"I know where those planks are. I'll go get them. There are wolves at the foot of the mountain, so I won't take you with me. You just wait for me here," I said.

"Let's go together. My sister said that if you think I'm useless, you will throw me away. I don't want to die, so I'll go with you so that you don't think so." Song Yingchun said.

I knew I had been a little harsh on her these past two days. Thinking of this, I walked up to her. She turned her face away, pouted, and had no intention of reconciling with me. I said, "I'm sorry about your sister's death, but we are not a place that allows you to have such a bad temper. I hope you can understand my difficulties, okay?"

"I don't want to understand unless you apologize to me." Yingchun said.

"Okay, I apologize, okay?" I said.

She looked through her big eyes and said stubbornly, "It's not sincere enough. Kiss me once and I'll let you go."

puff!

Once again, I was shocked by her and almost vomited. She was still thinking about this?

"Why...why?" I was stunned by her and was at a loss as to what to do.

"No reason. This is my condition. Otherwise, don't expect me to forgive you and pardon the harm you have caused me." Little Yingchun said stubbornly.

I know that she urgently needs to prove that someone still cares about her, and her way is so simple and clear. I also know that if I refuse now, she will be even more uneasy, and I am afraid that she will not be able to get out of it after a long time, so I am a little soft-hearted about this.

Yingchun saw me hesitating and said, "Forget it, let's go. You only have Zhang Yunwen in your heart, and I have nothing now. I only have this life that no one pities and no one loves. Sooner or later, I will go to accompany my sister. It doesn't matter."

When I heard her say that, I knew that if I ignored this matter, it would hurt her a lot. I thought that since we had already kissed each other once, I would not be afraid of the second time. Besides, it would also be an advantage for me, so it would not be a difficult thing.

I pulled her over, bent down, and kissed her lips. She opened her eyes wide, shuddered all over, then closed her eyes, enjoying it. I could feel her trembling all over and her heart beating wildly. She put her arms around my neck, afraid that I would just take my hands back after a brief kiss, so she held me and let me hug and kiss her.

Perhaps this was some kind of comfort to her soul. After she kissed me passionately, she also let go of me with a red face and panting. I said unnaturally: "Are you satisfied?"

She coughed and nodded shyly.

"In fact, your sister's body and trace haven't been found yet. You might as well just pretend that she is still alive. Don't be so desperate, and don't add burden to everyone. Even if she really died, you should listen to your sister and live well. Just treat it as her last wish. Do you understand?" I said.

She sniffed and seemed like she wanted to cry again, so I stroked her head to calm her down.

Then I asked her to wait for me here, and I planned to go down from the second level of stone steps and go to the foot of the mountain. There are two places at the foot of the mountain. One direction leads to the dangerous area, and the other corner leads to the abandoned house area.

I went back to get my gun and went down the mountain, thinking that if there were too many wild wolves, I would just give up. If the wolves went to other hunting areas, I would see if I could use the unused wooden boards from the abandoned houses.

The second layer of stone steps spiraled downwards, passing the steps with stone sculptures of people with double buns on both sides, and soon reached the bottom of the mountain. I looked around carefully and saw no wild wolves nearby. Judging from the footprints, there should have been no new footprints for two or three days, which made me bolder.

I put my ear against the wall and listened for a long time. If there was any movement of wild animals hiding behind the wall at the corner, I thought it would make some noise and it would be impossible for it to remain silent for a long time. Fortunately, there was no sound. It seemed that my luck was pretty good today.

However, I didn't hear any movement of the wild wolves, but the movement inside the corner of the mountain wall surprised me. I had never lay down here to listen before, so I didn't pay attention to it. But today I listened specially, and I found that it seemed to be somewhat similar to the stone cave entrance behind the stone statues on the second level of the mountain road. There was the sound of wind blowing inside.

Did I hear it wrong?

To be sure, I listened again from above, and sure enough I heard the sound of wind, which surprised me deeply. Could it be that there is also a cave below, and is it connected to the one above?

It's a pity that I can't chisel open the mountain wall to see what's inside. Besides, I have other important things to do, so I don't have time to think about these things.

I walked hurriedly and looked around, but found nothing was happening, so I hurried to the abandoned house. The broken wooden house had collapsed a long time ago and almost crushed Bai Lu. Now I moved all the broken wooden boards away.

Each wooden board is about two meters high and fifty centimeters wide. I can only carry about two at a time. There are more than thirty of them in total. I moved them all to the side of the twenty-step stone steps, where the stone sculptures are placed. Now they are stored here. Take as many as you need, so that I don't have to walk up and down the stone steps to carry them all. I would be exhausted.

I carried them up two by two, and Yingchun took them, preparing to make a big granary.

The two-meter-long wooden board was not very practical, so it was sawed in half and used as a one-meter-long and fifty-centimeter-wide board, making about twenty-four pieces. Yingchun used the principle that wood would bend when heated by fire, and also made the mortise and tenon joints in advance, and quickly started to make the wooden barrel for storing grain to serve as a granary.

I used the flail to beat the dried wheat, one hit after another, and all the wheat was knocked down. I did this for a few incense sticks of time. Then I borrowed the halberd in the stone statue's hand, sorted out all the wheat stalks, and began to pick up all the wheat. The bran was lighter and the wheat grains were heavier, so I sifted out the bran. This is called washing the wheat.

But I don't know what the stone statue would think of me doing this. It was used as a weapon to ward off evil, but I used it as a rake to wash wheat. I guess if it knew about this, it would want to beat me up.

After finishing all this, I swept the wheat grains on the ground and piled them together. Not long after, Song Yingchun made the wooden barrel, and we piled all the wheat grains into it. I saw that she had specially made a lid that fit perfectly, so we threw some star anise, wild pepper and the like into the pile of wheat grains to prevent insects, and then covered it with the lid.

At this point, the grains have been stored in the warehouse, and the food for the second half of the year has been prepared. Even if we are stuck here, we can still have some grains to eat, so we don't have to be too urgent about food.

"Okay, in this way, there will be basically no problem. We can build a shelter here to protect from the rain and keep it dry. Then we can eat wheat and alleviate the famine in the second half of the year." I said.

"Is it still necessary? There is a free cave over there that we can use? We just need to dig it up, right?" Song Yingchun said.

"You saw it too?" I was a little surprised.

"I'm not blind. I just saw it when I was strolling just now. Why are you being so mysterious?" Yingchun said.

"It's nothing. That place is a bit weird. There may be some dirty things in it, so I haven't dared to tell you. As for the storage issue, I think we should make other plans." I said.

"Puchi! Hahaha... Brother Zhou Bo, you are also a special forces soldier, why do you still believe in this kind of feudal superstition? It's dirty stuff! You are scaring yourself, right? Didn't your instructor teach you what science is and what materialism is?" Song Yingchun laughed.

I felt humiliated and was not happy being laughed at, so I said, "Okay, you are a materialist, right? Come, come and listen, and you will know what I am talking about. But I promise you not to tell Yunwen, lest she get scared."