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Chapter 88 Blue Department

If you don’t have to be careful, you will naturally feel good. If you are in a good mood, time will feel like it passes quickly.

Before we knew it, the grass raft actually entered a shallow water area again.

"The Bluebe has arrived?!"

"It must be Azuki?!"

"The second one who came to Iwabu must be the Bluebe."

The wind was still strong, and the grass raft was fast. When I saw the haystacks on the water shore in the hazy state, Xia Weiwei quickly ordered the dock.

"A Que, should I go in first or what?" Xunmu asked.

It was midnight at this time. When they went in, they woke up the person. They would not be able to sleep well. Whether they would go in to talk to Lanbu or tell them early in the morning that they would be making a raft in the afternoon tomorrow and leaving in the second half of the day.

Xia Weiwei: "I'm going in tomorrow, find some hay to have a good sleep."

Xunmu: "Okay."

Even if there is Grandpa Guzi, Xia Weiwei has made the decision these two days. Now, no one makes a strange sound to her words. As a result, everyone found hay to nest next to the haystack collected by the Blue House.

"A Que, come quickly." Pull the child to Heishi, Qingmei signaled Xia Weiwei to sleep beside Heishi.

With her backhand holding Qingmei's wrist, Xia Weiwei refused: "My mother in Qingmei, you guys sleep well, I've had enough sleep during the day today."

"You have a lot of things tomorrow, so you won't sleep now, but you won't have time to rest tomorrow."

"I will be able to rest after I talk to Uncle Lan Yu tomorrow morning. Uncle Xunmu will be responsible for the grass raft in the afternoon. I will be able to sleep for a day tomorrow." I was afraid that Qingmei would be stubborn, Xia Weiwei continued: "I will sleep now, and I will not be able to sleep during the day tomorrow, and I will easily lose my energy at night."

The matter of controlling the grass raft seems to be a matter of sailing, but it is actually Xia Weiwei. If she is not energetic, it is a problem for the line that the grass raft will move forward in.

"Then grandma fall asleep first. If you are sleepy at that time, call grandma."

"Um."

He made plans, even if he would fall asleep in the middle of the night, Xia Weiwei would not call anyone to change shifts.

Of course, in order not to worry Qingmei and her son, she stayed in first and waited for everyone to fall asleep, and then she touched the water and dug red paste mud.

When you touch the black, you can't imagine the spiral blades, but the oars can tinker with it.

Even if the handle is only one meter long and even if the slurry is only half a meter long and half a meter wide, the ceramic oar is also of weight, so it is not easy to swing it. Therefore, for practical purposes, she planned to only make slurry leaves.

Make a hole to keep and connect the wood handle like a prying shovel.

I had already thought about the shape of the pulp leaves in my heart. Although I was in the dark, I did it very smoothly. It didn’t take much time for the two pulp leaves.

It was still early to make the pulp leaves. Thinking that the blue part was in contact with the trap, the fish basket was not long, so it would be more difficult to convince them than to persuade the flat part. Xia Weiwei simply pinched the pot and bowl.

It is a bad thing to watch the night in the cold wind, but the shaking dredging makes the tormented night easier.

When Xia Weiwei kneaded two large pots, fifteen large bowls, twenty spoons, and two soup spoons, the sky was bright.

After taking a look at the small amount of paste left, she did not continue, but washed it and pulled the grass.

It is obvious that the fire on the Lanmen side has not been used for a long time, and even if there is a haystack pile, it is not difficult to collect nearby hay.

When everyone woke up, the first thing they saw was a series of mud blanks placed side by side, and then a pile of messy hay.

"This girl!" Qingmei was a little angry: "A Que~A Que~"

"Um~ It's so cold!"

"Hiss, it's all frozen!"

The people who were not awake were awakened by Qingmei's throat, and Xia Weiwei, who was pulling grass on the slope not far away, stood up and heard the sound: "What's this~"

Following the sound, Qingmei felt distressed: "What are you doing when you are so dark? Let's all be able to pull it together in a while."

"Aren't you bored?" He laughed, and she resumed the collection movements, intending to pull enough.

Seeing that the child didn't feel like he wanted to rest at all, Qingmei stopped him: "Stop doing it, go find someone inside, get things done earlier and you can rest early!"

The sun is coming out soon, if nothing unexpected happens, the people from the Blue Tribe will come out soon.

She was too lazy to go this trip.

The main reason is that it will be so cold that I don’t feel like looking around, and I look around: “Cold, the fire will be in the grill.”

The word "cold" made Qingmei lose her temper. She opened her voice and asked everyone to tease her.

Soon, a fire broke out by the water.

When the Lan tribe came out, they saw the scene of the Qing tribe burning with ceramics and dried fish on a high fire.

"Huh!"

"It smells so good!"

The Lanbu people who were leading the way saw the Qingbu people surrounding the fire, subconsciously softened their eyes.

In front of the Aobu people who suddenly appeared, the seductive fragrance that suddenly penetrated the nose was not that important.

After a scream, both of them began to think about the reason why the Qingbu people appeared here.

The man in front suddenly stopped moving and made a surprise sound. The man in back suddenly stretched his neck. When he saw it, he felt that something was wrong with his eyes.

"Ah~ Aobu people?!"

"Am I dazzled, and I actually saw the people from Aobu again?"

"Hey! Why are there only these men?!"

"Well~ Did they make this fish fragrance? Is there something wrong with my nose? Why do you feel that this fish fragrance is much more fragrant than when we grilled fish?!"

Aoki and others left before they could leave, and it was a bit strange that other people from the Aobu came out, especially when these people were mainly women and children.

Everyone exchanged their eyes.

"Blue Feather~"

"Brother Lan Yu~"

There was no cover, and the people in front of him suddenly stopped and had already attracted the middle-aged idea of ​​Zhuotou. When he shouted out, he had already passed by half of the tribe.

"What's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man.

"The Qing tribe's people! Others from the Qing tribe." The man who led the lead replied.

Hearing this, middle-aged man was a little surprised.

Speeding up, he bypassed everyone.

"And... he is really a member of the Aobu?"

When the middle-aged man looked at the waterside, the Qing tribe who heard the movement also looked at the slope.

"A Que?" Xunmu asked in a low voice.

After biting the dried fish, Xia Weiwei stood up: "Everyone eat it, Uncle Xunmu, and Qingmei's mother will go with me."

"You wait a moment." He signaled everyone not to do things first, and Lan Yu walked towards the three people coming towards him.

While walking, Lan Yu looked at the three of them. Finally, his eyes turned from the dried fish in the hands of the three of them to the straw coat on Xia Weiwei's body.

"Brother Lanyu." Xia Weiwei greeted her intimately.

In fact, the original owner had never called this person before.

This person may not even have any impression of her.

"That's right. We thought of a way to store long-stalk grass two days ago..."

As far as Grandpa Kezi and Pingshan were said, Xia Weiwei poked the candy out as soon as she came. After hearing her words, the middle-aged reaction was much colder than Pingshan, and her attention was still focused on the straw coat on her body, but the words were spoken the same as Pingshan.

"Our tribe has collected a lot. If you want to experiment, you can experiment with us."

"Brother Lan Yu, our tribe has also collected a lot of grass stems. If we were just concerned about ourselves, we wouldn't come here." Waving and letting someone come with him, Xia Weiwei took Lan Yu to the side of the fire.

After the middle-aged man nodded and greeted other men in the tribe, Xia Weiwei then pulled the fire and displayed the semi-finished porcelain: "Brother Lan Yu, look at this."
Chapter completed!
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