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In the early morning of winter, the vision is blurred by heavy snow.

Xinmojia Village is wrapped in silver makeup, and as far as the eye can see, there is a piece of snow-white everywhere.The village at this time is not peaceful, and people who get up early have already started a new busy day.

On the small bed, a group of small black fur balls slowly moved to the side, in a daze, still not forgetting to protect the little mud beside him in his arms.

Ever since the temperature dropped sharply, Mo Ye was most afraid of his daughter-in-law freezing cold.However, the daughter-in-law has been sleeping, and Mo Ye doesn't know whether the little mud is cold or warm.

Mo Ye stretched out his little paws and gently rubbed the cold little mud in his arms.

The body of the little mud has not had much temperature, which may have something to do with the original shape of the little mud, after all, the mud does not have obvious body temperature.

Only when the soil is close to other warm objects, will it gradually warm itself.

Mo Ye didn't know what temperature the little mud would be normal, but he knew that his fur was thick and his body was always warm.

As long as he hugs the little mud all the time, the little mud will definitely be warm.

The temperature of the small fur ball itself is warmer than that of a pure animal skin pocket, which is suitable for keeping the little mud warm.

Because the little mud never turned into hands and feet, the little furball also lost the opportunity to rub his wife's hands and feet every day to avoid frostbite of the little mud's hands and feet.

Mo Ye stared at the little mud that didn't move at all: "Xiao Li, it's snowing heavily outside, and the snow is very thick. It's a pity you didn't wake up. If you wake up, we can build a snowman outside the door."

However, even if it doesn't work this year, they still have next year and the year after next.One year, when the little mud is no longer sleeping, they can build a big snowman in winter together.

But now he put this beautiful wish silently in his heart for the time being.

Although Little Mud doesn't usually talk much, most of the time it is Little Fuqiu who talks non-stop.However, when it really came to the situation where Little Mud didn't say a word, Little Fuqiu felt a little lonely.

There is only one voice here.

Now, Little Niba can't give Mo Ye any response. If Mo Ye keeps silent, it will be too quiet, and Little Niba can't know the situation of the village and his family.

Mo Ye would tell Little Niba what he saw and heard every day. Maybe Little Niba heard a sentence or two occasionally in his deep sleep.

It was this kind of thinking that made the little furball never give up communicating with the little mud. Mo Ye knew about all the little things in the village and at home, and the little mud could hear them.

Mo Ye kept praying secretly, and one day, Little Mud woke up when he heard his voice.

The little furball on the bed stretched out its short paws, moved its hands and feet, and then transformed into a human form.

A new day has begun, and he has a lot of things to deal with.

Today's Mo Ye is no longer like before, casually transforming a black leather jacket around his body, exposing his arms and legs.

Although Mo Ye is not very afraid of the cold, he has to consider his wife's feelings. His hands and feet are so cold that his sleeping daughter-in-law should do it.

Mo Ye no longer tried to save trouble, and the fur coat for winter was no longer a simple piece of black fur. He just found a rope and tied it around his waist and it was done.

This winter, Mo Yelen wrapped his human figure into a ball of fur.His fur jacket had long sleeves, he wore long trousers and shoes, and prepared furry gloves.

The leather pouch still hangs around his neck, close to his body.

Every time he took out the animal skin pocket, he would wear thick fur gloves to prevent his hands from being too cold to his daughter-in-law.

Of course, Mo Ye thinks the original form is the most convenient. His original form is a ball of fur. The whole fur is warm and warm, and it won't make his wife uncomfortable at all.

However, he has to do farm work, and it is really inconvenient for him to be as big as a palm.So, he turned into a human form most of the day, and at other times, he turned into a ball of fur and squatted beside Little Mud to guard.

Mo Ye carefully put the animal skin bag close to his body. He turned his head to look at the clay flowerpot on the table, but the seeds still hadn't germinated.

The weather in winter was too cold, and Mo Ye was worried that the seeds would be frostbitten, so he didn't put the flowerpot on the window sill, but moved it to the wooden table in the house, so as not to be directly affected by the freezing climate.

I don't know if the seed germinated when Little Mud woke up.

Mo Ye stood in the room, he looked left and right to make sure there was nothing missing, he opened the door and went out of the room.

The moment the door opened, a gust of cold wind blew towards the face with snowflakes, and the snowflakes that fell on the face quickly took away the warmth of the skin.

The winter in the new Mojia Village is colder than in the old Mojia Village, and the snow is heavier, making travel more difficult.

Mo Ye was extremely fortunate that Mo Yun received the red fruit given by the mountain god to nourish his body.Otherwise, such a cold winter would probably be very difficult, and the cold winter night always made Mo Yun feel uncomfortable.

Mo Ye left the room and went straight to the chicken coop.

The chicken coop is newly built, and the chicks are young, and it is very difficult for them to survive the cold winter on their own.Mo Ye asked the guardian about the chicks' winter experience. Before the heavy snow came, he built the chicken coop in time and covered it with thick straw. The chicken coop was dry and comfortable.

The chicks will spend the first cold winter in Xinmojia Village in the chicken coop.

When Mo Ye arrived at the chicken coop, Mo Yun was already there.

The chicks have grown up quite a bit.

At the beginning, Mo Yun raised her very meticulously.The chicks who have just hatched are particularly prone to illness and death. When the chicks grow up and become stronger, Mo Yun can safely feed them broken rice and finely chopped vegetable leaves.

The area of ​​the chicken coop is not large, but it is not too small, enough for the chicks to run around alive and kicking.

The little chicks are very clingy, and they especially like to hang around Mo Yun, because Mo Yun feeds them far more often than Mo Ye.

"Mother, why did you get up so early." Mo Ye stepped forward.

Mo Yun was in good spirits, she smiled at Mo Ye: "It's snowing heavily, it's cold, I'll come over here to see the situation."

She had fed the little chicks, and reckoning that breakfast was almost ready, she went back to the kitchen.

After Mo Ye had a hot breakfast, he went to his family's land and cared about the wheat in the field.

Unlike the wheat in nearby villages that grows once a year, the wheat in Mojia Village grows fast and has always been grown twice a year, which has largely solved the food problem in Mojia Village.

The villagers are grateful for the gift of the mountain god, who makes the soil in the village fertile.It's just that no one has ever really asked whether all this is the credit of the mountain god.

Spring wheat is drought-tolerant, and winter wheat is frost-tolerant.

Although winter wheat is resistant to freezing, the winter in Xinmojia Village is too cold.With such heavy snow, Mo Ye would go to the field every day to see if the wheat seedlings were safe and sound.

In case of any accident, it can be resolved as soon as possible.

The white snow has bent the green wheat seedlings, but the wheat seedlings are still full of vitality. They are still alive and well, and they will not be crushed by such cold weather.

In this case, the guardian has already informed the villagers.

Mo Hua said that the winter in the new Mojia Village is colder than that in the old Mojia Village, but people don't have to worry too much about food.The guardian never said it clearly, but everyone felt faintly in their hearts that they were not afraid of the ice and snow because the land here was different.

The land here is better.

The food in the ground can survive the terrible winter more safely.

After confirming that the wheat seedlings at home were still safe, Mo Ye turned and went to the fish pond.

Some people in Xinmojia Village are now raising fish, but the number is relatively small. It is not easy for the young fry to survive the winter, not to mention that the water is frozen.

In the fish pond of Mo Ye's house, thanks to the mud fish taking care of the small fish, the life of the small fish was guaranteed to the greatest extent.

On the surface, it looked like an empty fish pond with water but no fish. Only Mo Ye and Mo Yun knew that there were fish in the fish pond.

Mo Ye didn't stay outside for too long, the windy and snowy weather was too harsh, if his wife got frostbited, the loss would not be worth the loss.

Even if the daughter-in-law is not frostbitten, as long as it affects the daughter-in-law's rest, it will also have a considerable adverse effect on the daughter-in-law's spiritual recovery.

Mo Ye ran home quickly, and he met Mo Hua on the way.

Mo Hua is leading people to clear the snow on the road.

Mo Ye sighed more than once that it was not easy to be a guardian.

The guardian is definitely the busiest person in Xinmo's village, with a lot of chores all day long.

In addition, the village head and the others did not show up for a long time, so Mo Hua had to take care of everything, always pay attention to the situation of every household, and was very busy.If it weren't for the fact that there are only more than 100 people here, Mo Hua might be so busy.

Mo Ye passed by Mo Hua, greeted Mo Hua and the others, and then continued to stride towards home.

The climate of Xinmojia Village and the deep sleep of Little Niba made Mo Ye more willing to stay in the room and not go out.

Even if there is no communication with each other and the little mud is not moving, Mo Ye still likes to just stay by his wife's side, looking at her quietly.

This winter, Mo Ye and Mo Yun discussed their future life.

At this time last year, Mo Ye secretly hoped that he could find a little wife for himself.And this year, he has his wife by his side, and the next plan will follow.

Mo Ye said, "Mom, besides food next year, let's grow some vegetables."

His strength has improved, and he will not feel tired no matter how many vegetables and fruits he plants.

Mo Ye didn't want the life at home to remain so restricted after Little Mud woke up.

When encountering red fog in the mountains and being unable to enter the mountains, Mo Ye hoped that there would be two more dishes on the dinner table at home so that his wife could eat better and eat more.

Mo Yun thought for a moment, her body was improving, and it would not be difficult to do more farm work.When she fully recovers, she will be able to enter and exit the dream world, greatly reducing the pressure on her son's shoulders.

She replied: "After a while, ask Mo Hua how to arrange the remaining land in the village."

A lot of people left the old Mojia Village, some of the remaining villagers didn't make it in time, and some couldn't make it at all.

As a result, a lot of land is vacant.

Due to the special situation, the dream grass in the dream world is temporarily taken care of by the nightmares in the new village in turn.The vacant land in the village was convenient for them to collect after the guardian spoke.

Mo Ye thought about it for a while, and thought what his mother said made sense.With more land at home, more melons and fruits can be grown.

At present, he can only discuss with Mo Yun what they want to plant, which ones are more suitable, and make preparations in advance.

When Mo Hua made a further decision, they could start planting directly.

Be it melons, fruits and vegetables, or poultry and livestock, their lives will always get better day by day.

At night, Mo Ye told Mudball to guard the house carefully, and he brought Little Mud into the dream world again.

Little Mud is still sleeping, Mo Ye protects him from entering and exiting the dream world without any obstacles, Mo Ye feels extremely lucky.

Whether the little mud can only stay in the dream world, or can only stay in Xin Mo's village, Mo Ye's heart will not be at ease.

He can rest assured that his daughter-in-law stays by his side all the time.

In the realm of dreams, winter has also entered.

Just as the summer in the Dream Realm is not as hot as the outside world, the winter here is not as snowy as the outside world.

Mo Ye inspected the dream grass in the five small plots of land he was in charge of, and then he came to the waters of his home.

The little dream trees are neatly arranged, and they are green and shiny, which makes people feel happy.

Mo Ye turned into his original form and carried the little mud on his back.

The daughter-in-law always likes to lazily lie on his back when she is awake, so even if the daughter-in-law is not awake, Mo Ye still follows the little mud's habit and does what the daughter-in-law likes.

He will exercise unremittingly, and when the little muddy opens his eyes, he can see a healthy little fur ball.

On New Year's Eve, the guardian took out firecrackers from other villages.

The "cracking" sound at the entrance of the village was very lively.

Many children in the village crowded at the entrance of the village, waiting for the guardian to distribute candy, and Mo Ye also received a candy.

Mo Ye was wearing a black leather jacket made from his own fur. He was reluctant to waste fabric to sew new clothes.

However, at Mo Ye's strong request, Mo Yun made a small new dress for Little Niba.

They said they were new clothes, but they actually looked like swaddling clothes.No way, who let the little mud maintain the appearance of ordinary mud, and the hands and feet are too lazy to change.

Mo Ye happily dressed Little Niba in a red and festive new jacket.

"Xiao Li, today is the day to welcome the new year. Did you hear that? Firecrackers are being set off at the entrance of the village. It's very lively. I took a candy and saved it for you."

Not only did he prepare new clothes for Little Niba, but he also prepared bowls and chopsticks for Little Niba separately at the dinner table, indicating that there will be one more person in the family eating this year.

In a blink of an eye, winter is gone and spring is coming, the heavy snow melts, and everything recovers.

Xinmojia Village, which had been silent throughout the harsh winter, quickly returned to life.

That night, Mo Ye entered the Dream Realm as before. After finishing other things, he took a walk along the edge of the water with the little mud on his back.

Mo Ye walked for a while, stopped, and pointed in one direction: "Xiao Li, look, that's where I met you."

Even though the gloomy waters looked similar everywhere, Mo Ye would never mistake the waters where he met his wife.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange light flashed on the surface of the water, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

The cold wind made Mo Ye a little unsteady, and he subconsciously supported the little mud on his back.

However, his movements froze instantly.

The little mud on his back disappeared at some point.

The author has something to say: Xiao Maoqiu: I am so anxious, so anxious, my daughter-in-law is gone

Little Mud: Touch your head, don’t be nervous, I’m still here

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Mo Ye's father Ye Ming, mother Mo Yun, Mo Yun is the nightmare of Mo's village^_^