Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

The strong wind was blowing, and his lantern was also blown from side to side, and the light was bright and dim.

It was pitch dark all around, and he moved forward relying on a sliver of candlelight from the lantern.

The snow on the clothes was heated by his body temperature, and the outer clothes felt a little moist to the touch.

A bright light in the distance quickly approached him. It was Lin Ting'an who came to pick him up with a carriage.

The horse stopped in front of Yang Yuanzu, and Yang Yuanzu quickly climbed into the carriage.

Lin Ting'an asked Yang Yuanzu to take off his wet coat and help him put on warm clothes. Then he handed him hot water and Yang Yuanzu drank a few sips to warm himself.

He wanted to hug his biological daughter-in-law, but the coldness in his body did not recede, so he gave up.

"I didn't expect the snow to fall so suddenly and so heavily. According to the situation, there should be snow tomorrow. Can you still go to school tomorrow?" Lin Ting'an asked.

"I asked for leave with my master when I left. If it snows tomorrow, I won't go. You don't want to set up a stall tomorrow either." Yang Yuanzu said.

"Well, by the way, the wood you asked me to collect has been collected. Is it of any use?" Lin Ting'an was curious.

"That's a treasure. We'll rely on it to survive the winter this year. I'll show it to you when we get home." Yang Yuanzu gave up.

"By the way, don't go out alone at night in the future. Ask Shang Huahua or Xiaofan to come with you." Yang Yuanzu instructed.

"Yeah!" Lin Ting'an replied with a smile.

While the two were talking, the carriage returned home. Yang Yuanzu jumped out of the carriage first and Lin Ting'an caught it.

He pulled the horse into the stable and tied it up.

I added a lot of straw to the horse and filled a corner with a stove. After taking fire prevention measures, I pulled down the wind and cold cover.

The outdoor temperature tonight was probably below zero. Yang Yuanzu made sure that the horse was kept warm before leaving.

He went to the chicken, duck and pig pen raised by Aunt Chen and left after finding that Aunt Chen had taken insulation measures.

Because the weather was cold and there were many animals at home that needed to be kept warm, Yang Yuanzu bought more than ten stoves this year.

He walked to the woodshed, which was filled with wood that Lin Ting'an helped prepare.

Lin Ting'an hired people to cut these. The family members were all weak, so naturally they couldn't do such physical work.

Of course, a weakling like him couldn't do it.

He put the wood into the clay kiln that had been repaired in advance, then ignited it, and waited until it was almost burned before sealing the hole to char the wood.

When winter comes, charcoal is better to use.

He planned to make more charcoal and sell it at the Baiwei stall.

After everything was arranged, he walked into the house and felt a warmth, as if the heater was turned on. He looked around and saw that there were several stoves lit in the house.

The family was sitting at their seats waiting for him to eat, and Yang Huahua was distributing chopsticks.

He took off his coat and sat around the table.

The chicken soup on the table has a hot aroma, and there are some red dates, wolfberries, and Codonopsis pilosula floating in it.

Yang Yuanzu bought this from the medicine shop. At first, everyone thought he was sick, but when they saw that it was Niang Teng who ate it again, they felt relieved.

What I didn't expect was that the chicken soup turned out to be surprisingly delicious after adding these medicinal ingredients.

Thinking of the braised food recipe, Lin Ting'an also joked: "People make recipes from medicinal materials to treat diseases, but you make recipes from medicinal materials to eat."

Aunt Chen scooped the first bowl of hot soup to her son as usual, and Yang Yuanzu gave the two chicken drumsticks to Aunt Chen and Yang Huahua as usual.

I was eating chicken wings with Lin Ting'an.

Since Lin Ting'an knew that Yang Yuanzu's favorite food was not chicken legs but chicken wings, he also wanted to eat chicken wings like Yang Yuanzu.

Xiaofan was not left behind by his master. Lin Ting'an gave him the largest piece of chicken.

The family is happy.

Before going to bed at night, Yang Yuanzu went to the clay kiln to seal the entrance.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yuanzu was drowsily sleeping with his wife in his arms when he heard a noise. He was so frightened that he woke up.

Shake Lin Ting'an awake.

Lin Ting'an looked sleepy, and Yang Yuanzu motioned to Lin Ting'an to listen outside.

There were a few crows from the chickens outside. It was a thief.

Yang Yuanzu went to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife and walked into the yard. He was a little scared. As a modern man, he had never encountered such a thing.

But there were several people in the family who needed his protection, so he tightened his grip on the kitchen knife.

Seeing a dark figure in the chicken coop, Yang Yuanzu shouted loudly, picked up a stone and threw it at the thief.

The thief nimbly climbed over the courtyard wall and escaped.

Yang Yuanzu did not pursue him. He immediately checked the inside and outside of his home.

Several other people heard the noise and got up to check.

Aunt Chen exclaimed: "Is this a thief?"

Yang Huahua: "We haven't had a thief come to our house for more than ten years. Why did he suddenly come to our door?"

Xiaofan ran to Lin Ting'an to check if he was okay.

Yang Yuanzu said: "A few chickens were lost, and...a pig."

A pig can be made into stewed vegetables and sold for about two hundred taels. Plus a few chickens, the loss tonight will be huge.

Aunt Chen was furious: "These thieves deserve to die!"

Lin Ting'an comforted Aunt Chen not to get so angry.

Yang Yuanzu said: "It seems that we have to raise a few hunting dogs to look after the home and the courtyard."

Yang Huahua echoed: "Raise, raise a few more, and see if those little thieves still dare to come to your door."

Aunt Chen said: "I will go to Uncle Dog's house tomorrow and buy a few dogs. When those people come to see me again, I won't let the dogs kill them."

Yang Yuanzu asked everyone to go back and rest. The thief had benefited today and was discovered by them again. He should not come again tonight.

When Yang Yuanzu woke up the next day, it was already covered in snow outside. Fortunately, Uncle Dog's house was not far away.

Because the road was difficult to walk due to heavy snow, Yang Yuanzu did not have to go to private school.

After breakfast, Yang Yuanzu and Aunt Chen went to Uncle Gou's house, while several others stayed at home to look after the house.

Yang Yuanzu opened the way in front, and Mrs. Chen showed the way behind.

The two came to Uncle Dog's house to explain their intention.

The dog uncle said that it was a coincidence that the two of them came. He happened to have a few small hounds at home.

They asked for four terriers and paid the purchase price.

Yang Yuanzu asked about some dog-raising matters, and the dog uncle told him in detail.

Yang Yuanzu and Mrs. Chen rushed home with two puppies in their arms.

When they got home, Lin Ting'an and others had already made a kennel.

The upper layer of the kennel is covered with cotton cloth, and some straw and chicken and duck feathers are spread under the cotton cloth.

After everything was done, several people went into the house to warm themselves.

Yang Yuanzu went to the clay kiln to check the charcoal.

Several people in the room were discussing whether to tell the elders what happened yesterday.

The chief is a person who specializes in catching thieves.

Yang Yuanzu carried some charcoal into the house.

As soon as I entered, I heard several people discussing.

Aunt Chen was talking about reporting, but Lin Ting'an had other considerations and was a little hesitant.