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Chapter 67 Building a Wooden House

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    Li Yanling knew about Old Uncle Han's temper, and after saying hello with a smile, she went to the kitchen to cook for Uncle Han.

    She knew that Uncle Han liked to eat sashimi, so she made sashimi. Anyway, the fish in the space were very clean, so there was no problem.  Moreover, she also bought sorghum wine this time.

    All stored in the corner of the space.

    She had never killed a rabbit, so she let Old Uncle Han handle it.

    When it came to food, Old Uncle Han didn't say anything, and slaughtered the rabbit very neatly.  After processing it, Li Yanling fried the rabbit meat with peppers grown in the space, green onions and ginger.  This time there is wine and soy sauce, and the fried rabbit meat is delicious.

    In the end, she fried another plate of shiny green vegetables with the leftover oil from frying the rabbit meat!

    When she was done, she put everything on the table.  This time, there is also a pot of rice.

    Old Uncle Han was stunned when he saw a table of dishes.

    He can't remember how many years he hasn't eaten like this, it has been many years.  Back then, he also had a wife and children, but his life was miserable. His wife and children died of illness, starved to death, and finally he was left alone.

    It is precisely because of this that no one gets close to him, saying that he is the lone star of the gods, who can restrain his wife and children.

    This time, Li Yanling came to cook, which reminded him inexplicably of the time when he had a wife and children many years ago.  The cloudy old eyes suddenly became sore and swollen.

    "Old Uncle Han, what are you looking at? It's time to eat!" Li Yanling was very happy, "Look what I brought you?"

    As she spoke, she took out a bottle of sorghum wine.

    Only then did Old Han slowly come back to his senses. His eyes felt itchy, and he quickly took the wine bottle, humming twice, "You girl has a conscience."

    Li Yanling smiled: "Old Uncle Han, I will borrow your ax."

    She found that Uncle Han should have hit the ax himself, and it was very easy to use.

    Old Uncle Han adjusted his mood, and then asked: "What do you want an ax for?"

    "Go to the mountains and chop some wood for use!" Although the space is under her control, she always feels uneasy without a house.

    Old Uncle Han raised his head: "Do you want wood? I have a lot in my backyard. You have to get it yourself."

    Li Yanling was shocked, this old uncle Han is a treasure house!

    She thanked her twice, and walked to the backyard of Old Uncle Han, and she saw a pile of wood inside, which was not a small amount!  And these are good woods in the mountains.

    Without saying a word, she moved the wood into the space, and immediately built a wooden house in the space.

    With tools, it is very convenient to build a wooden house, and the wooden house is formed in a few strokes.  She spread the roof planks with straw and wheat stalks left before.  It finally became a wooden house.

    After getting it done, move the bags of grain in.

    After tidying up, she felt very tired. Doing this kind of thing consumes too much mental energy, which is more tiring than doing farm work. Even drinking spring water will not help much, and she still needs to sleep well.

    It's getting dark anyway, she has to go back.

    So she went to bid farewell to Old Uncle Han, but with so many logs moving away without a sound, she had to find a reason: "Old Uncle Han, I"

    Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the old uncle Han who raised his hand: "What do you want to do, what do you want to do, don't tell me, I don't want to know, I just want to eat."

    Li Yanling couldn't help laughing, Old Uncle Han understood what she meant.

    Now that she understood, she didn't say much, and dragged her tired body back home.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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