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    Wang Lu and Xie Ling couldn't carry a cart full of broken things up the mountain.

    Although Yashan is not high, the mountain road is narrow and winding.

    Wang Lu used the walkie-talkie to call down Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an.

    The four ants moved and carried things up the mountain in bits and pieces. Even Wang Bi'an also carried a gas stove.

    As the only man on the mountain, Wang Lu naturally couldn't be lazy. He had to make several trips to move two gas bottles and part of the iron bed frame up the mountain.

    The bed frame was too long and blocked the mountain path. Wang Lu had no choice but to put it up, hold it high like a flagpole, and move it up step by step.

    After all the items were moved to the mountain, Wang Lu lay down on the bluestone of the main hall, only foaming at the foam.

    Chen Wei, Wang Bi'an and Xie Ling were not much better. After resting for a while, they had the energy to move the items up the mountain.

    Chen Wei was overjoyed when she saw the gas stove: "This is great. I can't always control the heat of the earth stove. Either I put too much firewood or the fire is too big, or I accidentally pull out the still burning firewood and turn the fire off."  When I made it small, I had to look at the flames several times to stir-fry vegetables, and it was so smoky that I shed tears."

    Xie Ling nodded sympathetically. Yesterday, she helped Chen Wei cook a dinner and almost died from the smoke. She had only seen earthen stoves at scenic tourist spots since she was a child, and she was even more confused when burning firewood.  I almost burned the whole pot of rice.

    Chen Wei twisted the single-burner stove and found that it was actually an electronic ignition type. The large battery still had power. When it was ignited, the ignition head started to crackle and spark, which made her even happier. "I will use the gas stove today."  meal."

    Only Wang Bi'an didn't yell heartlessly: "I don't want the rice cooked by the gas stove. The rice cooked in the earthen stove has rice crust, which is delicious. If you use the gas stove, you won't have rice rice."

    Wang Lu raised his hand and gave this brat a slap on the butt: "You brat, you're only here to eat crispy rice. I don't think your mother is tired."

    But Chen Wei said dotingly: "Okay, okay, mommy should cook for you on the earthen stove and only use the gas stove for cooking, okay?"

    "What a loving mother but a loser."  Wang Lu groaned angrily.

    Unexpectedly, Xie Ling on the other side echoed: "The crispy rice cooked in the earthen stove is delicious. I have never tasted it before."

    Chen Wei smiled and said: "Nowadays, all the rice cookers used for cooking at home are electric rice cookers. There is no way to make crispy rice. It will be burned and burnt. This crispy rice is more fragrant when cooked with straw. Wait for Wang Lu to collect it.  He took away the rice in the fields down the mountain and asked him to carry more straw up."

    At this time, Wang Bi'an ran to a pile of iron shelves, flipping through them, and asked curiously: "Dad, is this bed for me to sleep on?"

    Wang Lu took a breath and stood up: "Let you and Sister Xie Ling sleep together (Wang Lu once asked Wang Bi'an to call Xie Ling "aunt", but they both resisted. As a result, everyone had to call her brother, sister, sister and brother) to sleep together.  .Ą±

    It was not a difficult task to put away the wire bed in the bedroom, make space, and install the parts of the high and low beds one by one. When Xie Ling was dismantling the bed at the foot of the mountain, she carefully installed all the small parts such as screws and nuts.  In a small plastic bag, it saves you the trouble of searching for screws all over the place. In a short time, the bunk bed was set up.

    Wang Bi'an rushed to say: "I want to sleep on the upper bunk."

    Chen Wei rubbed his head: "Okay, remember to sleep calmly. If you fall down in the middle of the night, it will be enough for you."

    The bed frame of the bunk bed is a steel wire lattice, with a mat spread on it and a sheet to sleep on.

    Xie Ling took out more sheets and hung them on both ends of the lower bunk, forming a small enclosed world.

    Although Chen Wei said: "It's so stuffy and airless, it won't kill you from the heat." But she didn't mean to dissuade Xie Ling.

    Wang Lu nodded secretly, thatĄŻs fine. He canĄŻt be called a gentleman. When driving on the street, he will still whistle when he sees a girl with hot pants and beautiful legs. There are also many action movies from the Nihong Kingdom saved in his computer.  This small sheet ensured Xie Ling's little privacy to the greatest extent, and also prevented her from being unintentionally exposed, causing trouble that neither party wanted to have.

    After installing the bunk bed, Wang Lu casually put the folded steel wire bed into the corner of the main hall - the space in the bedroom was too small to fit it, and he had a grand reason to squeeze into the same bed with his wife -  When will the single bed be replaced by a double bed? That would be beautiful.

    Next, itĄŻs time to fix the leaks.

    The broken tiles on the roof were easy to deal with. After cleaning the broken tiles, an extra layer of plastic sheeting was laid on the linoleum of the frame below. In fact, it was originally a curtain. Wang Lu pulled it away and folded new ones one by one.  tiles.

    ItĄŻs just that itĄŻs troublesome to repair the areas where the cement on the exterior wall has fallen off.

    ??????????????????????CanĄŻt adjust cement.

    Not only Wang Lu didnĄŻt know how to do it, but also several people present didnĄŻt know how to do it. Wang Lu and Chen Wei had seen cement workers mixing cement when they were children, and Xie Ling and Wang Bian had never seen it before.

    In Wang Lu's impression, mixing cement is a very simple matter. Mix sand and dry cement together first, then pile them into a small volcano-like shape, pour water into the "crater", and then mix the sand and cement.  Stir inside the shovel, almost like kneading noodles.

    But in practice, this is almost too different.

    At the beginning, the water was too little. Add some more water. The water washed the sand and cement all over the floor. Finally, they became a ball. I wiped it on the wall, and bang, the cement fell off again.  .

    Chen Wei looked on anxiously and muttered: "I remember when I was a child, I watched my family build a house, and they had to add lime to the cement."

    Wang Lu fainted: "Madam, lime is used to paint interior walls." - In fact, this guy also remembered it wrong. Sand and lime mixed together form a sand-gray wall. However, it is not as strong as cement. After a long time, he will use his hands to paint the walls.  It's a pit once you rub it.

    Xie Ling didnĄŻt have any good ideas, but Wang BiĄŻan, on the pretext of helping his father, had fun with cement. After a while, his trouser legs were covered with cement spots.

    Wang Lu had no other solution, so he had to try to adjust the different proportions of sand, cement and water.

    About when the cement and sand were one to three, the mixed cement could finally be "hanged" on the red bricks. Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly used a cement shovel to plaster the cement on the wall and smooth it out in a decent manner.

    Looking at the cement wall that had been plastered, Wang Lu became entangled again. He remembered reading an online novel about an engineer who traveled back to the Ming Dynasty. It said that when cement solidifies, it will release a lot of heat, and water must be poured upward to help it solidify. He also  I once saw construction workers dragging hoses to water the newly laid cement road on the street. Then - should I water the wall myself?

    Forget it, itĄŻs just a cement patch of less than one square meter. If you pour too much water, this little bit of cement can be Ą°washedĄ± off.

    ItĄŻs a little regrettable. It would be better if you have a waterproof penetrating agent on hand. Use it to make a base on the red bricks and then apply cement to ensure that no water will leak.

    Before dinner, Wang Lu was a little worried, so he quietly turned to the leaky outer wall to see if the cement had fallen off. He took one look and became furious - he saw a palm printed squarely in the center of the cement patch.  print.

    Look at the size. If itĄŻs not Wang BiĄŻanĄŻs, then which one is it?

    Wang Lu rushed to the wall and stroked it carefully. It was very good. The cement had fully set and there were no cracks or cracks. Although the surface was still a little soft, it would solidify after one night.

    When I looked up at the sky, it didnĄŻt look like it was raining, which made me feel more at ease.

    Wang Lu glanced at Wang Bi'an's palm print again, stretched out his palm and gestured - there was no place for it.

    Wang Lu turned around and shouted: "Wang Bi'an, you stinky boy, where are you hiding!" Huh, huh, he actually got ahead of me and printed his palms. This was the greatest fun of Wang Lu's childhood when he slapped his palm prints on the cement wall that was about to dry.  of two.

    One of the greatest pleasures is to tie the long hair of the girl in the front seat to the bars on the back of the chair.
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