After Hua Qinglu took the things, he turned and walked towards the cave.

Then he carefully placed the things in the cave and took them out after they built the stove.

Yu Qingqing held a slightly larger stone in one hand and a handful of hay in the other.

Then, in the open space next to them, they set up a stove together with Hua Yuanyuan and the others.

Then Yu Qingqing sent Hua Qinglu and the others away and asked them to go get some more hay while they were not paying attention.

Yu Qingqing filled a bucket with water from the space. She also filled another bucket, leaving a third of the water aside for later use.

She cleaned the clay pot briefly, then lit the fire with a lighter.

Yu Qingqing and her friends set up two small stoves this time, one for each clay pot. However, she wanted to boil hot water in one clay pot first, so that they could add cold water and wash up simply.

Use another clay pot to cook porridge, and the chayote can be added later.

"Qing'er, go and have a rest. I'll cook it. I'll call you when it's ready. Do you want to finish cooking all the porridge?"

Hua Qinglu held a bundle of licorice and a bag of brown rice in her arms, then came to Yu Qingqing and asked Yu Qingqing to rest while she cooked porridge.

"Mom, you should take a rest. I'll cook some porridge today, and then I'll get some hot water. You and your sisters can go wash up and wipe your faces.

I'll call you when I'm done. As for the porridge, I'll make it thicker tonight.

Let's eat a full meal tonight so we can travel easier tomorrow. And then, we can leave a little porridge for later, so we can heat it up and eat it tomorrow morning."

Yu Qingqing didn't get up. She quickly filled both pots with water. Then she grabbed a few handfuls of brown rice and threw it directly into the other pot.

She planned to cook the porridge, and when it was almost done, she would add the chayote, and then she took out the dagger.

I simply washed the Buddha's hand melon, cut it into slices and put it directly into their bowls. The green Buddha's hand melon looked particularly beautiful.

"Okay then, Qing'er, thank you for your hard work. Call me if you need anything.

"Mom, go get some hay and pad the cave. We'll rest in the cave at night."

Hua Qinglu did not insist, and turned around to follow Hua Yuanyuan to continue carrying hay into the cave.

Not far away, Yu Qingshu and Yu Qinghai were each carrying two large bundles of firewood. They had found a lot of dead wood in a small forest ahead.

Then they found some hay, bundled it up, and brought it back. These two bundles were basically enough for them tonight.

"Qing'er, this firewood should be enough to keep the fire burning tonight.

Your elder brother and I are over there and we saw quite a few dead trees. If that's not enough, we can go pick up some more.

And I just looked around, there are no people around here. There are no particularly dense trees or grass.

It's relatively safe at night, and we don't have to worry about wild animals. We should be able to sleep well tonight."

Yu Qingshu threw a large bundle of firewood to the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowly walked to Yu Qingqing, asking her if she had enough firewood.

After hearing what Yu Qingshu said, Yu Qingqing looked up and saw that her elder brother and father each had tied a large bundle of firewood.

And those materials are basically some wood as thick as calves. This much is almost enough. If it doesn't work, there are still some small branches nearby that can be used.

Besides, it was getting dark now. Even if it wasn't enough, she wouldn't let them continue. She wiped the sweat from her nose.

The firelight reflected on her cheeks. She squinted her eyes and said to Yu Qingshu:

Dad, big brother, this firewood is enough. You don't need to get any more. I think it's getting dark.

We should hurry up and get some food. We have things to do later in the evening, so if we don't have enough food now, we can do it later.

I think the area around here is really nice, there are not many people around, and it is relatively safe.

By then we can make the fire smaller, and that should be enough.

There is warm water in this bucket. You and your brother can wash up quickly first.

While they were not paying attention, Yu Qingqing took several pieces of cotton cloth that they had used before and placed them directly on the handle of the wooden barrel.

Half of the water in the wooden barrel had been diluted by her into warm water, which was just right for use.

She planned to cook the porridge while boiling water, which would be faster. When the water was almost boiled, she would use it to cook the porridge, so that they could eat while waiting.

Yu Qingshu rolled up his sleeves and took two larger pieces of wood.

He put it directly into the fire, took a breath and said:

"Okay then, Qing'er, your brother and I will just wash up first. Thank you for your hard work.

We'll come back later, and after we finish eating, we can do other things."

As Yu Qingshu spoke, he lifted the bucket to the side and pulled Yu Qinghai behind a tree.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, he began to simply wipe the sweat off his body.

It's been really hot these days, and basically they smell of sweat all day long.

Fortunately, Yu Qingqing was there, so they could simply wash up and not feel too uncomfortable.

Yu Qingshu was also particularly grateful to his daughter. Thanks to her, the family wouldn't be in such a bad state.

Hua Qinglu and the others had already laid out the hay in the cave. Then, they walked towards Yu Qingqing with heavy steps.

When Hua Qinglu saw the porridge and chayote in the pottery jar, his eyes sparkled, and he felt that seeing this touch of green made him feel much more relaxed.

"Qing'er, let me cook the porridge. You take a rest first.

Or you can concentrate on heating the water, and I will watch the clay pot cooking porridge.

If we do this, we can go faster and rest earlier at night."

Hua Qinglu stepped forward and took the wooden spoon from Yu Qingqing's hand. Then, following Yu Qingqing's method, he continued to stir the porridge in the pottery pot.

The water in the pottery pot continues to boil, and the chayote is cooked.

A delicate fragrance wafts out from the pottery jar, making people feel refreshed.

"Okay, Mom, I understand. When the water is heated up, you and your second sister should go and wash up first.

I'll go later. We'll have other things to do after dinner. Just wash up now, and then we can go to bed."

Yu Qingqing didn't refuse any more and concentrated on boiling water.

When the hot water is hot, use a wooden spoon to scoop the hot water into the bucket.

Then pour the water in the bucket into the clay pot, and repeat the same action.