Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

Watching the fire in the fireplace slowly dwindling, she didn't get up to add more firewood.

Most of the firewood at home is made from small branches. Burning large pieces of wood in the fireplace will make it more durable to burn.

Going out from the back door of the house, a shed for storing firewood was built outside the rabbit pen. The firewood inside is expected to last for a week.

Zhao Yeqing went out from the front door of the house and put on his shoes for going out.

Mu Xi was putting dried grass into the hay room in the yard.

"I want to go back and chop some firewood."

Zhao Yeqing put on his coat and zipped it up, the white air he breathed out was thick on his face.

Mu Xi put the green grass on the drying rack, "Let's go together after I finish this batch."

Zhao Yeqing was riding on horseback, and Mu Xi was walking on one side. The two planned to go to the pine forest to cut wood. Pine trees are flammable and easy to burn, and withered branches and dry pine cones are also very useful for starting fires.

A big pine tree with a small red one cannot be pulled. It is best to chop it into small sections and put it on the car for transportation in batches.

After Zhao Yeqing made the first delivery, he did not ride back to the pine forest. Instead, he led Xiaohong to reduce some of the burden on him.

Xiaohong's riding horse is not a pack horse, and the load-bearing capacity is not high. You have to be careful when pulling heavy objects to avoid joint damage.

If it weren't for the fact that the cow was a bit slow, very good at throwing landmines, and eating wherever it went, she wouldn't have dragged Xiaohong to transport the goods.

Back in the pine forest, Mu Xi was already waiting at the intersection. When he saw her coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the reins.

"We have to hurry up. Once we pull him out, don't follow him. There are wolf footprints around here."

Generally speaking, wolves don't come out to look for food during the day. The last time they encountered a pack of wolves was in the evening, but the two of them were still worried about unexpected situations.

Only half of a tree was transported, and Mu Xi would come back later to get the rest. He picked up some pine needles and pine cones hastily, grabbed Xiao Hong and walked back.

Since the last heavy rain, there seem to be fewer animals on the meadow. I wonder if they have migrated to higher places.

The wolves may have appeared in this area because they couldn't find food. No trace of wolves had been found before.

Bows and arrows were found in the house of the family who found the cow, and there were many animal skins, horns and teeth inside.

She couldn't recognize the teeth, but the horns were quite large, those of some kind of deer.

Logically speaking, the meadow over there is their range of activities.

Zhao Yeqing had no idea why and had to give up. Mu Xi piled all the firewood under the firewood shed.

"I can go by myself, but you don't have to go."

Mu Xi did not want to protect her blindly, but just weighed the pros and cons, "I will take the horse with me. When there is danger, I will shoot and run away on horseback. You can prepare a clay pot at home."

The mud pot was prepared so that we could eat green leafy vegetables in the winter. Zhao Yeqing nailed a shelf under the south-facing window sill of the room and planned to place the mud pot on it.

Use a mud pot to grow some vegetables indoors. The survival of the vegetables should not be a big problem. It just depends on whether they grow well.

The main thing is light. In winter, when sunlight is not good, plants like light best. With light, they can grow with less fertilizer.

Zhao Yeqing saw that it was not too late and told Mu Xi to be careful before watching him go out.

There is also red clay at home, and firing clay pots is almost the same as firing red bricks.

Mud pots are breathable and don't get stuffy. Most of the pots at home are clay pots that are not the right size, so she has to burn one herself.

If you have a ready-made brick kiln at home, you just need to prepare the embryo of the clay pot and put it in it.

After adding water to the red soil and making it into mud, Zhao Yeqing wanted to make a clay pot with a shelf of the same length.

Roll the soil into long strips, stack them layer by layer, and then knead them together.

The clay that has not yet been fired is a bit soft, and the length is too long, so it will crack easily when picked up.

After trying several times, he couldn't pick it up and put it in. Zhao Yeqing could only do the next best thing and split the clay pot into two.

When Zhao Yeqing saw that there was enough space in the stove, he made two more clay pots for emergencies.

The stove was capped, pine needles were used to start the fire, and firewood was added to the stove.

The simplest and crudest way to raise the flame to a temperature suitable for firing is to see the flame turn orange.

After staying by the fire for nearly two hours, the flame changed color. It was estimated that the temperature must have been seven or eight hundred degrees before adding more firewood to heat it up.

Just simmer until the flame goes out.

You have to wait until the temperature inside has completely cooled down before taking it out.

Mu Xi had already brought back the last load of firewood, and Zhao Yeqing took a handful of fresh grass mixed with hay and fed it to Xiao Hong.

Its coat is now shiny and shiny. Zhao Yeqing braided its ponytail into a braid, and the hair on its body was combed and trimmed to the right length with the scissors he found.

She didn't shave off the hair under the little red saddle. The slightly longer hair could reduce the friction between the saddle and the skin.

Touching Xiaohong's hair, he did not forget to remind Mu Xi, "Don't go near the stove, be careful of getting burned."

He took Xiaohong back to the stable and then returned to the room.

The room was warm now, so she took out the seeds and soaked them in room-temperature water. She would sow them when the clay pots could be taken out tomorrow.

Mu Xi washed his hands and walked in. The room was warm. He took off his coat and hung it by the door.

Seeing that she was busy, he walked behind and rested his chin on her shoulder, "What are you going to plant?"

Zhao Yeqing shrank back because of the hot air in his ears, and raised his shoulders to push his head away.

“Plant some pea tips, perfect for soup pots in the winter.”

Mu Xi's chin was pushed open, and he looked quite dissatisfied. Seeing that she had soaked the seeds, he reached out and took the small bowl with the seeds away from her hand.

Standing in front of the rocking chair, he pulled her up from the chair, put his arms around her waist, and held her whole body in his arms, "I'm tired, let's recharge."

Zhao Yeqing clicked his tongue and couldn't help but blurt out the words in his heart, "You are really good at it."

Mu Xi sneered feebly, "That's not all." The strength in his hand tightened and he did not loosen it at all.

The man's body temperature was on the high side, and Zhao Yeqing suddenly felt that there was no need for the fireplace. Even after hugging him for a while, he felt a little sweaty.

The warmth in the room made people who had returned from work couldn't help but feel sleepy.

She carefully moved to the side, fearing that she would accidentally touch the bowl filled with water and seeds.

Mu Xi thought she wanted to hide, so he simply lifted her off the ground, put her on the bed and hugged her tightly from behind.

Before she could struggle more shyly, Mu Xi's tired voice sounded,

"Cold, don't move, I'll take a nap."

Just a few seconds after he finished speaking, the breathing behind him became even.

Zhao Yeqing......

I envy people who say they can fall asleep instantly.

She was frozen on the bed, not daring to move.

The person behind her was sleeping deeply. After she got used to it, she relaxed and turned slightly in his arms.

Mu Xi's outline became softer as he slept, and his eyelashes were long and thick, covering his eyes.

It looks like I have double eyelashes.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and touch it gently, but the man's eyes slowly opened.

She was caught and was about to take back her hand when it was grabbed by the man.

His eyes were slightly red and bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse, "I gave you a chance to sneak around, so why don't you touch this?"