Liu Meihua felt that her daughter was right.

"Yes, I was too blind and had no knowledge before. When I saw a good-looking man and had never been in contact with him before, I started to think in my mind that it was love, but it was not. Love is about love, not wishful thinking, especially after the other party did not respond to your feelings, I cannot let my heart fall first." Liu Meihua said with a bitter face, "I used to be a bad role model, but I never wanted to admit it. Now my daughter is growing up, and I have slowly walked out of the previous hurt. I can face up to my previous mistakes. I hope you can recognize and accept my lessons and not make such mistakes again in the future."

When Fu Yingying saw her mother saying these words, she did not cry or feel sad, and knew that her mother really had to come out.

It's great. Only by putting down your burden and going back on the road can it be easier.

While boiling medicine, Fu Yingying took the time to clean up the large oil barrels that used to contain gasoline. Now there is no such efficient detergent. She can only find the alkaline surface in the house, add water, and start cleaning hard with a broom.

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

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

Fu Yingying finished boiling the ointment and some rheumatism ointment and throat lozenges set by the classmates and teachers in the morning. After filling these, Sun Xinghai carried two large frames of soil in his arms.

People in the village use this kind of clay to build stoves, which are very sturdy and easy to use.

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

"Okay!" Fu Yingying packed up the medicine pot, made some space, dried the gasoline barrel and carried it in. "We first put the mud in the mud, just like a stove, put these inside the gasoline barrel, and it must be smooth, with a thickness of about five centimeters; a furnace door ten centimeters high and ten centimeters wide is opened below to clean up the dust inside. Can this be done?"

Sun Xinghai smiled, "Of course!"

After saying that, Sun Xinghai started to mix mud. After the water and soil reached a certain ratio, the stickiness of the soil reached the maximum, and then began to apply clay inside. The technique was very flexible. He added a layer of iron net for filtering wood ash at the bottom, "Yingying, do you think this is OK?"

Fu Yingying looked at it and was very satisfied. "Now we will dry the oven at a low heat. When Qingqing's cousin bought all kinds of spices and seasonings, we can try making 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 utensil.

"Okay, I'll do it." Sun Xinghai found the clean wooden blocks and removed the skin, dug out some still burning carbon ash from the medicine furnace and put it in the furnace, and then started to dry it slowly over low heat.

Sun Xinghai is very patient and not annoyed at all.
Chapter completed!