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After walking around but not finding any water source, he originally wanted to ask the wild child who was following him.

However, those children were ignorant and scared them away as soon as he came near.

As for the busy people in the tribe, all of them looked fierce. Liu Xiang did not dare to provoke them, and in the end he could only return without success.

After returning, Liu Changsheng was tinkering with the stove in the corner.

When he saw Liu Xiang coming back with an empty bucket, he said.

"Our water source is in a mountain col three miles southeast of the tribe, and there is a spring there.

Someone is guarding you, so take this thing with you. "

Having said this, Liu Yongsheng raised his hand and threw something.

Liu Xiang didn't catch it, and the thing fell directly into the bucket.

I don’t know if Liu Yongsheng threw it into the bucket on purpose. It was a coincidence.

Liu Xiang picked it up and took a look. It was a bone sign with the word "liu shui" engraved on it.

At this time, Liu Xiang seemed to feel that something was wrong. He looked at the words on the sign and thought for a moment, but he did not remember what the problem was.

He took another look at Liu Yongsheng, who was still tinkering with the stove, and left with the bucket.

According to the direction Liu Yongsheng said, Liu Xiang quickly found the place.

After arriving at the place, he wanted to show the token to the guard for inspection, but the guard just glanced at it and ignored it.

In this case, it saves trouble.

Liu Xiang entered the spring with a wooden bucket.

This so-called spring is a large open well.

The opening of the well is more than a hundred meters in diameter, and there are stone steps extending from the edge of the well to the water surface.

Liu Xiang made a visual inspection and found that it was more than ten meters deep from the wellhead to the water surface. The water was very shallow and the sand and gravel at the bottom could be clearly seen.

‘The water in this spring is not very strong. ’

I sighed in my heart, went down and filled a bucket of water, and hurried back before the sun set.

Along the way, Liu Xiang rested more than a dozen times and finally returned to his residence in the tribe.

At this time, Liu Yongsheng was already taking a nap on the table. When he heard Liu Xiang came back, he got up in a daze and scooped out a bowl of water from the bucket, and drank it all in one go.

Then he exhaled a breath.

"I'm going to bed. There's food on the table. Go to bed immediately after eating and help me blacksmith tomorrow."

After saying something vaguely, Liu Yongsheng went to lie down on the bed.

Liu Xiang came to the table and looked at the bowl of broth with white foam on the table, his scalp numb.

He used wooden chopsticks to pick up a few pieces of minced meat inside, ate them with cold water, and then poured the broth.

He really didn't want to drink the fishy broth mixed with the filthy smell.

Indeed, as Grandma Dashan said, you can still drink it when it’s hot, but if it’s cold, you’ll spit out all the overnight rice in one sip.

After making do with something to eat, Liu Xiang wanted to go to bed, but Liu Yongsheng's sleeping posture in big letters filled up the small bed.

Moreover, when he approached the bed, Liu Xiang could not open his eyes because of the poisonous smell on his feet.

‘Forget it, I’ll just lay the floor. ’

Thinking about it in his mind, he went to the yard and collected some thatch and laid it on the wall away from the bed.

Then he found a torn fur blanket in the cabinet and spread it on the thatch.

Lying on it, okay, it's quite comfortable.

After working for a long time, and the injury on his hand was still not healed, Liu Xiang fell asleep tiredly.

At night, he had a dream.

He saw a heartwarming scene.

A young and beautiful woman was fanning him, and a man beside him was using a handful of dust to drive away mosquitoes.

There are two people in the room. I can't see clearly, but I can feel the intimate atmosphere on them...

While Liu Xiang was reluctantly feeling the care of the person in her dream, a cold feeling suddenly came over her face.

He opened his eyes and saw Liu Yongsheng walking out with his hands on his buttocks.

He reached out and wiped his face, it was wet.

Liu Xiang knew that he was slapped in the face by that guy. Damn it, he didn't know if he did it on purpose.

Now that I woke up, I didn't plan to continue sleeping. I got up and washed my face. I found a soft cloth with less smell in the cabinet, washed it, and used it as a towel to dry my face.

Then, he took the soft cloth clothes and the torn fur blankets spread on the ground outside to dry, and came to the stove that Liu Yongsheng was playing with yesterday.

Liu Yongsheng is not here at this time, this guy should have gone out to find food.

Liu Xiang carefully checked the house and yard and found that there was no food at all.

There was no rice, flour, oil, or even a stove to boil water.

He had doubts. What did Liu Yongsheng eat on weekdays? Could it be that he went to other people's houses to beg for food every day?

Haha, Liu Xiang really guessed it right.

His suspicion was confirmed within a few minutes.

Neighbor Grandma Dashan came in while Liu Xiang was thinking about it.

When she saw Liu Xiang thinking about something by the stove, she spoke directly.

"Baby, come over for dinner.

As for Lao Tie, has he gone to someone else's house again to get food? This old guy knows how to annoy people all day long. "

While she was talking, Grandma Dashan had already come to the table in the room with food.

Liu Xiang followed him into the room. He first nervously looked at the food placed beside the table.

Fortunately, today is porridge.

Grandma Dashan greeted Liu Xiang when she saw him coming.

"Come on, baby, let's eat and don't worry about him."

With that said, he handed Liu Xiang a pair of bowls and chopsticks and asked him to sit down and eat.

Liu Xiang was busy for a long time yesterday, and he only had a small bite at night, so he was really hungry.

He quickly said a few polite words, sat down and started eating.

As a result, after taking a mouthful of gruel, I almost spit it out.

It's astringent and bitter, and there's sand in it.

With tears in her eyes, Liu Xiang turned her teeth into grindstones, crushed the sand into pieces, and swallowed the porridge made from unknown seeds.

While eating, he swore that he would cook for himself in the future and never eat the 'nutritional ginseng' made by Grandma Dashan again.

While Liu Xiang was savoring life, Liu Changsheng came back. He was like a hungry dog. Without saying a word, he was holding a basin of porridge and snoring.

Seeing him eating so deliciously, Grandma Dashan smiled, but Liu Xiang was stunned.

Is this guy human?

Before Liu Xiang could finish complaining, Liu Yongsheng had finished his meal, and he wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

“Boy, eat more and help me after you finish.

I'm very busy today, so I won't let you get tired for a while. "

After hearing Liu Yongsheng's words, Liu Xiang looked at the remaining half bowl of gruel and insisted on finishing it.

Grandma Dashan left happily.

Liu Xiang was dragged to the stove in the corner and began his blacksmithing journey.

Liu Yongsheng first taught Liu Xiang how to make fire.

He told Liu Xiang a lot of things, and he summed it up in two words: temperature.

Different materials and different uses require different temperatures for smelting.

It has to be said that although Liu Yongsheng lives a very unreliable life, he will talk endlessly and meticulously when it comes to matters related to blacksmithing.