"Haha, it's okay. Their family members can't stand it. I guess someone will wake her up soon."

"Let's go to bed too."

Most people took a rest and took off their shoes. They had been traveling all day and had no place to wash their feet.

"Oh, it stinks."

"How can I sleep like this, ugh~"

The stench spread and woke up many people who were already asleep.

"Oh my god, I want to go home so badly. There's no place to wash my feet here. I can't stand myself."

"I would rather get infected with the disease and stay there. At least there are fewer people."

"Don't talk nonsense. If you really get infected, let's see what you will do. Either risk your life or smell stinky feet. Choose one."

"Well, let's just smell the stinky feet."

"Can't you just wash your feet?"

"You don't even have enough water to drink, and you want to wash your feet? What good things are you thinking? Besides, do you usually wash your feet at home?"

"That's true, but there's not such a strong foot odor at home."

"Be patient."

After a while, the stench still did not dissipate and was still very strong.

The old lady's snoring stopped.

I slowly opened my eyes and recalled the nightmare I had just had. It seemed like I had fallen into a cesspool and no matter how hard I struggled I couldn't get out. In the end, I was completely trapped in it and woke up in shock.

He gasped with his mouth wide open, feeling a little weak, his eyelids heavy, his hands and feet feeling like they were not his own, he looked around and saw tents all around him, then he realized he had been dreaming.

My hands and feet slowly recovered and I twisted my wrists, but the feeling of fear and helplessness did not go away.

In the dream, I felt that the surroundings were particularly smelly. I seemed to have drunk a few mouthfuls while struggling. When I woke up, my nose was full of bad smell. I felt a little dazed and thought my nose was broken.

Suddenly I realized that it was the smell of smelly feet. I turned around and saw that almost everyone had taken off their shoes to rest.

The old lady finally understood why she had such a dream.

I touched my face and felt cold water flowing over it. I reached up and found it was tears. That was not right. Why was I crying?

I blinked my eyes and felt like I couldn't help but shed tears, most likely because of the smoke.

The eldest and the second oldest were also tired after a whole day of carrying the stretcher around. Their shoulders were so sore that they could hardly lift their arms.

They lay down and fell asleep immediately. The snoring of both of them was not as loud as the old lady's just now.

The old lady's legs and feet are not in good condition, so she has no way of smelling whose feet are smelly. The two of them are the closest to her, so if she could ask them to wash their feet, she would probably feel better.

But the drinking water here is transported here. The well water is no longer drinkable and cannot be pumped. The amount of drinking water each person can get each day is limited, so how can they wash their feet?

But it is also okay to wash your feet with soil. Today is a sunny day and the soil is not that wet. Using dry soil to wash your feet should have less odor. But whether there is soil stuck to their feet after washing, making them uncomfortable, is another matter.

The old lady wanted to call her eldest son's wife over to wake the man up and stop him from stink-smelling her. She turned her head for a long time before she saw someone and waved to call her over.

"Go wake up the eldest and second oldest, and ask them to wash their feet with dirt so they don't stink up others."

"Got it, mother."

The eldest brother's wife was also unable to sleep due to the fumes, but she didn't dare to wake the man up, otherwise, given the eldest brother's temper, he would beat her.

But I couldn't wake up the second child directly, so I walked to the sister-in-law. I knew she was not asleep and couldn't sleep at all. I coughed lightly, and when she opened her eyes, I told her what my mother said.

I walked to the eldest brother and couldn't help pinching his nose and pushing it, but there was no response and he continued to snoring.

He pushed hard, smacked his lips a few times, turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing that she couldn't wake him up by pushing him, the eldest son's wife had to use that trick and pinched his nose.

The eldest brother frowned and simply opened his mouth, which did not affect his sleep. He just breathed towards his wife, and the stinky breath sprayed directly on his face, which was really disgusting.

The eldest daughter-in-law should pinch her nose with one hand and cover her mouth with the other.

He kept waving his hands, trying to get rid of the thing that was getting in the way on his face. The eldest son's wife dodged it and was not hurt. She finally woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his wife standing there staring at him.

"What's wrong? What's wrong, wife? I couldn't breathe just now."

The eldest brother's wife didn't want to waste time talking to him, otherwise it would be hard to explain. He was a petty and vengeful person, and who knows what he would do to trip her up in the future.

"I don't know. Maybe I had a nightmare. It's okay, it's okay."

The boss was a little suspicious and scratched his head. Could it be that the feeling of suffocation just now was fake? It was too real.

The eldest son's wife interrupted him directly and told him not to think any further to avoid unnecessary complications.

"Mom just wanted me to tell you something."

The eldest brother was still a little confused at this time. He had slept too soundly just now and his mind was a little slow to think.

"what's up?"

"Mother told you to wash your feet with dirt."

"Hey."

The only thing on the boss's mind was "wash feet". He stood up and turned around, but didn't see any water.

"Wife, how can we wash without water?"

It's kind of funny to see him looking so confused and stupid.

"Use soil."

The eldest brother grabbed the greasiest hair and put it under his nose to smell it. The smell of greasy hair mixed with the smell of sweat, so he quickly took his hand away. However, the smell was a bit disgusting and a bit addictive, so he took his hand back to smell it again.

"Use soil?"

The eldest son’s wife saw his confused look and thought he was the fool at the east end of the village.

"Correct."

The eldest brother turned his head and stared at his wife. He could understand every word, but he couldn't understand the whole sentence.

“How do you wash with soil?”

"Just wash it with soil the same way you wash it with water. Otherwise, the smell is too strong and Mom won't be able to sleep."

It was the first time that the eldest brother knew that soil could be used to wash feet, so he stomped his feet on the ground again and again, scooped up some soil and sprinkled it on his feet, then stepped his left foot on his right foot, and his right foot on his left foot, rubbed them against each other, and put his fingers between his toes and rubbed them, and washed for a long time.

I feel my feet are much more comfortable and not as sticky as before.

When I picked it up and smelled it, it didn't smell so bad anymore. My eyes lit up. Mother is mother. She knows so many things. She is really amazing.

The same thing happened to my second brother on the other side. I was a little surprised that it didn't stink as much.

The people around them were watching them doing something strange instead of sleeping.

"What are you rubbing your feet with dirt for?"

"It's like washing your feet. Rub them clean and they don't smell. Then you can sleep soundly."

"Really?"

"Of course, why would I lie to you? Why don't you come over and smell it."

"I don't smell it."

Those diligent ones have begun to imitate them, and more and more people around them are washing their feet with dirt.

"Hey, it doesn't stink anymore, it's amazing."

"I thought you had to use water to wash your feet, but I didn't expect you could use soil too."

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