As a result, after waiting all night, no one came to ask for firewood. He also secretly asked a few families in the village. , He still didn't move those fires.

After all, it was a big tree. No one with strength in the village would cut it down lightly, let alone a thin and weak young woman like Liu Liang.

So in the morning when Zhou Ying asked them to get up to pull firewood, he was still a little hesitant. He always felt that this was unlikely. It might have been luck yesterday. The people in the village cut down the tree and forgot about it, so they took advantage of it.

But how can another one come today, 80% of it, even if it is in the past, it is all for nothing.

It's just that he is so entangled by his granddaughter that he has no choice but to come here. Even if he is on the road, he is still thinking about what he is doing here. Could it be for a trip to the foot of the mountain?

But what his granddaughter said, he finally agreed to the child to come over once. .

In the end, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Liu Liang was really cutting down trees.

That ax, every time the ax went down, the pieces of wood were flying around, and then listening to the sound of the ax chopping the tree, one knew how hard the first stroke was.

This girl doll is really too cruel.

Uncle Zhou wiped his forehead with his sleeve, but he was covered in cold sweat in this cold weather.

It's no wonder that none of the old bachelors in Murakami dared to hit Liu Liang's idea.

Some people's ideas can be beaten, while others just don't even think about it. For example, the one in front of you can cut down a tree, so why can't he be able to beat people?

Crackling, every sound almost made Uncle Zhou's heart beat a little faster, and it also made his forehead feel cold.

"Why do I feel my head is a little cold?"

He spoke in a trembling voice.

"Grandpa, you're not wearing a hat."

Zhou Ying pulled the hat on her head, seeing how smart she was, she knew that it was cold in the morning, so she brought all her thickest hats, and now it is not cold at all. "

"It seems so.

Uncle Zhou touched his bare head, "Even if you don't wear a hat, why is it so cold?"

Just as they were talking, with a bang, the tree was cut off and fell to the ground.

Liu Liang moved the wheelchair, picked up the ax and chopped down directly, with a deadpan expression and an indifferent expression, like an executioner, making Uncle Zhou, a big man, fight a cold war involuntarily.

It was brutal.

Liu Liang took the ax and chopped it again and again. I don't know how many times he chopped it. A big tree was cut into a pile of firewood by her.

Zhou Yingcai didn't care if Liu Liang was vicious or not, she just knew that now their house had a lot of firewood, and these firewood could be used for next year, maybe next winter, she wouldn't need to collect firewood.

Of course, she was just saying that firewood still had to be picked up, and if she didn't pick it up, she would have nothing to do, and if she didn't pick it up, no one would play with her.

She hopped and ran over to hold the firewood. After a while, Aunt Zhou rubbed her hands and picked it up with her granddaughter. Just now, her hands and feet were a little cold, but when she picked up the firewood, she immediately regretted it, and felt her whole body. It was hot up and down.

Uncle Zhou wiped his face, okay, don't say anything, the important thing is to move the firewood first.

He went back and forth four times before he finished pulling all the firewood. Originally, he thought about putting all of these with Liu Xian, but Liu Liang didn't want them. She still has a pile of firewood, so she doesn't need it. Firewood is used for cooking, so it is used very slowly, and there is no place to put it.

This Zhou Ying can testify, she just wanted to nod her head to the point of cramp, to convince Uncle Zhou that there is really no shortage of firewood for Liu Liang.

Uncle Zhou didn't bother with these in the end, anyway, the two families are close to each other, if Liu Liang runs out of firewood, he can just take a tricycle and pull a box for her.

The new firewood from the two big trees was neatly piled up in Zhou's house. The place where Uncle Zhou put the firewood was big, but now he couldn't put it down.

So we can only temporarily build one again, as long as there is a roof, it doesn’t matter whether it leaks or not, as long as it doesn’t leak rain, it’s firewood anyway, not so expensive.

The firewood was piled up in a built shed again, which looked quite big, but when the firewood was put in, it was almost full again. The firewood produced by these two trees was really huge.

Uncle Zhou came over to look at his firewood, feeling satisfied and at ease in his heart.

This is what people say, if you have more food in your hands, you will not worry about life.

Although it is said that firewood is no better than food, but with firewood, it doesn't matter how cold it is in a winter. This firewood is a good thing for survival in their village, and it is also the basis of life for the people in their village.

I have to say that these firewood really gave him a lot of sense of security.

There is endless firewood at home, and Zhou Ying is not like before. She dreams of collecting firewood at night. She can sleep a little longer in the morning and pick up some more every day to complete her daily tasks.

Of course, she is still the same as before. She gives a bundle to her house and a bundle to Liu Liang. Although there are not many, it is true, but she is a little strange. The firewood that came back was barely enough for a day's household, and sometimes I had to add some from the shed.

But the firewood at Liu Liang's place is going down very slowly. How much was it yesterday, and how much is it today?

It also made her wonder, did Liu Liang go out secretly to collect firewood?

However, after observing for a few days, Liu Liang did not go out to collect firewood. She really only used a little firewood a day, and there was never enough firewood at home, so she didn't need to collect other firewood. Otherwise, she would leave it at home. Those firewood, how embarrassing.

But why does Liu Liang use so little firewood, so economically?

It was only later that she figured it out.

It turns out that Liu Liang is like this, which means that one person is full and the whole family is not hungry.

She just cooks for one person, takes care of one's stomach, and lives alone. Sometimes it's okay to eat or not to starve for one or two meals, so it's normal for firewood to be used slowly.

It's just that she doesn't know that Liu Liang has three meals a day, all meals are not bad, and there is also a supper missing, but she gets up hungry in the middle of the night, and she will get some food for herself, as well as extra food I got a dog that can eat very much.

If it wasn't for her love to eat, and she didn't treat herself badly, could that dog grow so fat from a skinny one?

Isn't it just that she feeds it out one meal at a time, and fattenes it up with one meal at a time.

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