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The Song family built a stove, but they still didn't have an iron pot. It was much more convenient to bake clams and oysters on stone slabs than before.

The fishermen gave them a small pot, and Song Chengliang grabbed a few handfuls of rice and cooked the purest rice porridge since coming to the island.

The rice porridge went into the throat, and the brothers were silent, remembering the time when they were at home.

Song Chengliang specially learned this method of cooking porridge from the old cook. Later, the house was raided and the Song family dismissed the servants in advance, and they never had rice porridge again.

Wen Shishi held a small bowl by herself, her round eyes wandering around, sensing something was wrong with her brothers...

But she never felt inward and asked her brothers directly, "What's wrong with you?"

The brothers looked at each other and smiled. The seventh child sat next to Wen Shishi, and the eldest brother sat on the other side.

Lao Qi smiled and explained, "Brothers from the past! When we lived in our old home, we often drank this kind of porridge...

So brothers, when you eat porridge, you think of your old family..."

Wen Shishi nodded, "Then where are your former family members?"

Lao Qi showed a troubled expression and didn't know how to explain it.

The eldest brother looked at Wen Shishi and took over the conversation, "Some have passed away, some...

left. "

Wen Shishi raised her little head, "Will you still see them in the future?"

Song Chenghou showed a thoughtful expression.

If he is still alive, maybe he can be found by someone, after all their efforts, after they change the status quo and gain a certain ability.

But maybe, they won’t be able to go out to Hainan Island in their lifetime, and if they find it, they may not be able to see it...

At this moment, Wen Shishi thought of her closest grandfather, "I miss my grandpa too..."

He sighed deeply, revealing his rare thoughts.

Lao Shi looked at the other brothers and asked tentatively:

"Shishi, do you remember your parents?"

Wen Shishi knew that father and mother here meant mom and dad.

"My parents? They are very busy and can't remember...

Grandpa is always with me..."

Song Chengxin felt a little distressed after hearing this, and comforted him:

"It doesn't matter, brothers will stay with you from now on!

There are ten brothers! "

Wen Shishi stretched out her palm and showed her little finger, as if she felt that ten to one was indeed a good deal...

A smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were still dim, "But I still miss my grandpa..."

The Song brothers imagined how kind Wen Shishi's grandfather was to her, so that his children could remember it so deeply...

I secretly made up my mind to treat Wen Shishi better in the future...

Thinking like this, the original sadness was diluted unconsciously.

After lunch, the brothers talked with each other.

Song Chengjian said, "I just went to Uncle Chen Hai and notified each household. It was so slow..."

I said it this time, will you encounter other poisonous fish next time?

Or do adults know, but when children grow up, they still don’t know? "

Song Chengjian feels that it is urgent to popularize knowledge about risk avoidance and survival.

Not to mention literacy, fishermen rely on the sea for a living. If they cannot understand the risks of the sea, they will only suffer a lot of innocent losses.

The brothers nodded one after another, and Lao Liu felt deeply.

If he is poisoned by this kind of fish today and poisoned by that kind of fish tomorrow, will he survive?

I am busy saving people every day!

It is not only necessary to teach people to identify poisonous fish, but also to teach them simple emergency knowledge...

When he was poisoned or not seriously injured, he knew how to deal with it. Even if he was sent to Song Chengfeng for rescue in the end, at least his condition was under control and the situation did not worsen...

Song Chengfeng also saved some energy.

"Then we need paper, and we also need someone to teach."

Song Chengliang reminded.

"Paper is a problem. If we draw on clothes, firstly, we don't have much clothes, and secondly, the simple brush left by Master Jiang last time doesn't have much ink...

If you paint on the ground, if someone steps on it, or if the sea water washes it away, it will be gone soon.

Redrawing is time-consuming and laborious. "

Old Eighth Son Song Chengxi reminded.

"Before teaching, we must learn it ourselves, otherwise we won't be able to answer other people's questions..."

Lao Qi reminded.

“It’s best to talk about some common types of food, and then gradually add new types on this basis.

Otherwise, a lot of effort has been put into popularizing it, and no one will be able to use it, which will affect everyone's enthusiasm for learning. "

Song Chengliang added.

"The key! For these dangerous seafood, we need to compile teaching materials and write out all the dangers.

It is not poisonous. What are its functions and how to eat it can be sorted out. "

As soon as Song Chengxin finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Wen Shishi.