Passing through the sparse, towering grove of trees, several dark shadows, one in front and one behind, moved slowly and orderly towards an abandoned temple.
Walking up the stone steps one by one, in the dim light, the dilapidated low wall and the messy wooden boards inside came into view.
Hua Yu took Hua Ying's hand and walked straight in. They were familiar with the place and it didn't seem like it was their first time there.
Hua Xiao and Hua Li followed in, and Hua Shi looked around.
This was clearly an abandoned temple, long in disrepair, with dilapidated walls and crumbling wooden door panels lying on the ground, creating a desolate scene...
Hua Yu brought a few people through the front yard of the dilapidated temple and went straight to the backyard.
Hua Shi's eyes flashed slightly, and she was startled for a moment by the scene before her.
This shabby little backyard had clearly been tidied up. There was a burnt-out fire pit on the ground, with dry firewood neatly stacked on either side. In the corner was a tattered bamboo mat, and on top of it lay a half-covered, damp, and yellowed quilt, neatly folded and placed...
It's like someone lived here for a short period of time, leaving traces of life everywhere.
Hua Yu let go of Hua Ying's little hand, walked to a wooden board that was half as high as his calf, lifted the upper board, revealing a well mouth underneath.
"And a well?"
Hua Shi had been paying attention to Hua Yu's actions. When he saw him walk over and lift the wooden board, revealing the well underneath, an expression of surprise flashed across his face.
Hua Yu skillfully lowered the rope wrapped around the edge of the well and threw the wooden barrel hanging in the well to the bottom of the well. After a while, he easily drew up a bucket of water.
"What are you still standing there for? Bring the pheasant over here."
Hua Yu fetched a bucket of water and came up. He turned around and saw Hua Shi standing there in a daze. He frowned subconsciously and reminded him.
Hua Shi hurriedly carried the pheasant over and Hua Yu took it over.
There was only a "click" sound, and Hua Yu didn't even blink. He twisted and bent the chicken head with both hands, breaking it directly.
The head and body separated, and the bright red chicken blood gradually covered Hua Yu's face. He raised his hand and wiped it casually, watching the chicken blood trickle down...
Hua Shi was shocked by his skillful technique and stared at him.
How much strength does it take to break a chicken's head with bare hands...
"It's a pity there's no bowl, otherwise I could collect some chicken blood and cook it into chicken blood cubes, which would be quite delicious."
Hua Shi looked at the chicken blood dripping down and said with some pain.
Having never been in charge of a household, she didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were. She had been eating steamed bread and porridge for half a year, and she would go hungry from time to time. Now she was especially cherishing the hard-earned food...
Hua Shi looked around and didn't see any pot for boiling water. She asked in confusion, "Ayu, is there a pot for boiling water here? Boil some water to scald the hairs, so it will be easier to pluck."
Hua Yu turned his head to glance at her. In the dim light, Hua Shi could vaguely see the sarcasm flashing across his face.
Sure enough, the next second, I heard his cold voice, "This is not the Hua family, how could there be a pot? You never seem to think before you speak."
There's a well here, and having water is already good enough, so how could there be a pot...
Hua Shi: “…”
I was choked and had no words to refute.
Hua Yu said sarcastically and lowered his head. After the blood had almost drained, he began to deal with the pheasant's feathers seriously.
Pulling them out hard, one by one, two by two...it's a bit difficult.
Hua Xiao and Hua Li brought their younger brother, and the three little ones sat in a row on the stone steps. Their six eyes stared eagerly at the pheasant in Hua Yu's hand that was still being plucked.
Hua Shi looked around at the gradually dimming light. The sun seemed to have completely set, with only a hint of red afterglow remaining on the distant horizon...
She walked over and picked up some firewood, squatted in front of the fire that had burned out and only charcoal ash was left, and picked up the tinderbox beside her.
It must be something Hua Yu had left behind. She blew on the tip of the tinder, ignited the flame, and began to light the fire with some difficulty...
When the sky darkened completely, the bright moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the scene in the backyard of the dilapidated temple in the cold night...
Hua Shi struggled for a long time, and even half of the tinder was burned, he still couldn't light the firewood.
Hua Xiao couldn't stand her clumsy look anymore, so he ran over, snatched the fire starter from her hand, and skillfully started to make a fire.
Hua Shi wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a breath. He saw Hua Xiao skillfully light the fire...
She had been fiddling with the firewood for a long time, burning it and then extinguishing it, extinguishing it and then burning it again, over and over again, but she couldn't light it no matter what she did. But now, the little girl lit it in just a few strokes.
"How stupid."
Hua Xiao lowered his head and muttered, his tone showing undisguised disgust.
Flower Time: ...
She was disliked time and time again, but she couldn't find any reason to refute it. It was really...
Hua Yu quickly cleaned the pheasant, called Hua Li to come and take it, then turned and walked into the dark grove.
After a while, he came back with two thick peeled branches.
Hua Shi stood by and watched Hua Yu skillfully clean the branches back and forth, and then string the pheasant together from head to tail.
He set up branches and placed the pheasants on a skewer over the fire...
The movements were done in one go, so skillfully that it didn't seem like it was his first time.
Five siblings sat around the campfire, huddled together, watching the roasted pheasant in front of them.
After a busy period, Hua Shi finally found what she was good at. Apart from anything else, she was still confident in her craftsmanship.
She took on the task of roasting the chicken, turning it evenly. The skin was roasted crispy and tender, and the skin was coated with a layer of oil. The aroma of the meat spread in the air...
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