Chapter 12 The Wilderness
Everyone was happy to see the wild rabbit.

Fang Zhiyuan praised his father vigorously: "Dad, you are so good, you killed another rabbit before the pheasant was eaten! I will definitely learn to hunt from you in the future, and I am as good as you!"

"It's nonsense, it's enough to have a father for hunting. In the future, when you save enough money, you will be sent to study, and your father is pointing at you to honor our Fang family." Fang Youwei patted his son's buttocks and said.

Mrs. Li took the rabbit and looked at it, "This rabbit is unscathed, and I just saved the skin to make a pair of knee pads for my mother. The previous pair were all bad."

Jiayin also looked at the rabbit, and asked suspiciously: "This rabbit is not injured, how did you hit it?"

Fang Youwei smiled at her and said, "When Uncle went to chop the branches, he made a cover with a fine hemp rope in the place where there was a lot of grass. As long as he stepped in, the rope would trap him, and the more he struggled, the rope would shrink." Tie it tighter." As he spoke, he tied a knot with the rope to demonstrate to her.

Jiayin was surprised. She put her hand into the noose and tried it. Sure enough, the more she broke free, the tighter it became.

She took the rope, imitated Fang Youwei's style and tied it again, and it was a success all at once.

"Jiayin is so smart, she learned it right away!" Fang Youwei patted her little head and boasted.

Jiayin was in a great mood after being praised, and looked at Fang Zhiyuan with a proud face.

Fang Zhiyuan thought she was waiting for his compliment, and quickly said: "Yes, Jiayin is amazing! You must learn everything quickly. Unlike me, I can't learn it. I can't remember how many times my father taught me."

Upon hearing this, Jiayin raised her head higher and her waist straightened even more.Well, not bad, if you can say it, just say more!she likes to listen well

"The meal is ready, you can eat!" Li Shi's voice came, interrupting their flattery.

Fang Youwei put the wooden pier he just brought back on a flat place to serve as a table.

Mrs. Li put the pot directly on the wooden pier, and each of them shared a multigrain cake, and everyone ate the meat in the pot with chopsticks.

When they came out, they only brought bowls and no plates. The main dishes from his house were all broken. Before they could go to the town to buy them, it started to rain heavily, and then the flood came.

"After dinner, I'll saw off a piece of this wooden pier and carve a plate out of it."

Jiayin looked at him curiously, "Uncle, you can also carve plates!"

Fang Youwei laughed, "Just cut out a groove in the middle, fine Uncle can't, this kind of rough one is not a problem."

Jiayin nodded half understanding, and decided to wait a while to see how he made the dishes.

After eating, Mrs. Li went to wash the pot and bowls and chopsticks. Fang Youwei took out a saw and sawed off a three-inch thick log.Using a knife to dig out the wood in the middle bit by bit, Jiayin and Fang Zhiyuan squatted aside and watched.

Mrs. Yang moved the fire outside the shed and cleaned it with branches. Now the ground in the shed is very dry and there is still a hot air.Spread some dried leaves in the evening, and then spread mats and quilts.

After a while, the plate was rescued and carved. I picked up a rough stone and rubbed the burrs on the surface of the wooden plate vigorously.

"Okay, this can be used as a dish in the future." Fang Youwei went to wash it with water, and handed it to Li Shi and said.

Mrs. Li took it with a smile and put it together with the pots and pans.

Jiayin looked disgusted, "This is too ugly~ There are many pits on it."

Fang Zhiyuan also nodded in agreement, the potholes on the wooden plate were not aesthetic at all, not even the leftovers from his cousin's carving.

Fang Youwei rubbed his nose and coughed dryly, "Uncle, this is also the first time I do it, so I'll do it a few more times in the future. Alright, Grandma has made the bed, let's go to sleep." Carried them into the shed.

Fang Youwei covered the belongings on the cart with an oilcloth and tied them with ropes.

He piled the firewood at the door, and he could add firewood to the fire at any time, so he took off his shoes and went into the shed, sleeping on the outermost side.

Jiayin and Fang Zhiyuan were squeezed in the middle. Fang Zhiyuan fell asleep when he lay down, and now he started to snore a little. Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Li were also breathing steadily.

Jiayin's big eyes were wide open, and she didn't feel sleepy at all. She felt sad when she thought that her natal space was gone.With tears in his mouth and eyes, all the treasures he searched for from his father are gone...

(End of this chapter)

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