Hiding in the mountains to watch the end of the world

The next day, the snow was still falling, and the avoidance was much smaller.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and suddenly it felt like it was deep winter. The outdoor temperature could reach minus ten degrees. Everyone was afraid that the patients in the ward would not be able to adapt at once, so they spent a lot of time transferring at night. People took care of me, and everyone didn't say anything.

It snowed heavily all night, and the door was blocked and could not be opened, so we had to jump over the wall and open the door from the outside.

The places where livestock live in the village have roofs, and the places where livestock live don’t need to be so good. Some have thatched roofs, some have asbestos tiles, some have clay tiles, and some have flat roofs.

The snow also needs to be swept away on the top, like the backyard. The snow on the bungalows should not be too thick, but this can be put in the back, so there is no need to be so urgent.

The village wakes up early in the morning to sweep snow, and each family sweeps the snow in front of their own doors.

It is said to be clearing the snow, but in fact they are all shoveled off with a shovel, which is faster. This is a big project. Zhao Mian climbed over the wall and went out to clean up the snow in front of the door. An Huaize climbed up to the roof to shovel the snow.

Vegetables were no longer grown on the roof, but it was still inconvenient. An Huaize could only try not to shovel the soil. If he shoveled it, he had no choice but to throw it down as usual, which would be faster.

There are few people in the family, so there are many things to do, and it is too busy. The same is true for the old house. Zhao Sheng rarely communicates with the villagers, so naturally he will not come or go back to the old house.

As soon as Zhao Mian shoveled a small path and opened the door, someone came to buy meat. Now that it was snowing, Zhao Mian directly said that it was snowing and no meat was sold.

These are people who want to come early to buy meat. Speaking of it, the Chinese New Year is only a few days away, and the New Year’s pigs can be killed after the Chinese New Year, but it’s okay if they don’t sell them here even if they wait a few days.

In the morning, the two of them just shoveled the snow, and the snow was still falling, but the snow on the ground no longer affected walking and work, and they had to wait until tomorrow to shovel the snow.

Now the seven cats in the family all eat meat, especially the old seven. Although he ranks the smallest, he is actually the biggest one. He is also the biggest and eats more. He can eat ten catties of meat a day. Now the rest of the family Naturally, the meat is not enough for them to eat.

Zhao Mian made the hot pot at noon, and built a stove in the main room, but it won't stain the ground, but the stove is relatively short, so the two of them had to find low stools to sit on. The two of them had long hands and long legs, but they felt a little aggrieved. I am happy to eat.

After eating, Zhao Mian was on the sofa playing with his bow@箭, An Huaize was playing with his traditional Chinese medicine on the table, An An was playing with Qizhi, and occasionally came to harass Dad, but Dad was busy, An An was sensible Too many interruptions.

Dad is busy, and dad is also busy. An An can only play with the seven little animals, but now the little tiger is almost as high as him, and they are all knee-high to An Huaize and the others.

Zhao Mian, hello his bow@arrow, watching An An and the seven rolling together, having a great time.

Zhao Mian saw that everyone was busy, so he went into the kitchen when he had nothing to do. There was no meat at home. I don’t know if it’s snowing to keep out the cold. The seven eat more, and they need fifteen kilograms of meat a day. It stumped Zhao Mian.

The seven only eat one meal a day, and today they fed the seven, and the remaining meat is only enough for one meal at home. Ozawa doesn't like air-dried meat very much, and prefers to eat fresh meat. Zhao Mian wants to go to the mountains If he came back to eat for a few days at a time, otherwise he would go every day, no matter how capable Zhao Mian was, he would not dare to wander around in the mountains in snowy days.

Looking at it this way, we should bring more things back, otherwise the seven at home would not need to be eaten. However, after a few days of food, it is more than 200 catties, and it is not easy to get it back.

Zhao Mian turned on a small fire and put the rest of the chicken into the pot to simmer. He would probably be back before dark, and the chicken was almost cooked through.

Zhao Mian hung up his clothes and took off his coat, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, he was about to go out.

"Why do you still enter the mountain when it's snowing?" An Huaize put down the things in his hands, and looked at Zhao Mian with some concern.

Zhao Mian hung the jade pendant around his neck and put it in his clothes, feeling something extra, "I'm going to hunt some wild animals and come back, I'll call a big guy to have a look, I'll take your jade pendant and leave."

An Huaize touched his neck subconsciously, "When did I take the jade pendant off?"

"You forgot to take it when you took a shower last night."

An Huaize suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt weird today.

An Huaize went over to tidy up Zhao Mian's clothes, and brought him a hat to keep out the wind, "Then be careful, if you can't hit the big one, just hit the small one, and be careful."

Without further ado, Zhao Mian nodded and went out. An An looked at his father suspiciously, and the little tiger ran out with a whoosh, wanting to follow Zhao Mian, but he was still young, so naturally he couldn't help much. Zhao Mian directly closed the door, not letting him go out.

"Hoho..." The little tiger pawed on the door unwillingly, and scratched a few times with its front paws, leaving quite a scratch on the door.

An Huaize went out with an umbrella, bent down and lifted the little tiger back into the house, and reprimanded in a low voice, "If you break the door, I'll let you cut down the tree."

The little tiger roared, An Huaize threw him a piece of wood, the little tiger circled around the wood a few times, looked at the door, then lowered his head and sharpened his claws intently.

An Huaize watched him easily leave scratches on the wood, and looked at the scratched furniture in the main room, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Speaking of which, the seven have been sharpening their claws for a while, especially the old seven, even if they understand and know that they can't destroy things at home, sometimes they still can't help it, and it's not good to keep doing this.

The other six slowly found the wooden stick here, and surrounded them one after another. The seven soon started fighting over a single stick. Seeing helplessness, An Huaize threw the seven out and let them go Playing in the snow.

An An also wanted to go out, but he still couldn't lift his feet that high. An An inherited his father's obsession with cleanliness, and didn't like to sit directly on the ground, so he looked enviously at the little friends playing outside at the door.

An An has evolved well and has good physical fitness. Knowing his son's physical condition, An Huaize added a piece of clothing, hat and gloves to him, and carried him out.

This was the first time An An saw snow, and the first time she saw this kind of thing running down from the sky. She had thought of it a long time ago, but her friends were all in the house, and An An never came out.

Now it's good, you can play outside, An An pointed to the snow that fell, "Dad... what?"

An Huaize put An An down and whispered to him, "Snow, snowflake."

"Xuefa. Dad, Xuefa." An An stretched out her hand out of curiosity, just as a few snowflakes floated to the palm of her hand, and ran away as soon as the wind blew.

An An pouted, looked at the palm without snowflakes unhappily, and showed it to An Huaize, looking at her father with aggrieved expression, "Dad... Xuefa..."

An Huaize pointed at the seven that were making a fuss, and the continuous shouting made An An miss it even more. An Huaize looked down at his son with a smile in his eyes, "There are a lot of snowflakes outside, do you want to go play?" ?”

An An nodded heavily. If Dad hadn't nodded, he would have already run over.

"Then go." An Huaize smiled and patted his head.

An An yelled, and ran over excitedly. Soon, he played with seven friends again. An Huaize's piece of wood was directly regarded as a toy, and you fought for it.

The seven knew that An'an was fragile and had thin skin, unlike them, so they all stretched their paws back into the pads. The eight played together without hurting each other, and had a good time playing.

An Huaize walked back to continue working in peace of mind, while the eight laughing ones played outside, and the sound kept coming into the room.

After an hour, I don't know where the child got so much energy, and the noise outside is still incessant. An Huaize is not afraid of An An catching a cold, he is still clear about his son's physical condition.

It was already time for An An to take a nap, An Huaize called out in the room, the seven of them heard the call, and ran back quickly, An An followed, and was blocked by the threshold.

"Dad!" An An pointed at the threshold, "Dad...Hold high..."

An Huaize raised his head helplessly, who did he learn this obsession with cleanliness from?

Seeing that her father was not moving, An An opened her hands and called out again, "Dad... hold on high..."

"Come in by yourself." An Huaize remained indifferent.

An An pouted, and glanced at the threshold in disgust, "Huh~"

An Huaize frowned, the threshold is not dirty, they never stepped on the threshold when they entered the door, only seven of them stepped on it.

It's hard for An An to come in, but An Huaize was defeated in the end. He walked over and hugged An An in, glanced at the threshold, frowned, and looked away in disgust, it was a bit dirty.

"Dad... Come down..." An An was not very calm, twisted a few times, and An Huaize put him down.

"Go into the room and sleep." An Huaize walked into the room, looked at An An who was leaning on the boss, and raised his eyebrows.

An An pouted, he hasn't played enough yet, but he still walked into the room obediently.

An Huaize wiped his body and changed his clothes. There was always a fire in the kitchen and the kang was warm. An An soon fell asleep.

After going out for a while, Qizhi wanted to run out again. An Huaize was sure, and soon An Huaize was the only one left in the house. There was a sudden noise outside. It wasn't Qizhi's cry, but the villagers' shout Voice.

The noise soon faded away. It seemed that many people were talking about something. The farther and farther away, An Huaize didn't care much, and continued to keep his head down and do his own thing.

The seven outside were still having a good time playing, playing with itchy claws, and ran to the backyard, one of them found a piece of wood to sharpen its claws.

The sky slowly darkened, Zhao Mian hadn't come back yet, someone knocked on the door, An Huaize walked out, it was Qi Shugong's junior, who was it?An Huaize didn't remember much, but in general, if there was anything in the village, either he or Zhao Ping would notify him. An Huaize was quite familiar with him, but he couldn't remember his name.

"Doctor An, the village is going to vote tonight. Each household has one vote. When Uncle Mian comes back, tell him and remember to go there."

An Huaize looked at the person who ran to Uncle Dagen's house to notify him, thinking about what happened a few hours ago, the noise outside, could something have happened?

Think about it too, it's snowing, who is free?Something must have happened, but it shouldn't be a big problem. Anyone who didn't seem to be notified isn't in a hurry?

An Huaize walked back and went into the kitchen to cook, only to find that there was no other meat except the chicken on the stove. He thought the jerky was too hard, and he couldn't make the jerky that tasted as good as Brother Mian himself. I didn’t do it anymore, I cooked the rice, got two vegetables, and a scrambled egg with tomatoes, so there was no more food left in the pot to heat up.

It was getting late, An Huaize was quite relieved at first, but now he couldn't help but ran to the door frequently to watch, not even paying attention to feeding An An.

Almost after An An had finished eating, An Huaize heard the sound of the door opening, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Mian came in with a basket on his back, and there were a few things behind him. An Huaize looked over suspiciously. He had never seen this thing before. What is it?

Zhao Mian put the things down, took off his coat, and the smile on his face kept disappearing, "I found winter bamboo shoots on the mountain, didn't you say that I always eat the same dish these days? This tastes very good, I will make it for you .”

An Huaize's heart warmed up. There were fresh vegetables in his space, but he was used to eating them outside, and he was not used to taking them out. Unexpectedly, Brother Mian would go to find these things for him.

An Huaize lowered his head, unable to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.