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

Sure enough, you just can't expect too much from some people.

Every day from then on, Mu Xi would order what he wanted to eat in the evening in the morning.

After Zhao Yeqing got up, he saw a note on the table in the living room.

'Sliced ​​sweet potatoes, scrambled eggs with white ginseng mushrooms, fried small fish with sour sauce. '

The white ginseng mushrooms were brought back by Mu Xi last night.

She thought about protesting and asking him to cook, but since he came back and went out to look for food, the food was indeed much better than before.

Zhao Yeqing planned to paint the shed black first while the sun was not too bright today. This matter had been delayed for several days.

In the past, the couplets at home were handwritten by grandma, and several bottles of ink were still left in the cabinet.

Zhao Yeqing found the ink from the cabinet under his grandma's table. Given the size of the greenhouse at home, he needed at least two bottles.

Fill a small basin with ink, take a wall-painting brush, stick the ink on it and brush it on the greenhouse.

She had seen people using this method before, but when she did it herself, she found that the membrane cloth she bought seemed different from others, and the ink could only leave a shallow mark on it.

Mu Xi carried a basket of pine towers and returned home. Seeing Zhao Yeqing's operation, he was a little speechless.

"Your material is not the same as other people's, it can't be colored."

Zhao Yeqing also knew that her path was dead, but she still had an alternative.

In addition to ink, there is a lot of paper in the cabinet. It is leftover from my grandma's calligraphy practice. It is one meter long and wide and has not been cut. The paper is rough and has rough edges when cut.

There is another big bundle in the cupboard.

Zhao Yeqing took them out, took out a piece, soaked it slightly with ink, opened it, and put it in the sun to dry after a while. The dried paper was blue-gray.

Zhao Yeqing used glue to paste the paper on the inside of the greenhouse.

The light of the pasted piece is reduced a lot, but it is not without light and the vegetables will not grow too long.

Zhao Yeqing clapped his hands and said proudly, "How is it?"

Mu Xi gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome."

After the two of them dried all the papers and processed them, Zhao Yeqing started pasting them in the vegetable garden, and Mu Xi walked out with a stack of papers.

Zhao Yeqing shouted, "Why don't you go out after posting this?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner by the time you finish."

well.

Mu Xi moved quickly. After Zhao Yeqing had posted the small vegetable garden, he had also finished posting the large vegetable garden, packed up his things and came in.

Zhao Yeqing took out two homemade popsicles made with milk and kiwi fruit from the refrigerator, and handed one to Mu Xi.

"Are you going out soon?"

Mu Xi took it and took a bite, "Come out."

Zhao Yeqing didn't know why he had to go out every day. The weather was getting hotter and hotter recently, and there was no shortage of food at home.

But she didn't want to ask everything and seem to care about him.

Zhao Yeqing nodded, "Pay attention to safety."

Mu Xi finished the popsicle in a few mouthfuls, washed the popsicle and put it in a bowl so that it could be reused.

The wind suddenly started blowing outside the window.

In an instant, the heat in the air was blown away, bringing a hint of coolness.

Mu Xi brought in the clothes hanging outside.

Zhao Yeqing stood at the door feeling a bit of coolness. Before she could enjoy it more, the wind got stronger and stronger.

Mu Xi walked to the door and looked at the sky. "It doesn't feel right. It's probably going to hail."

Zhao Yeqing looked at the greenhouse next to him that was rustling in the wind, and asked anxiously, "What should we do?"

Mu Xi strode to the tool room and took out nails and hammers, "We can only tear things apart and mend the rest."

Her small handmade shed would definitely not be able to withstand the hail. Mu Xi told her his plan. He would first remove the wooden board wall next to it, sew the legs on it, and prop it up on the top of the shed.

Zhao Yeqing agreed without thinking. She felt drained of blood even if one of the vegetables she had worked so hard to grow entered her mouth.

I found a few thick ones from the firewood pile and spliced ​​them together with nails.

Zhao Yeqing didn't have much strength, so the depth when he knocked the wall into the soil was not particularly deep.

Mu Xi calculated the length, pulled out the nails that needed to be disconnected, and pulled up a small row of wooden fences from the ground.

Zhao Yeqing was lucky enough to see the muscles on his arms.

It's so big that I can't even see it under my short sleeves.

One-third of the fence was demolished, and the roofs of the two vegetable gardens were finally secured.

Just a few minutes after the completion, there were several rumbling thunders, and large raindrops fell on the dry ground and were absorbed.

Zhao Yeqing stood under the eaves and looked. She had not seen hail yet.

I was about to ask Mu Xi if his estimate was wrong, but he didn't see any hail.

Before she could speak, a big lump of ice as big as a fist fell from the sky and shattered in front of her.

Zhao Yeqing was dumbfounded. After a while, he pointed at the hail and turned to ask Mu Xi next to him, "Hail, are they all like this?"

Would it kill someone if it hit it?

Mu Xi frowned, "Normal hail is only one-tenth of its size."

The tiles on the roof were smashed to pieces. Fortunately, the tiles were only for thermal insulation and were sealed underneath so they would not fall into the home.

The sky outside seemed to be getting dark, and the trees in the surrounding woods were tilted to one side by the strong wind, exposing the blocked sky around them. Dark clouds were mixed with lightning, covering the entire Meishan Mountain.

Zhao Yeqing suddenly remembered that the rabbit was about to give birth. The milk had already overflowed yesterday and he was probably going to give birth today. He got up and ran out, but was pulled back by Mu Xi.

"Have you had enough?"

Zhao Yeqing was a little anxious, "I'll go with the basin and forget about the rabbit in the backyard."

Mu Xi picked up two basins and held them above his head and rushed out, leaving behind a message, "Just stay there and don't move."

Rabbit's shed is made of bamboo sticks, so it will definitely not be able to withstand fist-sized hailstones.

Mu Xi held a basin on his head with one hand and held another basin with the other hand. Inside were two trembling rabbits and the remains of a rabbit whose head was smashed and bleeding.

"The rabbit frame of your shoddy project fell down. The female rabbit is fine, but the male rabbit was crushed to death under the cage."

Zhao Yeqing saw that the rabbits in the pot did not jump out. He was probably frightened. He found a cardboard box and put two of them in, as well as a few vegetable leaves that he originally planned to cook noodles with.

Guomu and Xuebing meowed at the door, looking very excited about the lightning and thunderstorm outside.

Zhao Yeqing was afraid that they would get too excited and run out, so he called the two of them to him.

"How long will this hail be falling?"

Mu Xi folded the clothes he had brought in and threw a thin coat to Zhao Yeqing. He looked at the gloomy sky and said, "It's hard to say."

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Hail fell from morning to evening, but the rain didn't stop.

Zhao Yeqing was afraid that there would be hail in the rain, so he didn't let Mu Xi go out again.

She went from being frightened at the beginning to slowly calming down now. She looked at Mu Xi who was playing with the radio next to her and asked, "Is there no signal in the city?"

"Most places are gone. The ground is cracked everywhere. Some places even extend from the middle of the city. Almost the entire city has sunk in."

"Where's the electricity? Is it gone?"

Mu Xi put down the radio and sat back in his chair, "Well, many watersheds have been cut off. Now almost all the people in major cities are concentrated at the rescue points."

"What about you? How did you come back?"