"Brother, let me help you." Liu Ye ran over and supported Liu Er: "Brother, it would have been better if you admitted your mistake just now. I was so scared that you would be beaten to death by dad!"
"Sister, he is our father after all, how could he beat me to death? If dad heard it, he would think I taught you to do it and would beat me again!"
"But I'm just worried about you, and it hurts!" Liu Ye glanced at Liu Er's wound and turned his head away reluctantly.
"Sister, do you want our mother to get better?"
"Of course, I even hope that I will get this disease so that my mother won't suffer."
"Then, no matter what our father says, you just listen to him. If he tells you not to open the door for me tomorrow, you open the window for me then!"
"But you will be beaten for doing this."
"If my mother's disease can be cured, I will be beaten to death!"
...
"Ah, it's so comfortable to sleep!"
Bai Li woke up from the pile of leaves, tears in the corners of his eyes, and yawned lazily.
Although he has long ceased to be a human being, as a Steve, Bai Li does not need to sleep, but if he does not do this, he always feels that something is missing. Life must have a sense of ritual.
I just don't know when there will be sheep. It
is really not comfortable to sleep on these dry and flat leaves.
His current bed, strictly speaking, is just some leaves placed on a wooden board. As for why he can get the leaves without scissors.
Please, he is not in a game, can't he pick them with his hands?
Bai Li walked to the door, stepped on the pedal, and the door opened automatically.
Most of the saplings planted around the matchbox have now grown into big trees, shrouding the matchbox in darkness.
With this growth rate, if I were to go to the desert for prevention and control, I would definitely return him an oasis in less than a year.
Let's cut down all these grown trees. There are not many apples left, and I can't live in the matchbox forever. Wood is also in short supply.
Bah.
Exhaling into his palms, Bai Li rubbed his hands together, stretched them into the air, and shouted, "Axe!"
A stone axe appeared in his empty hands in an instant. He proudly played with the axe flower, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"I'm really handsome, but it's a pity that my sons who can only scream and bring food can't see it, otherwise they would be envious to death."
Get to work!
"Eighty, eighty!"
One by one, the trees were chopped in the air and disappeared into Bai Li's backpack.
"Brother Bai, I brought you the ball of thread you asked for!" Liu Er shouted excitedly not far away, and then he came out of the woods, holding the ball of thread in both hands and handed it to Bai Li: "Here."
Great, I can make a fishing rod.
"Thank you, Liu Er, you really helped me!" Bai Li took it, smiled and looked at Liu Da who was following behind him, glanced at the chicken in his hand, and had some guesses in his mind.
Chickens were not rare in ancient times, but there were only a few chickens in a family, and they were all treasures of the family, not to mention that they were hens.
He must have something to ask me for.
And it's probably related to Liu Er's mother's illness. No wonder Liu Er asked me if I could treat the disease yesterday.
Before, I thought that Liu Er's mother just had a minor illness that was not a problem, and she could recover after a little rest. Now it seems that...
But how did Liu Er know that I needed a chicken?
"Uncle Liu, you didn't let Liu Er know in advance when you were coming, so that I could prepare more food."