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The moon was bright, and its soft light illuminated the night.

Jiang Li handed her backpack to Ye Jingmo and asked him to take it inside. She needed to water the soil in the front yard first.

She was in a rush to leave today and didn't pay much attention to the situation in the fields.

Jiang Li took out a dimly lit lamp and carefully looked into the ground.

The tiny seedlings, as small as ants, could be vaguely seen emerging from the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Li's eyes lit up, and she immediately felt full of energy, her fatigue vanishing completely.

She used a ladle to scoop water from the red bucket that collected rainwater and splashed it out forcefully.

The water was stretched into a line, reflecting a faint light under the moonlight, and was evenly sprinkled onto every inch of land.

Jiang Li poured eight or nine ladles of water in succession, making sure that every inch of land was irrigated before stopping.

She put the ladle back into the red bucket and walked to the cement ground by the door.

Place the bamboo that was cut down today on the ground.

It's getting late; processing the bamboo will take time.

Jiang Li thought to herself, "I'll just wait until after dinner before I come out."

The room was brightly lit, and Ye Jingmo was wiping Pudding's paws with a handkerchief.

He changed into a clean shirt, but the buttons on his chest weren't fastened properly, revealing his muscular physique.

Turning his head, Ye Jingmo saw Jiang Li enter the room and stood up. "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Jiang Li frowned and thought for a moment before slowly saying, "How about we have beef offal stew?"

There's already food in the space, so we don't need to cook it ourselves and waste time. We can just add some vegetables.

Ye Jingmo nodded slightly.

Jiang Li poured the beef offal stew she bought from her spatial storage into a clay pot. Before she could continue, Ye Jingmo pushed her aside.

"Go change your clothes and we'll eat. I'll cook."

Jiang Li brushed the mud off her clothes, and could faintly smell a fishy odor.

It was too dirty to sit down and eat in these clothes, so she quickly ran to the bathroom.

Ye Jingmo added some water to the beef offal stew, brought it to a boil over high heat, and then added some green vegetables.

Seeing that the cabbage leaves had softened, he turned off the heat, covered the pot, and let the residual heat continue to heat the cabbage.

Jiang Li changed her clothes and sat down, took out the sauce that came with the beef offal stew she bought, and put two bowls of rice on the table.

Everything was ready, and we were just waiting for the food to be served.

Ye Jingmo placed the casserole on the dining table, and a sizzling sound came from it.

As soon as the lid is lifted, the aroma of spices fills the entire restaurant.

Jiang Li picked up the radish from the bottom, took a gentle bite, and the sweet juice filled her mouth.

Beef tripe, beef liver, beef intestines, beef lungs... tender yet chewy, paired with a sweet and spicy sauce, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth.

The sound of a bowl being slapped came from the ground, and Jiang Li's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

No, where did that sound come from?

She looked down and saw a pair of accusing dog eyes.

Wang ~

My owner only remembers that you're eating, but you haven't given me any extra food yet.

Jiang Li gave an awkward smile, put down her chopsticks, and quickly patted Pudding's head.

She's guilty; she forgot to give Pudding some dog food.

"Sorry, I forgot. I'll add it for you now."

Jiang Li immediately opened a can of beef and poured dog food into the dog's bowl.

Pudding squatted down and watched Jiang Li's movements.

"Let's eat, Pudding."

Upon hearing Jiang Li's summons,

Pudding wagged its tail and ran to the dog bowl, happily eating its dog food.

After finishing dinner, Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo changed into their work clothes and walked to the door.

Jiang Li took out tools such as an electric saw, a wood saw, and a machete.

The two first cut off the branches and leaves growing on the bamboo, leaving only the long, straight bamboo stalks.

Ye Jingmo used an electric saw to cut off the ends of the bamboo pole.

Then, I measured the length of the bamboo poles with a ruler and cut out four two-meter poles, four one-and-a-half-meter poles, and four one-meter poles.

He plans to make a chicken coop that is 2 meters by 1.5 meters by 1 meter, so that it won't be too crowded to put ten chickens in.

Next, cut the eight bamboo poles into matching lengths, keeping the remaining two bamboo poles as spares.

Ye Jingmo split them into strips five centimeters wide.

Jiang Li stood amidst the haphazardly arranged bamboo poles, her little face scrunched up like a steamed bun.

She had previously read that it was best to use bamboo to make cages and boil them in salt water.

This step is mainly for sterilization and cleaning.

But she didn't have a pot long enough to fit it in.

Jiang Li unconsciously drew lines on the ground with her toes, her mind racing as she tried to think of a solution.

Her eyelashes suddenly lifted, revealing her dazzling eyes.

Take out the largest red bucket from the space and put the bamboo inside.

The rainwater in the large pot was steaming, and when it touched my cold hands, it formed droplets.

Jiang Li added the sea salt she had bought earlier. The grains were as large as crystals, and just one small grain was so salty that it made people spit out their saliva.

Then she poured the boiling water into the red bucket.

Since there was no pot to put the bamboo in to cook, she simply poured water into a bucket to soak the bamboo.

The effect should be about the same.

The sounds of insects chirping and chopping mingled together at night, and Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo were so busy that they lost track of time.

After cooking the last batch of bamboo strips, Jiang Li felt her head throbbing and her arms and legs felt like they didn't belong to her anymore.

To be honest, all she wants to do right now is lie on the bed.

However, these boiled bamboo poles cannot be used directly; they need to be dried.

Jiang Li moved them to the carport in the backyard, where the sun wouldn't shine on them during the day.

It is very suitable for air-drying bamboo.

Jiang Li hopes it won't rain in the next few days, otherwise the bamboo poles won't dry easily.

She felt relieved after everything was arranged.

As soon as Jiang Li entered the house, she went straight to the bathroom, eager to clean herself up.

As the warm water flowed over her skin, Jiang Li let out a comfortable sigh.

so comfy.

The stickiness and fatigue all over my body felt like they had been washed away by the water.

Jiang Li squeezed a few pumps of shampoo onto the shelf and carefully scrubbed her itchy scalp.

She pressed the shower gel again, and the foam glided over every inch of her skin, cleaning away the dirt.

Jiang Li arrived on the first floor feeling relaxed and happy. She didn't see Ye Jingmo and assumed he had gone to take a shower.

As the hairdryer blew through her damp hair and she felt the warm air, Jiang Li felt her eyelids drooping.

Drowsiness washed over me like a flood.

Her figure swayed slightly as she sat on the stool.

He supported her shoulder with one hand, letting Jiang Li lean against him.

Ye Jingmo took the hair dryer from her and took in her sleepy, kitten-like appearance.

He gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a silent smile.

Ye Jingmo raised her finger and hooked a strand of hair around it, gently and tenderly.

"Go lie down on the bed later."

Jiang Li was still half asleep, trying to force her eyes open, "I haven't done the work on the third floor yet..."

Ye Jingmo controlled the distance between the hairdryer and her hair, and spoke softly:

"I just finished my work on the third floor, so don't worry."

Hearing Ye Jingmo's words, Jiang Li seemed to finally relax, letting sleepiness engulf her.

The hairdryer stopped, and Ye Jingmo touched Jiang Li's hair; it was completely dry.

He gently pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Li noticed the movement, nuzzled Ye Jingmo's shoulder with her head, and muttered a few words of dissatisfaction.

Ye Jingmo didn't hear what she was saying.

Pushing open Jiang Li's door, Ye Jingmo carefully placed her on the bed and pulled the blanket over her.

Gazing at Jiang Li's peaceful sleeping face, her soft hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks, she looked like a sleeping beauty.

Ye Jingmo slowly leaned down, his thin lips pressed against her smooth forehead, leaving her lips just as quickly.

Goodnight, Lili.

Ye Jingmo calmly walked out of the room and gently knocked on the door.