel down and humiliate me, slut, slut."

Li stomped the ground hard, really wanting to rush over with a knife and kill the two bitches.

However, she thought that with her thin arms and legs, she would definitely not be able to defeat those two men, so she had no choice but to suppress her thoughts.

"What?" Zhou Rushan was shocked, his eyes widened, and his anger suddenly emerged. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "They have gone too far!"

"How dare they do this to you! I want to argue with them!" Zhou Rushan's eyes were red, and she felt sorry for her mother. She couldn't believe that her mother had been beaten.

She clenched her fists and turned around angrily.

(End of this chapter)