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

July 3033, 7, sunny, summer solstice.

It seems that with the arrival of the summer solstice, the temperature this year has reached an unprecedented height.

In previous years, the average temperature in Meishan was as high as 28 degrees and as low as minus 10 degrees. This year, the summer solstice has just arrived, and Zhao Yeqing clearly felt that the temperature had risen more than a little, and it was already not much different from the average temperature in the city during hot summers.

In previous years, the hottest summer in the city was nearly 37 degrees, and the average high temperature throughout the summer was 32 degrees. It is estimated that it is at least 30 degrees in the mountains now.

When Zhao Yeqing woke up in the morning, his neck was covered in sweat. There was no air conditioning at home, and it was not used at all in previous years.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was already streaming in through the blinds. Zhao Yeqing kicked off the quilt, pulled a tissue from the bedside to wipe his neck and forehead, and walked barefoot to the window.

The tile floor was warmed by the sun, and the temperature made Zhao Yeqing a little confused.

Is this the sun that should be there at seven in the morning?

There was a scratching sound outside the room door. Zhao Yeqing opened the door, and two little guys rubbed around her feet.

She was particularly ticklish, and before they could even circle around her feet, she picked them up with a smile.

Snow cake's current weight is estimated to be about 12.3 kilograms, and Guobo is heavier, about 14 kilograms.

Zhao Yeqing went downstairs holding one in each hand.

During the power outage, because there was no way to freeze the fresh meat that was taken out to make bacon, it was now completely dried and weighed about eight pounds. Zhao Yeqing hung it in the corner of the kitchen.

Spicy cabbage has been eaten for a long time. The weather has been getting hot recently. She likes to use spicy cabbage with roasted potatoes and add a little cold folded ear root, which is very appetizing.

She had not opened the jar of pickled cabbage. When she opened it, she found a layer of white bacteria on the surface. She used a clean spoon to skim it off, took out a pickled cabbage, poured a little high-strength white wine into it to sterilize it, and then poured in the water that sealed the jar. .

The pickled cabbage was already sour and made Zhao Yeqing salivate as soon as he took it out.

Lighting the fire in the stove, this large stove had only one burner and a large pot on it. Zhao Yeqing took out the small coal stove in the tool room and put small pots on it, one for cooking and the other for cooking.

The small coal stove could only hold a small amount of firewood. When chopping firewood, Guo Mu would always be startled by Zhao Yeqing swinging the axe.

I don’t know if I can survive in the forest with this courage.

Put a handful of rice in the casserole on the small coal stove. The rice was frozen in the freezer last night. It is easy to cook and fry a side dish while the porridge is cooking.

Many millet peppers in the small vegetable garden are already hanging on the branches. It takes nearly a month for the peppers to turn from green to red, but the green ones are edible and spicy enough.

Zhao Yeqing pinched three pieces of spicy millet, washed them and cut them into thin slices. He also washed off the excess salt from the sauerkraut and chopped it into small pieces. He sauteed the peppers in hot oil before adding the sauerkraut.

There is no need to add salt, the taste is enough, and the dish is out of the pot in less than five minutes.

Stir-fried minced pork with sauerkraut is her favorite. It's a pity that she can't eat pork now. She should have bought a piglet to raise.

Her original intention was to come back to adjust her mood and spend her days picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence. Raising chickens would add interest to the pastoral life. Who would have thought of raising pigs.

The weather was hot, and the vegetables were not afraid of letting them cool down. The porridge still needed to be simmered for a while, so Zhao Yeqing took advantage of the opportunity to water the two vegetable gardens.

Some time ago, the plastic sheets around the greenhouse were all removed, leaving only the top ones still covered to prevent the sun from overheating.

The cowpeas, green beans and cucumbers and bitter melons in the large vegetable garden are all covered with vines and have entered the flowering and pod-bearing stage. She prays every day that the temperature will rise more slowly. The temperature of bitter melon, string beans and cucumbers is above 35 degrees. If the environment is bad, it will be less likely to bear fruit. If the sun is too bright, the plants will die.

The temperature changes in recent times have obviously become unsuitable for plant growth. Zhao Yeqing put down the plastic sheets around the greenhouse. At first, she only considered the need for heat preservation for planting in the mountains and did not prepare a sunshade net at all.

She plans to apply ink on a transparent plastic film and then cover it on the greenhouse to protect from the sun. This should greatly increase the shading rate, but the tomatoes need better light and must be arranged separately.

Snow cake whined, and Zhao Yeqing let go of her hand that was still on the plastic film. This was snow cake reminding her that the porridge was ready.

Xuebing has a very keen sense of smell. She has smelled the smell of burning twice, and found that every time Zhao Yeqing was in a hurry, he would scream to remind her when the smell of burning started to appear.

The aroma of rice porridge wafts in the kitchen.

One meal of rice is less than the next. She rarely eats rice recently, preferring to consume the sweet potatoes and potatoes in the cellar, which are almost gone.

If she can't get seeds from the rice at the foot of the mountain, then her carbohydrate intake in the future will most likely depend on potatoes, sweet potatoes and carrots from the large vegetable garden.

She poured a bowl of cool boiled porridge into the porridge that had bloomed. She didn't add much water to cook the porridge. When it was cooked, the porridge was very viscous and only slightly mushy at the bottom.

She likes the white porridge in summer to be thinner, and adding cold boiled water to it will also cool down the porridge so that it can be eaten directly. In winter, she likes the white porridge to be thicker and sticky in the mouth after drinking.

She served the white porridge and pickled cabbage, and didn't forget to pour milk for both of them. There was still half a box of Shuhua milk left. She tried to mix some milk with Shuhua milk in the past two days, and she didn't feel any discomfort after drinking the two. I was just a little hesitant about the milk with a different taste, but after I accepted it, I still drank it with gusto.

After breakfast, Zhao Yeqing went out to cut the freshest fodder for the rabbits.

The three rabbits gradually accepted their fate of being kept in captivity. Finally, three days ago, she discovered that the female rabbit was pregnant. She didn't know how many days she had been pregnant, but she found that the female rabbit's breasts were obviously swollen.

Recently, she has been paying close attention to them, giving them the freshest forage every day, and some vegetables every other day or two.

It's a pity that she hasn't completely realized the freedom of vegetables. It's enough to eat by herself, but it's not enough to raise rabbits. Recently, she opened a small plot next to the rabbit pen to grow some cabbage, cabbage, lettuce that the rabbits like to eat.

The sweet potatoes are also growing well. Recently, the sweet potatoes have reached the stage where the leaves are growing and the stems are enlarged. There are a lot of sweet potato leaves crawling on the ground. After a while, they will be able to pinch some to feed the rabbits. She can also stir-fry the sweet potato leaves. Love it very much.

After feeding the rabbit, Zhao Yeqing went back to the house, sat down to rest, and soaked himself in some honey water.

People tend to get sleepy when the weather gets hot, let alone in the mountains, where there are no whistles or cries, and there are endless phone calls and endless videos to watch.

There are only the collision of leaves in the mountains, the crisp chirping of birds, and the squeaking of summer cicadas. Sometimes the cicadas may be suddenly frightened by the appearance of some animal or insect and stop chirping, but after a while, they forget to be frightened and continue their rhythm. It squeaks.