"Okay," he started rowing vigorously.
"Third Brother, you're injured, let me do it…"
"It's fine."
"Then row with less force, it's okay to go slower."
He nodded.
To the left of the wooden raft, the wood fire pile was still burning.
Since Xiao Yuchuan knew they needed to make fire on top when building the raft, he purposely made the bottom on this side very tight, not to mention a double layer, and laid crushed stone on top, with crushed stone and mud above it.
This layer of stone and mud didn't touch water, so it didn't dissolve into the pool, allowing the fire pile on top to continue burning.
The small shed built over the fire to block snow was also intact, standing firm.
On the other side of the fire, the remaining firewood was stacked up. To prevent the firewood from scattering everywhere, Qingyue had tied it up with rattan.
After rowing about twenty meters, Qingyue asked him to stop rowing and let the raft drift.
