That means you drew a bathtub.
After boiling a pot of warm water, she put the bathtub into the space.
Immersing my whole body in the water, I felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
After soaking for nearly an hour, she discovered another benefit of space.
It's like time has stood still in the cabin, and the bath water is always warm.
The thermal insulation effect is excellent.
After washing and changing clothes, I had to make do with this thin quilt.
Although the effect of the magic pill was described as rather weak, Liu Qingqing clearly felt that her headache was gone and she felt stronger.
When I was dealing with the bath water, I encountered trouble. The bucket was indeed not "luxurious" and was not big enough and deep enough.
So now she wants to pour the water - but she can't.
She pushed hard, but it didn't move at all.
Just as I was worrying about how to make it fall, I saw the wooden barrel tilt by itself and slowly pour out the water inside.
Liu Qingqing's eyes are full of stars.
I looked at the wasteland excitedly.
The weeds moved as she pleased, and soon they were all cleared outside the ridge.
I was too excited and wanted to try farming, but suddenly I found out there were no seeds.
Contentedly, he left the space and no longer felt uncomfortable lying on her wooden bed.
I fell into another long sleep in a daze.
She was woken up by her mother's loud noise.
The three chickens in Old Song's family made Liu's mother make a scene of chaos and excitement.
"Mrs. Liu, put it down." Mother Song no longer cared about her face, as her in-laws became Mrs. Liu.
After chasing and intercepting for a while, Liu Mu finally caught an old hen in her hand.
"Oh, if you don't do it, I can't even catch or kill the chicken." She knew that Old Mrs. Song was just talking nonsense and it was a dream to rely on her. She had to do it herself to eat the chicken.
Mother Song watched as her chicken neck dangled in Old Mrs. Liu's hands, and she was afraid that she would be broken into pieces by the chicken.
He gritted his teeth and spat out, "No, no, no, put it down, I'll let the boss kill it, take some household items, don't let the blood be wasted."
"Then, you guys do it." Mother Liu let go of the chicken and agreed with a smile.
Song's mother felt like a huge stone was blocking her chest: "Big brother, go catch the one in the nest." She pointed to the skinniest one in the corner and pointed it to her eldest son.
If these chickens are scared by Old Mrs. Liu, they will probably not be able to lay eggs tomorrow.
The old woman Liu was plagued by the plague.
He cursed in his heart, but refused to put on a perfunctory front. He turned and went into the house and shouted, "Eldest wife, get a basin to collect the blood."
Song's wife Tian Cuixiang muttered to herself as she took the basin and went out, rolling her eyes at Liu's mother who was standing in the yard.
Liu's mother didn't care either. She was staring at the chicken and was about to swallow her saliva.
The Song family eats dinner very late.
Liu Qingqing thought she could go out for dinner, but her mother didn't think so.
Facing the large bowl of food brought in by my mother, she understood that this was a free meal.
The chicken wasn't too big, and she quickly scooped up most of the good meat into the bowl.
Liu Qingqing was disgusted by the layer of buttery chicken soup floating on the large bowl.
She stuffed the steamed bun into Liu's mother's hand, and used the empty bowl to scoop out a small bowl of clear soup and a few pieces of meat.
The rest was pushed to Liu's mother.
"You really don't know what a good thing is." Mother Liu clicked her tongue twice, and seeing that Liu Qingqing was unmoved, she ignored her.
He ate with his cheeks flailing while complaining, "Your mother-in-law doesn't know how to make the right meat pairing. This black noodle is so hard and sticky. It's a waste of meat."
Liu Qingqing felt the same way: "What's mixed in it? It hurts my throat."
"Wheat bran."
The mother and daughter were having a lively meal, but the atmosphere outside was not good.
Although Tian Cuixiang was reluctant to kill the chicken, when the chicken was really served, she was the most excited to grab it.
After grabbing a piece of chicken, she nibbled it briefly, then threw it to the side of the bowl and went to grab the next one.
Old Mrs. Liu took away some of the food. There were only a few pieces left. If she didn't take action now, she would easily miss out.
When the basin was empty, she slowly picked up the bones she had chewed before, and carefully sucked the remaining fine meat and juice on them.
Song's mother's heart ached. Why did her family marry two such troublesome people?
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