Looking at the fine and tall bamboo forest behind me, I saw that the drizzle began to float in the bamboo forest, and a fragrance mixed with the soil spread out here. I saw Fang Jun laughing foolishly behind Changsun Wuyou.

Although Changsun Wuyou had a little doubt, he saw the drizzle falling and it seemed that he was getting heavier and heavier. Now the two of them were still quite far away from the town. If they were walking in the rain, they would inevitably become a chicken. Looking at the bamboo house not far behind him, it seemed that they could only take shelter from the rain since then, and they couldn't help but say: "I don't know when this rain will stop. It seems that I can't go back today. I can only borrow Zhuotao in the bamboo house temporarily." Fang Jun looked at the tall Nanzhu opposite and suddenly thought about how the Song people drilled out. Zhuo Tzu well seemed to make full use of the unique Nanzhu in Shu. This bamboo pole can be as long as the length of

More than 20 meters, the rod can be more than 20 cm thick. The bamboo joints of this kind are empty, forming a barrel and connecting one by one, and then drilling the wells to drill large and small salt wells respectively. The salt wells drilled in Huojing Town are only large in diameter, and the well walls are prone to collapse and there is no protective measures. The salt wells can only be invalidated. The brine is absorbed only in shallow brine. Zhuotong well is a kind of brine drawn like a small deep well. The function of Nanzhu is to act as a casing for a small well when drilling a small salt well. Its function is to isolate the fresh water seeping out of the hole wall and prevent fresh water from entering the well.

Fang Jun suddenly felt that there seemed to be mist on his face and couldn't help but come back to his senses. After hearing Changsun Wuyou's words, he pulled her to run towards the bamboo house. The things they brought were still outside the house. Fang Jun came to the bamboo house and knocked on them, saying, "Because the rain suddenly spread in the mountains and wanted to shelter in Zhu Gong's bamboo house. Please promise." After waiting for a while, no one in the bamboo house responded. Fang Jun couldn't help but think, "This Zhu Taozhi is not so stingy, right? I have worked hard to bring things up the mountain to see him without seeing anyone. Now it suddenly started to fall. Qiuyu wants to shelter here and he doesn't say a word. Would we go back in the rain? Even a hermit shouldn't be so sarcastic." Fang Jun couldn't help but push open the bamboo door angrily. At this time, the two of them saw that the bamboo house was empty and there was no Zhu Taozhi at home.

But when the raindrops outside seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, I guess Zhu Taozhi would understand them when he came back and took the things he brought into the bamboo house. I saw that the interior of the bamboo house was extremely simple, with a straw raincoat and a hat hanging on the wall, a fish basket next to the wall, a bamboo table placed in the center of the house, a bamboo bed in a corner of the house seemed to be made of bamboo, but it was generous.

Changsun Wuyou couldn't help but speak, "What if we enter the house casually, what if Zhu Taozhu comes back? Why don't we go down the mountain?" Fang Jun said, "Looking at how anxious the Qiuyu came. If we just went down the mountain, it would probably have become a chicken before we could reach the foot of the mountain." Changsun Wuyou looked at the autumn rain outside the house and was hesitant. He couldn't help but hesitate. There was a straw raincoat hanging in the house and Dai Li couldn't help but lit up and said, "We can wear it like this and go down the mountain, leaving a note to return it in the future." Fang Jun said, "There is only one straw raincoat, Dai Li, who wears this raincoat and rain, and the road will be muddy if it is in danger." Changsun Wuyou thought for a while and it seems that what Fang Jun said was right. It seems that we can only take shelter here for the time being. I hope the rain can pass soon.

The bamboo house suddenly became quiet, but the autumn rain outside the bamboo house had no intention of stopping. From a distance, it seemed like a gray curtain blocked the view. The surrounding area was covered with gray. Changsun Wuyou looked at Fang Jun beside him and asked, "By the way, you just saw something you kept giggling." Fang Jun said, "Of course, I looked at the bamboo. Look at the bamboo forest outside the bamboo forest, is it different from the bamboo that I saw in the past?" Changsun Wuyou looked at the bamboo forest outside the window and seemed to be very tall, but there was no need to smile foolishly at the bamboo forest.

Changsun Wuyou asked, "What kind of bamboo is outside?" Fang Jun said, "Nanzhu, in fact, there is an allusion to this bamboo. According to legend, there was a young man named Mengzong in Jiangxia during the Three Kingdoms. His father died when he was young and depended on his mother for life. He studied very diligently and was extremely filial. When he grew up, his mother was old and weak and sickly. But no matter what his mother wanted to eat, he always tried every means to satisfy her. One day, his mother suddenly became seriously ill and wanted to eat bamboo shoots to cook soup, but it was winter, and thousands of miles of ice were frozen and snow was falling. Where could she be

Finding bamboo shoots! Meng Zong was helpless and couldn't think of any good idea, so he ran to the bamboo forest to hold the bamboo and cried bitterly. After crying for a long time, he felt that the whole body was hot, and the wind was hot. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the ice and snow around had melted, and the plants and trees turned green. After taking a closer look, many bamboo shoots grew around him. His filial piety moved the world. After a while, he suddenly heard the sound of cracking the ground under his feet, and several tender bamboo shoots grew on the ground. Meng Zong was overjoyed and picked it back to make soup. After drinking it, his mother recovered from illness."

Looking at the autumn rain in the bamboo forest in the rain, there will probably be many new bamboos again. At this time, a "gurgling" sound suddenly came from the bamboo house. Changsun Wuyou's crystal-like face couldn't help but feel as shy as a crescent moon. Fang Jun seemed to have never seen such a Changsun Wuyou couldn't help but smile slightly with awkward smile: "You want to eat bamboo shoots too." Changsun Wuyou said: "How about you think about it, but it seems that we are going to be hungry today." Fang Jun looked at the mountainous things and searched around the bamboo house.

After a while, I saw that there was a small bamboo house with a lot of firewood in the bamboo house. This room should be the kitchen. It seems that Zhu Taozhui also wants to eat and cook like an ordinary person. Changsun Wuyou couldn't help but look at him at a loss and couldn't cook. Fang Jun seemed to see this and said, "Miss Changsun, otherwise you will make a fire in the future, teach me the rest." Changsun Wuyou said, "Can you cook?" It seemed that he had discovered something incredible. Fang Jun smiled and nodded.

Fang Jun prepared some ingredients and suddenly saw the bamboo forest in the distance. He seemed to have thoughtful thoughts. He took off the straw raincoat and hat hanging on the wall and ran out. Changsun Wuyou, who was making fire in the kitchen, somehow the smoke became bigger and bigger, but no Mars was seen. A gray mark was put on his fair face. Fang Jun dug some bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest and came back. He saw that the thick smoke in the kitchen rolled and ran back quickly. He saw that Changsun Wuyou could no longer tolerate it and ran out and coughed outside the house. After seeing Fang Jun coming back, he pointed to the kitchen and said, "The smoke inside is too big, don't go in first." Fang Jun handed her the bamboo shoots in his hand and said, "Maybe the firewood inside is under the turbidity, you are waiting for me to go in and take a look."

Not long after, Changsun Wuyou rushed in and it took him a long time to ignite the fire. At this time, both of them breathed a sigh of relief and laughed laughing with laughter. At this time, both of them were like flower-faced cats, with smoked gray marks. Fang Jun suddenly said, "Don't move." He held his clean sleeves with his hands to wipe the gray marks on her face. Changsun Wuyou's cheeks turned pink. Time flies by when they finally prepared the meal and after eating, they saw that the sun had begun to sink. But there was still drizzle outside the bamboo house. Fang Jun couldn't help but say, "The autumn rain is continuous, it seems that we really want to spend the night here." Changsun Wuyou looked out the window silently.
Chapter completed!