Chapter 267

Liu Meihua thought her daughter was right.

"Yes, in the past, I was too blind and had no knowledge. When I saw a good-looking man who had never been in contact with him before, I began to think in my mind that it was love, but it was not. Love is mutual love, not wishful thinking, especially after the other party did not respond to your feelings, I can't let my heart fall first." Liu Meihua said bitterly, "I used to be a bad example, but I never wanted to admit it. Now my daughter is slowly growing up, and I am slowly coming out of my previous injuries. I can face up to my previous mistakes. I hope you can recognize and accept my lessons, and don't make such mistakes again in the future."

When Fu Yingying saw his mother say these words, he didn't cry or feel sad. He knew that his mother really had to come out.

It's good. Only by putting down the burden and starting on the road again can it be easier.

Fu Yingying took time to clean up the large oil barrel that used to hold gasoline while cooking medicine. Now there is no such efficient cleaner. We can only find out the alkaline surface at home, add water, and start cleaning with a broom.

Seeing her clumsy appearance, Liu Meihua took over the work in Fu Yingying's hand and helped her clean up. It was very difficult to brush. It took more than an hour to clean it up and put it outside to dry.

There are fruit trees from pruning apple trees at home. Fu Yingying picked some strong ones and left them for a while to make roast duck.

Fu Yingying finished the ointment, some rheumatism ointment and throat candy set by his classmates and teachers in the morning. After these were installed, sun Xinghai came in with two boxes of soil.

People in the village use this kind of clay to build stoves. It is especially strong and easy to use.

Seeing that Fu Yingying had cleaned the gasoline barrel, sun Xinghai asked, "Yingying, what should I do now? You say, I'll help you."

"OK!" Fu Yingying cleaned up the medicine pot, made some space, dried the gasoline barrel and carried it in. "We mix mud first, just like building a stove, and put these in the gasoline barrel, which should be smooth, with a thickness of about 5cm; a furnace door 10 cm high and 10 cm wide is opened below to clean the dust inside. Can we do this?"

Sun Xinghai smiled, "of course!"

With that, sun Xinghai began to mix with mud, and then when the water and soil reached a certain proportion, the viscosity of the soil reached the maximum, and then began to apply clay inside. The method was very flexible. A layer of iron mesh filtering wood ash was added to the bottom, "Yingying, do you think this is OK?"

Fu Yingying looked at it and was very satisfied. "Now let's turn down the fire and dry the oven. When cousin Qingqing buys all kinds of spices and seasonings, we can try to make roast duck."

Although the equipment is very simple, the current conditions can only be like this. When the conditions are ripe, you can spend money to make a bigger and better one, or directly make a hanging furnace instead of such a simple appliance.

"OK, I'll do it." Sun Xinghai found a clean piece of wood, removed the skin, dug out some still burning carbon ash from the medicine stove, put it in the stove, and then began to dry it slowly over a low fire.

Sun Xinghai is very patient and doesn't bother at all.

"Uncle Xinghai, you don't kill pigs anymore. How are you getting ready to raise pigs?" Fu Yingying asked curiously. She knew that sun Xinghai was a restless man and should have made corresponding arrangements.