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Fubao didn't expect that this would be the scene when he returned to the cabin.

The family, big and small, old and young, all carried a bag with their clothes on it. It got dark unusually early today, and the family stood in the snow, not knowing where to go.

Yisheng: "Father, I'm afraid——"

Li Shuangrong held him in his arms and whispered to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

It was almost night, and the wind was blowing hard on the snow, making the group of people shiver.

Zhang Ercui said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you leaving? That's our own home. No matter how domineering they are, what can they do to us? At most we will just not open the door. Now it's good. We didn't get beaten to death, but we froze to death first."

Li Darong glanced at her and said, "If you can't speak, just shut your mouth. You ran faster than anyone else back then. If you want to go back, go back now."

Zhang Ercui shut up angrily.

Fubao tried hard to push away the small blanket that his mother had wrapped him in, and said to them, "The wooden house..." Although the house was not big, it was definitely big enough for their family to live in.

There are three rooms, and all kinds of daily necessities are available inside and outside. The most important thing is that there is a stream behind. Although it sometimes freezes in winter, you can solve the problem of drinking water by chiseling ice and bringing it back to boil.

During this period of time, you may have to sleep on the floor. It is better than standing in the snow with nowhere to go.

Li Shuangrong's eyes lit up and he said, "Fubao is right, let's go to the wooden house."

He didn't think about it at first because there was only one room where people could live, and the rest was filled with hunting supplies and animal skins that were damaged and couldn't be sold.

The bedding I brought was obviously not enough, but fortunately there was a place to go that was hidden and not easily discovered. I would find a way to get the rest after I got there.

The road down the snowy mountain was too slippery. Li Shuangrong and Li Darong supported the two elderly people, and the remaining children gathered around their mother. On the mountain in the cold night, they walked towards the wooden house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Fubao was carried in a backpack by his mother. Seeing that Chongxi had difficulty walking and was sandwiched between Chongwang and Chongming, he still slipped and fell. Chongming and Chongwang were almost dragged to the ground. The broken straw sandals they wore made them slip on the snow.

Fubao looked at his brothers who were supporting each other but still couldn't walk steadily, so he quickly found a few pairs of shoes from the space. They were all cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, but they probably didn't fit their feet well.

Fubao: "Give it to my brother, give it to my brother, it's not slippery."

The three of them followed her, looking at the three pairs of cloth shoes on the ground in surprise. They looked at each other and finally realized that what grandpa said was not groundless.

Fubao looked at them and thought that they would make a fuss like everyone else, but he was surprised to find that his brothers showed a calmness that was completely different from that of ordinary people.

Chong Wang: "I told you, Grandpa is not a liar."

Chongming: "Good luck, I discovered your little secret."

Chongxi: "These shoes look so good, you should take them back. I'll just wear my straw sandals."

Fu Bao said angrily in his little baby voice: "Put it on!"

Several people were amused by her little expression, and they quickly changed their shoes, and reluctantly put the straw sandals back into the backpack. The three people who put on the new shoes felt the dry and warm temperature on their feet, and the corners of their mouths could not help but smile.

It was so cold and tiring on the road that the people in front didn't see what happened behind them.

An hour later, they finally saw the small wooden house standing in the cold night wind.

As soon as he entered the house, Li Shuangrong quickly lit a fire to keep warm. There was no kang here, as there was at home. There was only a stove in the middle, which was the only way to heat the whole house.

Zhou Qiaoping looked around and said worriedly, "It's okay for people to live here, but how are we going to eat and drink? There are not enough pots, pans, and bowls. It's hard to sleep on the floor with these beddings."

Fubao raised his head confidently and shouted, "Grandma, I have it."

The three brothers of the first house accepted her special ability so easily that she didn't want to hide it anymore. After all, they would have to live together for a long time in the future, and she couldn't be on guard against her family all the time.

Thinking of this, she slowly moved things out of her space in front of everyone. When her family was packing up, she took advantage of everyone's inattention and almost moved the whole house away. She even took the chickens and two goats, and now they are all staying in her space peacefully. Xiao Hui was always held in Yisheng's arms. Now there is nothing left in the house except the four mud houses.

Zhang Ercui almost fell to the ground in fear. Fubao: "No - I'm afraid."

As he spoke, he took out ten quilts, pots and pans, rice, flour, and even the cabinet where Zhou Qiaoping locked the grain was moved over.

It was obvious that several people did not expect Fubao to be able to do this. They were originally very sad about the things that were left behind, but now, nothing was lost.

Zhou Qiaoping happily held Fubao in her arms, completely ignoring the fear of Li Darong and Zhang Ercui.

Li Darong: "Mom, what on earth is going on?"

Zhou Qiaoping: "How many times have I told you that Fubao is a little god."

Li Darong: "So you are telling the truth..."

Yiqiu and Yisheng thought it was a magic trick and clapped their hands happily, "Great! Do another one!"

Fubao ignored their shock and looked around to see if there was anything missing. This wooden house looked much stronger than their mud house, at least he wouldn't have to worry about the house collapsing when he lay inside at night.

But it was snowing outside and we were in the mountains, so there was only one stove in the cabin to keep warm. The other rooms were dirty, messy and cold, so we had to think of a solution quickly.

She searched the space for a long time and finally found a simple stove.

Li Shuangrong put the stove in a large room on the side and arranged it: "This place is very remote and not many people know about it, so let's stay here. It's too late today, I'll go to the next door to fix a stove tomorrow, and then we can sleep in separate rooms. Tonight, we men will stay outside, and you women can stay inside."

Before going to bed, Fubao took out a lot of straw from the space. Although there was a bed, it was just a small single bed, which was not enough for so many people to sleep. It would be better for everyone to sleep on the floor.

After spreading a mattress on the thick straw, Fubao lay down on the simple bed and soon fell asleep due to exhaustion.

The next morning, it was already white outside. The snow was falling heavier and heavier, almost half a foot thick.

Fubao looked at the scene and felt fortunate that he had moved to the wooden house, otherwise the heavy snow might have crushed the house.

The family sat around the stove, eating hot scallion pancakes, while the white porridge on the stove was bubbling and steaming.

Fubao: "I like it, here."

I originally thought that it would take some time for everyone to get used to life in the wooden house, but I didn't expect that we would get into the state of eating and drinking so quickly.

But that's because there is enough food. As long as we can eat and drink enough, there is no difference between here and home.

Zhou Qiaoping and Li Huaiqing looked at their granddaughter lovingly and said, "I'm glad you like it. Maybe we'll have to spend the New Year here. Think carefully about what to eat in the evening and grandma will make it for you."

Fubao tilted his head and said happily, "Fish."

The old lady agreed repeatedly: "Okay, let's eat fish."

A group of children were playing around the stove, but Li Chongxi was the only one who said nothing.

Fubao looked at him with a forbearing expression and quickly asked, "Brother Xi, does it hurt?" and pointed at his leg.

Only then did his family notice that something was wrong with him.