The three Yang Xiaogang brothers returned to the room next door.

Start dividing the work to catch mosquitoes.

Yang Xiaogang carefully held the kerosene lamp and protected it with his hands to prevent it from burning the mosquito net, and then began to instruct his two younger brothers to catch mosquitoes.

After struggling for a long time and sweating, it was finally finished.

I blew out the kerosene lamp and went to sleep.

Yang Xiaole was lying on the bed, unable to sleep.

One is because mosquitoes must have gotten in through some hole again, biting him so hard that he couldn't sleep.

Another reason is naturally that he has been thinking about things in space.

"Pah! Shasha!"

When swatting mosquitoes, the tickling sound won't stop for a while.

But a few people have gotten used to it.

Mosquitoes will stop biting when they are full.

"Duang... Duang... get up, get up quickly, Wanggezhuang has blocked the canal and won't let the water come in. Get there quickly."

There was a sound of banging iron plates, accompanied by shouts.
Chapter completed!