Gu Chengjue, what are you looking at so seriously?
Song Tiaotiao looked at the countdown in front of her that was racing against time, and finally understood what a real instant kill meant.
Seeing that the countdown was only five minutes, Song Tiaotiao roughly scanned the sections that dominated the screen.
The flash sale section is divided into three parts according to the number of points required.
Part 1: One point to kill oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, Part 2: 520 points to kill character favorability, Part 3: 999 points to kill new skills.
The purchase rules are very simple. Each person is limited to one purchase opportunity for each part, and no one will be accepted after the deadline.
Song Tiaotiao took a quick glance at the first two areas and then focused on the skill area.
But the top twenty were all sorts of weird. Some increased the chances of catching ghosts, some increased the chances of encountering villains, and some even planted love poison to make the other person completely devoted to them...
Song Tiaotiao was amazed and finally found a skill in a small corner that was completely incompatible with the list - hiding from others.
The effect is that all purchased goods will be made in a form that suits the current era and distributed in the form of unexpected gains.
Song Tiaotiao immediately thought of the lame fat chicken that flew into the yard.
With this skill, you won't have to worry about being questioned about the origin of your goods when shopping at the mall. It also saves you money on points spent on aging and transformation products. It also truly increases the utilization rate of your points, allowing you to cash them in on more practical things.
Just as Song Tiaotiao was selecting an item, a mechanical voice came slowly: "Countdown to instant kill: fifty seconds."
Song Tiaotiao made a decisive purchase, then cast her eyes on a points area and quickly snapped up a barrel of oil. With the weather getting colder, it would be helpful to add some oil and water to survive the winter.
Then, she went to the mall and bought some construction hardware to help them repair the hut.
This time the hardware accessories did not appear out of thin air like the last time she bought farm tools.
Song Tiaotiao thought that the skill was effective, so she was not in a hurry to look for it. She just waited for the right time and it would come naturally.
After dinner, Song Tiaotiao and Gu Chengjue decided to strike while the iron was hot and make a clay stove first.
The first step is to find soft, sticky, wet soil.
They walked around the yard and finally found a slightly moist piece of land in the northwest corner.
Unexpectedly, after Gu Chengjue had shoveled three times, he poked out an old wooden box in the snow.
The two looked at each other.
Gu Chengjue cautiously led Song Tiaotiao back half a meter and tentatively knocked on the wooden box with a shovel. After a while, seeing no sound from inside, he pried open the lid with a shovel.
Hardware fittings resembling stone were scattered throughout the box.
Song Tiaotiao's eyes were wandering.
Compared to the five metal rain falling from the sky, this appearance is indeed more natural.
Gu Chengjue looked at the strange things in the box, raised his eyebrows, and asked in confusion: "Have you seen this thing before?"
Song Tiaotiao chuckled dryly, shook her head, and half-crouched beside Gu Chengjue. She pretended to think, but in reality, she was inspired. "These little things look quite ingenious. Look, this thing and this thing seem to fit together, like a mortise and tenon joint, which seems to increase stability. I think they might be used to reinforce houses."
Gu Chengjue's eyes darkened slightly as he examined the wooden box as he usually did on the battlefield. "Indeed, it's just that the box's origins are unknown. Let me take a closer look."
He covered his mouth and nose, and saw that its appearance was consistent with the style of the Southern Dynasty, and there were live insects crawling around it. Apart from a slight earthy smell, there was no other strange smell, so he let down his guard.
Gu Chengjue nodded: "It should be nothing."
Song Tiaotiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."
She thought to herself that Gu Chengjue was so meticulous, but it wasn't for a good thing.
After this episode, Gu Chengjue continued to pick up the shovel and turn over the wet soil, while Song Tiaotiao went to look for stones of appropriate size.
Zhao put away the dishes, put on her coat and started collecting wood in the yard.
The three of them chatted while doing it, and the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.
As the sun sets in the west, Song Tiaotiao holds the stone she found and looks back at Gu Chengjue who is carrying wet soil behind her.
Song Tiaotiao vaguely saw the sweat on Gu Chengjue's forehead and said, "Gu Chengjue, do you want to rest for a while?"
Gu Chengjue shook his head and looked at Song Tiaotiao: "You said that when two people work together, the work is not tiring."
Song Tiaotiao was amused by his serious look: "Okay, now you can tease me. But I really like your lively side. Of course, I also like your responsible side."
Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered: "Really?"
Song Tiaotiao nodded seriously: "How could it be false? If a man like you were known for your kindness, all the villagers in the surrounding area would praise you from beginning to end."
Before he knew it, Gu Chengjue had already walked side by side with Song Tiaotiao. Therefore, his deep voice sounded particularly pleasing to Song Tiaotiao's ears: "Actually, I get tired sometimes, but I can't stop."
Song Tiaotiao thought of Gu Chengjue's book, where he went through untold hardships but finally escaped from the loneliness of the northern border alone.
Song Tiaotiao glanced sideways at the person next to her, her almond-shaped eyes as clear as water, melting with the warm glow of the sky.
She comforted him, "Everyone is still by your side now, and they will always be with you. So, you don't have to work too hard sometimes. Some people will feel bad for you, okay? You have to learn to care about yourself. If you encounter problems that you can't solve, we can solve them together."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's eyelashes trembled. He lowered his eyes to look at the serious Song Tiaotiao, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I know, little Bodhisattva."
After going back and forth several times, when Song Tiaotiao returned home again, Bo Shuang called her to see the new embroidery patterns she had made.
The butterfly on the base fabric is made of indigo feather thread and edged with silver-white silk. The lines are smooth and the stitches are neat.
Under the candlelight, the whole butterfly glows with soft and radiant light, like the scales of a butterfly, lifelike and very beautiful.
At just one glance, even someone like Song Tiaotiao who doesn't often come into contact with embroidery can see the embroiderer's accumulated experience and the painstaking ingenuity involved.
Song Tiaotiao praised: "You are worthy of being my sister-in-law. Once such embroidery is unveiled, it will surely astonish everyone."
Upon hearing this, Bo Shuang's worried brows gradually relaxed. "Madam Song's words are truly sweeter than honey. However, I used to live a secluded life and rarely came into contact with many exotic butterflies. I'm afraid that pursuing only the truth will be too rigid and clichéd."
Song Tiao Tiao held the embroidery in her hands and said: "If a remarkable person like my sister-in-law has to fall into the same old ways, where will others find their livelihood? Zhao'er, look, the butterfly is about to fly away in my aunt's hands."
Bo Shuang and Gu Zhao were both amused by her. Bo Shuang smiled softly and continued to embroider. Song Tiao Tiao did not disturb her, but only reminded her not to damage her eyes, and then walked towards the yard with a smile.
Gu Chengjue was in the yard, mixing wet mud with a shovel. Seeing Song Tiaotiao leave, he asked softly, "What happened in the house? You all looked so happy."
Song Tiaotiao had not originally planned to explain in detail, but when she saw Gu Chengjue showing curiosity for the first time, she couldn't help but start from the beginning and share her joy.
Gu Chengjue listened attentively while turning the shovel. Finally, he chuckled, "So there is such a magical skill."
Seeing him smile, Song Tiaotiao also smiled. Soon, the mud that Gu Chengjue had shoveled had become the consistency needed for the mud furnace.
After discussing it, the family decided to place the clay stove in the kitchen slightly closer to the door.
The kitchen is about six square meters, and they plan to expand it in the future. Now it can be used to warm up the room and also serve as a half-earth stove.
Now that they had made up their minds, Song Tiaotiao and Gu Chengjue squatted down and began to put it into practice.
They used round stones as the base, then poured wet mud on it to set the shape, and then stacked flat stones on each side of the base. Whenever they stacked more than three stones, they would cover it with a layer of wet mud, wait for it to dry slightly and set the shape, and then add another layer, repeating this process until the clay oven was shaped like a concave character.
However, the roof was a bit of a challenge, considering both the viscosity of the soil and the stability of the clay oven. To ensure the shape was fixed, Song Tiaotiao proposed using flexible wooden strips as support and straw as auxiliary to create the roof frame. When Zhao heard Song Tiaotiao's request, she went out to look for it.
Now, just as the roof was being completed, the nimble Zhao arrived from outside the courtyard, promptly handing Song Tiaotiao what she needed. She gazed at the half-finished clay stove, her eyes sparkling as she sighed, "This house is truly becoming more and more presentable."
The whole family was filled with emotion when they heard this.
Gradually, this place is no longer the desolate place where they feel hopeless, but the starting point where it gradually becomes lively and warm, allowing them to survive from the brink of death.
After Song Tiaotiao had placed the last flat stone firmly on the clay stove, she chuckled, "Another wish has been fulfilled. Now it's done, and all we have to do is finalize it the next day."
After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Gu Chengjue, the only person present.
She thought Gu Chengjue would look at the clay stove, but she never expected that Gu Chengjue was staring at her quietly, and he didn't even notice the mud stains on his face.
Song Tiaotiao was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Gu Chengjue, what are you looking at so seriously?"
Gu Chengjue raised his muddy hand slightly, then dropped it. His eyes flickered, "Song Tiaotiao, your face..."
Song Tiaotiao's eyes curved, and her voice rose slightly: "Is it stained with mud?"
Gu Chengjue was stunned and nodded.
Song Tiaotiao stood up and waved to Gu Chengjue, saying, "Let's go, let's go wash the two cats together."
Gu Chengjue raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Two?"
Seeing him like this, Song Tiaotiao couldn't help laughing and nodded at Gu Chengjue's face from a distance: "Of course, there is another Gu Chengjue."
Gu Chengjue frowned slightly, and his ears turned slightly red.
Song Tiaotiao knew that he was too shy to be teased, so she walked over to the basin of water that Zhao had prepared in advance, stood beside him, and called out with a smile, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Come and wash yourself clean, so as not to damage your dignity."
Gu Chengjue's eyes dodged, and he followed Song Tiaotiao in from behind, insisting, "Song Tiaotiao, you go first."
Knowing that she couldn't win against him, Song Tiaotiao no longer gave in to him.
After washing his hands and drying his face, Song Tiaotiao did not tell the three generations of his family who were already resting in the main room that the clay stove was ready. Instead, he turned around, placed his hand on the wooden door, and walked towards the kang: "Gu Chengjue, I should have slept quite peacefully last night. I hope I didn't disturb you?"
Gu Chengjue wiped his hands dry, and recalled the hand that suddenly stretched out to his chest in the middle of the night last night. He lowered his eyes and smiled, "I didn't disturb you."
After he finished speaking, Gu Chengjue's tall figure, cast by the candlelight from the kitchen, fell on Song Tiaotiao. He gestured to Song Tiaotiao and blew out the candle.
They both fell asleep peacefully.
Song Tiaotiao woke up and just got off the earthen kang when she heard Zhao in the yard exclaiming, "Chengjue, look over there! Oh my god, it's running towards us! Where did this wild creature come from?"
Song Tiaotiao put on her small jacket and ran out of the door quickly. When she looked closely, she was shocked to see that it was a small spotted pig that had returned to its original form.
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