Seven Hundred and Thirty-Six Water Veins Will Not Run Out by Themselves

The sky soon darkened. Shen Han and Han Qiwei went up the mountain to pick up a lot of firewood, and they also shot two hares. After training in the military camp, the two of them were very strong in the field, and they dug a simple stove in a short time. And deal with all the wild things.

There is a small pool in front of the wooden house. The water is mountain spring water drawn from the mountain by a bamboo tube.

Shen Han cleaned up the dead snake in the back basket, cut it into pieces, and threw them into the steel pot, and then took out the salt and pepper and other seasonings from the basket, which made Su Weimin praised again and again.

Han Qixiu took out a small teapot, made a pot of water and boiled it to make milk powder for Yuanyuanzhuangzhuang, and by the way, he also made a cup of clear tea for the big guy, which was naturally the wild tea from Miao Shuifeng's family. .

The mountain wind is slow, the tea is fragrant, the bonfire is crackling, and everyone who climbs the mountain to the exhaustion, blowing the mountain wind, drinking tea, and smelling the strange fragrance of the snake soup in the pot, is really a good thing in body and mind, and a joy in life!

I'm afraid that even sitting in a resplendent palace, eating a full-fledged Manchurian banquet will not feel like this!

Lu Zijian took a sip of tea and said with emotion: "I will retire later, and I will go with Xiaoling to build a wooden house like this in the mountains, learn from Mr. Wuliu, pick chrysanthemums and see Nanshan leisurely."

Su Ling said happily: "When the time comes, let's grow some small vegetables, raise a group of chickens and ducks, and raise a puppy and kitten. It's like a paradise!"

Su Weimin also joined in the fun: "Then I can come to disturb from time to time and eat the white-cut chicken made by my sister-in-law."

"Okay!" Su Ling agreed.

Miao Shuifeng coolly interjected: "Senior Brother Su, you should train your body first, otherwise the daylily will be cold when you climb up the mountain."

Su Weimin's old blood blocked again, and stared at Miao Shuifeng angrily.

However, Miao Shuifeng directly gave him the back of his head, staring blankly at the rattling pot, salivating.

Shen Jiao sympathetically glanced at Su Weimin, who was pale and pale, and when she met a girl like Miao Shuifeng who didn't understand her style, Senior Brother Su was really pitiful!

Han Qiwei also cleaned the pheasants and hares, put the seasonings, wrapped them in banana leaves, mixed with some mud, and put them into the fire to simmer.

Miao Shuifeng couldn't sit still, and ran to the mountain to dig a lot of wild potatoes, which were also smeared with mud, and threw them directly into the fire, laughing: "This kind of potato is very delicious when roasted, I used to dig and eat it when I was young. At that time, all the potatoes on the mountain were dug up by the villagers, and it took only two years for them to grow again."

Everyone sat by the bonfire, quietly waiting for the meat soup, Yuan Yuan Zhuang Zhuang had already drank a full bottle of milk, they were in good spirits, and they looked at the surrounding environment with big eyes.

Lu Zijian suddenly said, "Miao girl, is your stockade producing high grain?"

Miao Shuifeng shook his head and said, "It's not high, it's good to have a lot of rain. If you don't even have enough rations in the dry season, you have to go up the mountain to dig potatoes to eat."

"Are you short of water here?" Su Weimin asked.

"Well, there is only one water pool in the whole village, and it is all used for drinking. Moreover, the distribution of the land in our village is very scattered. The foot of the mountain is fine. The ground on the mountainside is too laborious to carry water for irrigation. It all depends on God's reward." Shuifeng said.

"Why don't you dig a well? Dig a few more wells on the top of the mountain, and you can water it!" Su Weimin was puzzled.

Miao Shuifeng rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "How can digging a well be so simple? It's not like we haven't dug a well before, but we have dug very deep, but there is no water, and it collapsed once, and was buried alive several times. Personally, since then, no wells have been dug in the stockade."

Su Weimin smiled and said, "Of course, you can't just dig a well. You have to find the direction and look at the terrain. These are all important. If you dig indiscriminately, accidents will naturally occur."

"Do you want to tell me? Every time we dig a well, we ask the master to come and see it. Good wine and good food are served, but it is useless for the master to look at it, and still can't dig water.

After the last collapse, no master was willing to come to the stockade again, saying that there is no water here at all. "Miao Shuifeng frowned.

Shen Jiao disagreed and said, "How could there be no water? How did these mountain springs come from without water? And the pool in your stockade, where did the water come from? Those masters are not capable enough to find it."

Su Weimin nodded and said, "Yes, you must have extremely rich groundwater here. As long as you find the water veins, let alone one well, ten wells will be fine."

"Really? But where is the water vein? This thing won't run out by itself."

Miao Shuifeng grabbed Su Weimin's arm in surprise, and soon her expression became gloomy and discouraged.

Su Weimin looked down at the tender white paws on his arms, his fair face was reddish, not ashamed, but painful——

"Miao classmate, can you take your hand back first?"

Su Weimin reminded in a low voice, God, what did this girl eat to grow up, her claws were like iron hooks, and her hands were about to be snapped off.

Miao Shuifeng hurriedly withdrew her hand, her face turned red, she bowed her head in embarrassment, and plucked the potato in the fire repeatedly.

Su Weimin bared his teeth and rubbed his aching arm several times, then glanced at his uncle, Lu Zijian shook his head slightly at him, and Su Weimin had to swallow what he was about to say.

However, he still couldn't bear the beauty of the girl's discomfort, so he said implicitly: "Miao, don't worry, I think the water veins might run out on their own!"

"Do you think it's a rabbit and run out by yourself?"

Miao Shuifeng choked, Su Weimin choked up again, his teeth itch with hatred, he was just obsessed with ghosts, an iron girl like Miao Shuifeng, whose heart is iron, where does he need comfort?

It's not his sister-in-law who is sad in spring and autumn!

Miao Shuifeng took out the dark potato, patted off the mud shell outside, and when the stall cooled down a bit, she greeted the big guy to eat: "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, it's delicious."

"The snake soup is fine, I'll go pick some banana leaf folding bowls."

Shen Han ran to pick a few banana leaves, washed them and folded them into a nest shape, filled with milky white snake soup and placed it on the leaves, and in the green bowl lay the milky white soup, not to mention the taste, just the color attractive enough.

Shen Jiao took out two small bowls and filled them with snake soup, while Han Qixiu peeled off a potato. He got up and stared at the food in the hands of his parents.

One mouthful of potato, one mouthful of snake soup, Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang kept smashing his mouth when he ate it. Master Yuanyuan was in a very good mood, and even opened his mouth and called 'Mama' twice.

Everyone was infected by the good appetite of the two little guys, and they all ate it in big mouthfuls. The snake soup is a potato, and it has a unique flavor!

Zhuangzhuang, who was happy to eat, suddenly stopped, his head was tilted, a suspicious look appeared on his little face, Yuanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and patted Dabao, Dabao bowed his body, and then flashed with Xiaojiao.