I'm not a wild eater

Yan Shu put the futon on Muqing's place and told him to sit and continue weaving.

He took back a pile of wood from the hillside, lit a fire, and threw it into the pool to burn.

"You still know this?" Mu Qing said.

"I'm not stupid."

【That's right, our Master Shu is not stupid. 】

【Master Shu's face is so deceptive, it looks like a fool. 】

[It looks like they need protection very much, but they are actually a strong group. 】

【Master Mu made this futon, it really looks like the one I just bought. 】

[It looks very comfortable. 】

[These two are really in harmony. They work together when they are busy, and eat together when they are free. 】

【And Mr. Shu can find a job that suits him every time, hahaha. 】

Judging from the fallen leaves, this pool has been soaked for quite a long time.

Yan Shu added more firewood twice to dry out the walls of the pool, and then stepped on some mud to seal the side of the bucket again.

Wipe your feet clean with hay and put on shoes and socks.

Go to the other side of the tree house, rub the dirt on your hands, and go to the other side of the tree house.

Mu Qing looked up and saw it.

Yan Shu didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and continued weaving the futon in his hand.

In case it is convenient for others to go, it will become very inconvenient to be asked.

"Master Mu, I found something good, you will definitely like it!"

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Shu trotted back, looking very happy.

"What baby? It's worth your joy."

Mu Qing stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked.

"Look!" Yan Shu let go of the palms he was holding, and put the things in his heart on the table.

"Moss? Is this edible?"

"No."

"What is there to be happy about?"

"look."

Yan Shu picked up a small piece, squeezed it hard, and squeezed water out of the moss.

"There is no domestic water in the bamboo forest. We can use this to wipe our hands and faces."

"There are still a lot over there. Quickly weave a basket and I'll get them all back."

As Yan Shu said, he patted off the moss on his hands.

He stretched out his hand to show Mu Qing.

It's really clean.

"You need to wait for a while. If you just wipe your hands, you can pry a little at will. It won't take too much."

"There's a whole area over there, I'm going to get them all back and go to the camp later."

"Why? The camp has plenty of water to wash your hands."

"Oh, don't worry about it, weave a basket quickly." Yan Shu blushed slightly, and pushed Mu Qing to urge.

Mu Qing still didn't continue what he was doing, and looked at Yan Shu with an ambiguous smile.

"Why are you laughing?" Yan Shu was even more unnatural now.

Mu Qing beckoned to Yan Shu, asking her to stretch her head over.

He whispered something in her ear.

"You know all of this?" Yan Shu replied in a low voice.

[What are they talking about?It's too much to say something in a whisper. 】

【Master Mu should be guessing, what does Master Shu want so much moss for? 】

[It seems that Master Mu guessed correctly. 】

[Ahem, I seem to have guessed it. 】

【To wipe your butt?The bark collected on the road last time should be almost used up. 】

[Shu Ye said that this is similar to a wet wipe, and it should be good for wiping your butt. 】

[Wipe your ass, wipe your ass, why don't you just say it. 】

"With the basket, when we go back from the grass, the contents may be knocked out.

"You can use bamboo baskets for storage, and venison and fish can be hung under the eaves above." Mu Qing pointed to the corridor on the second floor.

When Muqing built the tree house, he reserved a place for hanging things.

"Right."

Yan Shu got up and took the whole pannier up.

Water hyacinth and cassava were returned to the house, and venison and grilled fish hung from the beams.

He walked into the woods with a basket on his back.

Mu Qing took the futon on one side and continued to weave it.

When Yan Shu came back with half a basket of moss on his back, Muqing had already drank water and collected all the dried pine branches on the hillside.

Muqing moved the pine branches upstairs and laid them on the inside of the tree house for sleeping.

Yan Shu took two large bamboo tubes and squeezed all the moisture from the moss into the bamboo tubes.