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

There is a piece of rabbit skin inside which is very white. It is the fur of the rabbit that has been raised for the longest time.

The rabbit was already over a year old and was slaughtered during its second moulting period. At this time, the rabbit's fur was the most fine and fluffy, and so white that there was not even a stray hair.

When he saw it, he thought about how the fur would look like a scarf around Zhao Yeqing's neck, so he handled it with extra care.

One person knits a scarf and another sews a blanket.

By six o'clock in the afternoon, it was dark outside.

Mu Xi bit off the thread in his hand, shook out the loose hair on the blanket, and raised it in front of Zhao Yeqing, "Try?"

Zhao Yeqing put down the scarf in his hand and took the rabbit blanket. The patterns and colors on it were carefully designed. Although the fur colors were not uniform, the matching of the colors was very harmonious.

The rabbit fur is soft, and it will feel warm after putting it on your legs for a while.

She lifted up the rabbit fur blanket and buried her face in it, rubbing it hard, as if she was hugging her best friend's cat. It was soft and silky.

Zhao Yeqing was a little touched, stood up and hugged the man's waist, "Thank you~"

Mu Xi rubbed his chin against the top of her head, "Thank you for nothing." He held her body and leaned towards the small round table.

"Isn't the scarf on the table knitted for me too?"

The wool was white, and she didn't want to give it to him as a surprise. When knitting the scarf, she took the ball of thread and traced it next to his face, and finally decided on the color.

Most of Mu Xi's clothes are dark, whether to resist stains or because he likes them. Most of the clothes left behind in the supplies he went to find are black.

Zhao Yeqing felt that the white color suited him very well, and his sharp eyebrows looked gentle.

She let go of his waist and said, "It's almost ready to be knitted."

The scarf can be knitted quickly without knitting patterns, and the wool is still a relatively thick coral fleece yarn. It took me so long to knit it because there were too many things at home.

Mu Xi helped her put the unknitted scarf into the knitting basket, "We'll knit it tomorrow. It's too late today and it's a waste of time."

There was no light in the house after the fireplace was burning. Knitting scarves by the dancing firelight was really not good for the eyes.

Zhao Yeqing picked up the basin in which the wheat was soaked, "Then I'll get the malt first."

She took the basin to the kitchen, poured out the water, and spread the soaked wheat on the dustpan.

Mu Xi walked in with a basin in his hand, which contained the leg of lamb that had been pickled last night.

"It will take an hour to bake. You go and get yours first. When it's done, warm it over the fire in the room. I'll call you when it's done."

Zhao Yeqing brought the dustpan filled with wheat seeds into the room, covered it with film, leaving holes for ventilation, placed the dustpan next to the fireplace, and covered it with hay.

Wheat seedlings are best cultivated in shade and watered twice a day.

Zhao Yeqing finished taking care of the wheat seedlings and returned to the kitchen.

"What's the point of being in the room by myself? Time will pass faster if two people work together."

The lamb legs were grilled on skewers. There was really nothing to do except watch the fire. It was such a boring thing to do alone.

"Tell me a story to pass the time."

Mu Xi thought for a moment, "Fairy tale?"

"No, just interesting gossip or jokes will do."

Mu Xi was stumped, "I don't have many friends around me, I don't have much gossip, and I can't remember any jokes."

Zhao Yeqing cleared his throat and felt like laughing even before he said anything, "Then let me give you a test. I'll test you, why do gorillas make no sound when they walk?"

"Because it walks on its feet?"

"That's not right." Before Zhao Yeqing could reveal the answer, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Because, hahaha... Gorillas knock their breasts while walking, hahahaha..."

Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then his mind came back. He was a little dumbfounded, "What a mess."

The joke was a bit cold, but when he saw Zhao Yeqing laughing, tears came out of his eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh contagiously from her.

"Isn't it funny!"

Mu Xi could only smile and nod, "Funny."

Zhao Yeqing's point of laughter was really not that good. She smiled and thought of another one,

"Another one, a little earthworm asked its mother one day: 'Mom, mom, where is dad?'

The little earthworm's mother said, 'Your father went fishing with others. 'Ha ha ha ha..."

Maybe it was because her laughter was so contagious that several dogs ran over from the house. Seeing her happy smile, they also stuck out their tongues and rolled around her legs with laughter.

Happiness is so easy to infect those around him that Mu Xi himself didn't notice the smile on his lips and handed the tissue to Zhao Yeqing, who burst into tears from laughter.

But suddenly I felt that living like this was not bad at all.

The aroma of the roasted leg of lamb began to spread, and the saliva of the greedy dogs dripped onto the floor.

Before the wolf meat was finished, Zhao Yeqing took the pot and cooked the wolf meat for a few of them first.

The smile just now had not completely dissipated, and she couldn't help laughing again while working.

The wolf meat was hung outside and was now frozen solid.

She took a piece and threw it into the water to boil. She wiped away the tears from laughing again.

The lamb leg is almost roasted and served directly with a knife.

The knife is a fruit knife, and the piece is cut off from the leg of the lamb whichever piece is eaten.

Zhao Yeqing likes to eat grilled meat that is crispy, so he cut a large piece of mutton at the bottom closest to the fire.

The outside is already crispy, but the lamb inside is just cooked, tender and juicy.

I thought before that it was because freshly slaughtered sheep tasted so delicious.

But it's been three or four days since I killed it, and it's still delicious.

"It's amazing. This great sheep-raising business must be made bigger and stronger."

The wolf meat for Gouzi had just been cooked. Zhao Yeqing cut four pieces of mutton, one for each Gouzi, and then helped them take the wolf meat out of the pot after satisfying their craving.

A large leg of lamb was eaten cleanly by the two of them, and the leg bones were thrown to a few dogs to grind their teeth.

Mu Xi didn't waste the backbone of the sheep. He took it in, thawed it, and then slowly simmered it in a pot to make soup.

Just before the two of them went to sleep, they removed most of the fire and used the red charcoal below to slowly simmer it until it went out.

It was obviously colder than before when I slept tonight.

Zhao Yeqing's hands and feet were still cold after getting into bed.

The two of them were roasting lamb legs in the kitchen. The smell was too strong. She took a shower first. She was still warm after the shower, but now she was getting colder and colder as she slept under the quilt.

By the time Mu Xi arrived, her hands and feet were almost frozen, and she couldn't sleep warm under the quilt.

Mu Xi went to bed and found that her hands and feet were as cold as if she had been soaked in cold water.

"Put it in." He lifted his clothes and saw that Zhao Yeqing was stunned and didn't move. He reached down, grabbed her feet, put them into the clothes, and pressed them against his belly.

Zhao Yeqing felt that her belly was uneven under her feet. Her red ears shrank subconsciously, "You will make your stomach cold if you do this. Just use your legs to help me warm it up."

This is how her grandma warmed her feet when she was little.

Tucked between legs?

Mu Xi raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"