The two of them jokingly returned to Zaizai's house.

This was the first time Mo Ran came up. Yi Beichen had been busy going back to find her before, so he had never looked at it carefully.

Now that I have only realized this way, this area is really a waste.

Although this house looks like there are many more.

But if you look closely, most of them are empty houses that have been idle.

Although it was too late, it was impossible to determine how many families there were actually still living here.

But just to eliminate the house that is missing half of the roof due to disrepair,

The rest are probably only seven or eight families.

No wonder Uncle Li called Zaizai's name when he heard the cry for help.

I think there are not many children that old here.

Bypassing the houses in front, the two finally stood in front of Zaizai's yard.

The yard is not big, there are three houses in total, one of which is lived by Zaizai and his sister.

One room should have lived in by Zaizai’s parents before.

There is another room full of all kinds of debris.

Even the stove is in that utility room.

As for the toilet, according to the information that Uncle Li told Yi Beichen before,

There should be only a public toilet built with stones at the back.

I remembered that Zaizai had said before that his sister was sick, and Mo Ran didn't care about seeing her too much.

So I walked into the room of the two children with slightest steps.

In a small room, there are two small beds made of benches and long wooden boards side by side.

Mo Ran groped over and reached out and gently touched the forehead of the little girl sleeping on the bed inside.

The scorching temperature immediately shocked her.

Taking his hand away from her forehead, Mo Ran subconsciously pressed her quilt again,

This pressure shows that the quilt is so tide.

Both children are still a little too young, and probably didn't expect that the quilt would have to be taken out to bask in the sun occasionally, and they kept it so casually.

In addition, the roof and doors and windows of this house are also a bit unsolid.

Although it can be seen that many places should have been repaired by enthusiastic mountain people,

But it is impossible for everyone to always have time to help.

Many small details were made by Zaizai directly pasted on straw.

Usually, when the weather is good, maybe nothing is going on.

But once it rains and snows, some water will inevitably leak.

So the quilts on these two children are now slightly moldy.

Sighing helplessly, Mo Ran lifted the quilt on the child,

I used my thick coat that had stained the outside before to wrap the little guy up first.

After wrapping it tightly, I pushed open the door and walked out gently.

He raised his chin lightly to the man who was still standing outside in the moonlight:

"You go there and help me make a fire, and find a pot to cook some water."

Yi Beichen glanced at the child in her arms, nodded, and soon turned around and went to the stove to make a fire.

Fortunately, he is a person with experience in outdoor life.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to deal with such a primitive way of raising fire, boiling water and boiling medicine.

He took a box of small matches and tweaked them against the dead branches and straw for a long time.

The man walked out of the smoke-filled house with a light cough:

“Where are the medicinal materials you are looking for?

The chimney inside is connected with iron sheet, and one section has rust and smoke will spread out.

Give me the medicinal materials and tell me how to do it. I'll do it."
Chapter completed!