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

Cows have no hair, but they seem to be more cold-resistant than sheep.

Putting your hand on the cow's back, you can feel the obvious warmth.

When they arrived at the place, Mu Xi took the cattle away to eat grass. Zhao Yeqing paid attention to the snow under his feet and carefully walked to the wheat field.

This sight made her sigh in relief.

The sudden drop in temperature only caused yellow leaves to appear on one or two wheat plants occasionally, but most of them were still green.

It is probably because it is colder in the mountains, so the seeds left by the original owner are relatively cold-resistant.

Fortunately, she was not too lazy to water the winter water. She had previously thought of delaying the watering until the temperature was around five degrees, but now she didn't give the five degrees a chance to appear.

It went right down to freezing.

The temperature in the mountains is lower, and it is estimated that it can still be around 10 degrees in the city now.

The pros and cons of the environment appear. When it is hot in the summer, it is much cooler in the mountains, but it will also be relatively cold in the winter.

Zhao Yeqing can't handle heat, but he can tolerate cold. He can't deal with it when he's hot, but he can warm himself up when he's cold.

She can warm the fire, but the crops in this field cannot.

The highland barley will be harvested in half a month, but it's better not to have any accidents.

Zhao Yeqing gently squeezed the ears of highland barley with his hands, but they were not full enough.

Highland barley is a type of barley. The difference is that unlike barley, wheat and rice, there is a layer of skin outside the rice grains, and its fruits are directly exposed.

Before they could grow, some of them were eaten by migrating birds, which made her very distressed.

Mu Xi settled the cows and came over. He looked at a half-empty wheat ear and said, "How about making a few more scarecrows."

There is no straw, only branches can be used.

This place was not far from the woods. Mu Xi walked over and picked up a lot of branches and vines.

The two of them came out without any brightly colored plastic bags or anything like that, so they could only use wooden sticks to tie up two ugly scarecrow shapes.

Zhao Yeqing inserted the human-shaped wooden stick into the ground and said to Mu Xi, "You go back and get something useful first. I'll wait for you here."

Mu Xi left the gun with her before leaving.

She walked to the small slope next to her and saw Dahuang and his flock not far away. It was snowy and the road was slippery, but the goats did not go up the slope.

Zhao Yeqing's hands were a little cold, and he thought about calling a dog to come over and hug him for a while. Before she could say anything, several dogs appeared in a battle-ready posture.

She looked up.

The same scene, the same location, walking on the same mountain, it seems like the same group of wolves.

The wolves looked thinner than before.

Zhao Yeqing suddenly raised her eyebrows. Mu Xi hadn't come back yet, so she picked up the gun and pointed it at the wolves, watching their slowly moving steps.

This pack of wolves is probably very hungry, and this time it seems certain to win.

With a stern look in her eyes, she held her breath to steady her hand, raised the muzzle of the gun and fired.

'Boom! '

Mu Xi, who had just entered the house from afar, changed his face when he heard the sound. He turned around and rushed towards the meadow without caring about the things in his hands.

Also surprised by the gunfire were sheep and wolves.

Several dogs surrounded the sheep to prevent them from running around.

The wolves couldn't help but take a small step back when they heard the sound. When they retreated, the five wolves raised their heads and looked straight at her.

The distance was not close and the details were not clear, but she seemed to feel the coldness in the wolf's eyes.

Her heart was pounding, but she wasn't that scared.

The hilltop where she stood and the hilltop where the wolf was, and the hollow in the middle, were the sheep.

Even if a wolf comes, it will hunt the sheep directly and will not go around the sheep to bite her who is a threat.

After Zhao Yeqing fired his empty gun, he pointed the gun at the wolves again.

There was one bullet left in the gun, and if they came down, they would have to fire again.

The wolves took a small step back and then stopped, still unwilling to retreat.

If you don't retreat, you may be beaten to death; if you retreat, you may starve to death.

Either way, you'll die, so it's better to give it a try.

This is what Zhao Yeqing speculated, and the wolves happened to think so too.

She was not afraid of the sheep being bitten to death, but she was more worried about whether something would happen to the dogs.

Her hand holding the handle of the gun was already sweating slightly. Seeing that the wolves were slowly moving forward again, Zhao Yeqing's ears were ringing due to nervousness.

Mu Xi's hand suddenly placed on her shoulder behind her, causing her body to tremble suddenly and she turned back in surprise.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Seeing that he had scared her, Mu Xi quickly spoke out, "I called you just now, but you were too focused and didn't hear me at all."

Zhao Yeqing had already turned his gaze back to the wolves before he said, "There is only one bullet in the gun."

The gun was handed back to Mu Xi, who took out the bullet from his pocket and stuffed it into the magazine.

As soon as the bullets were replaced, the wolves on the top of the mountain jumped down and rushed towards the sheep.

Mu Xi raised his gun and hit a wolf in the chest halfway. The wolf lost its footing and rolled down the hillside.

The remaining wolves were frightened and slowed down, but they did not stop their attack.

Sheep are very timid creatures. When they see a wolf coming down, some sheep will be so frightened that they will stand still in place.

When the dog was driving the sheep back, one goat was so stupid that it didn't dare to move. The wolf rushed down and bit its neck.

When Dahuang saw this, he rushed to save the timid sheep.

Zhao Yeqing was so angry that he went up and punched him, shouting: "Don't go, Dahuang!!".

If the sheep dies, it dies, but nothing can happen to the dog.

Mu Xi raised his gun, pointed it at the wolf and shot again.

The shot only hit the wolf's leg.

At this time, the remaining three wolves did not dare to get closer. The injured wolf let out a howl, limped and turned and ran away with its companions.

The battle was not a tragic one. Each side lost one, so it was considered a narrow victory for them.

The narrow victory was that both bodies could be recovered.

Zhao Yeqing ran down the hillside in a hurry, and Mu Xi hurriedly followed behind. If he was not careful, he would roll down the snowy hillside.

She reached the flat ground of the col and picked up a few dogs to comfort them.

Dahuang's mood was a little low, probably because he felt that he had not managed the sheep well.

Zhao Yeqing hurriedly hugged it and waited until it wagged its tail again before letting go.

The wolf hit had gradually stopped breathing.

Mu Xi refilled the magazine and gave the wolf a tentative push with the barrel of his gun, but there was no response.

Normally, for the sake of species protection, you cannot kill wolves if you encounter them, even if they are eaten sheep.

But once the wolf starts hunting, if they are not deterred this time, it might come into their home.

The current situation is special, and the two of them must try their best to protect themselves.

The bitten sheep had expired.

Mu Xi walked over to take a look and asked Zhao Yeqing, "Is this the goat you said you were going to slaughter?"

Zhao Yeqing ran over after hearing this, "It seems...it's true."

This male goat usually snatches food to protect it, and always bullies other goats, including pregnant goats, by hitting its head on it.

Zhao Yeqing instantly felt no pity.

"Look, the one who bullies the sheep the most on weekdays looks the most hateful, but when he goes outside, he actually competes to see who is the coward."