Apocalyptic Tundra Age

The entire month of April has passed without success.

The dogs were finished and the shed was built. The villagers lived a simple life. Those who were more diligent would go to the shed to help, and those who were lazy would lie at home for dozens of days. Anyway, no matter what people were doing, the days That's all.

After harvesting mushrooms twice, Xu Zhiping sent a large pile of oyster mushrooms and took away a small handful of various spores, saying that he wanted to change the taste.

Cheng Yuming's chickens are still chicks now, they can only live with the yellow-haired hen in the chicken house, they become stinky, their yellow fluff gradually fades, and they like to shit everywhere, they are not cute at all .

The heavy snow never stopped. Many trees in Xu Zhonglei’s back mountain were overwhelmed by the snow, and every few days, a tree fell on it. The electric wires in the village were overwhelmed and almost broke. The transformer standing by the road was finally After it fell to the ground with a bang, the Xu family's old house was cut off from the civilized world.

The entire Xu family's old house is so self-sufficient and isolated from the world.

Xu Zhonglei turned over the calendar on May 5, and suddenly realized that time passed so fast.

In the last few nights, Xu Zhonglei could always hear the sound of something exploding. It was just behind him.

Xu Zhonglei felt that something was wrong, so he dragged Cheng Yuming back to the mountain during the day, and both of them counted their ears to listen to the movement in the mountain.After walking a few times, Xu Zhonglei confirmed that the temperature was getting warmer, the ice on the back mountain was not as strong as before, and some ice layers that had been frozen could no longer maintain their previous structure, so he made the subtle crackling sound he heard .

The temperature has recently increased from minus forty to fifty degrees to minus ten degrees.The ice still showed signs of thawing. It seemed that Ling Xun was coming.

In mountainous areas, the temperature is very low in winter, and thick ice will form on the mountains.In spring, when the temperature rises, the ice melts, and the melted ice turns into water, which goes down the mountains and overflows the entire river, causing floods. This is Ling Xun.

But Xu Zhonglei's small hillside behind the mountain is not yet at the point of causing floods, but if the water on the mountain rushes down directly, he will have to drink a pot. His house is in a low-lying land at the foot of the hillside, and it melted directly. The snow water can soak his wall for several days, and the foundation below will be soaked. If it fell directly, considering the amount of work, Xu Zhonglei would have to crash into the big wall.

In order to solve this kind of crisis that is close at hand, Xu Zhonglei has been running up the mountain recently, intending to dig a water channel along the wall of his house, and then lead the water to the bamboo forest or the pond.

But no matter how to find the best distance, the amount of work is too big, Xu Zhonglei scratched his scalp and pulled out hundreds of hairs, and almost slapped himself in front of the mirror;

Who said that drainage can only be done by digging, and the bamboos all over the mountains are not easy to use?He has been presupposing the way to dig the canal in his mind, but he never thought of adapting to local conditions.

A fixed mindset is simply the chief culprit of imprisoning people's creativity.

There was just a small piece of bamboo around his yard. It had been frozen all winter, and the bamboo had turned yellow-brown as a whole. There was not a single bamboo leaf left, and the entire forest was full of bare rod commanders.

Xu Zhonglei led Cheng Yuming out, braved the heavy snow every day to saw the old bamboo in the bamboo forest, and then opened the middle with a wooden stick. This is an excellent drainage tube.Then connect the small end of another bamboo to the big end of this bamboo, and tie it tightly with wire, then it will become a long water pipe.

It took the two of them five days to connect and connect a dozen or so bamboos. One end of the pipe was placed on the side of the back mountain, and the other end was connected to a small pond. His uncle's grandfather had been digging that small pond for more than 20 years. Receive rainwater in rainy days, and pump water directly into paddy fields in sunny days.The area of ​​the small pond is only about ten square meters, but after digging the silt several times, the depth is still sufficient.

At that time, when the mountain thaws, Xu Zhonglei and Cheng Yuming will have to work overtime to dig a drainage ditch at the foot of the mountain and dig it into the small puddle at the end of the pipe. Then the snow water will flow along the pipe to In the small pond, the road is from high to low, and the water flows to the low place, so there is no need to spend time on maintenance in the future.

The frequency of ice breaks at night became higher and higher, and there was the sound of a large piece of ice hitting the ground from time to time. The temperature outside finally rose to zero, the snow stopped, and the sun came out. Xu Zhonglei knew that it was time to dig the drainage ditch.

The two of them hoeed each other and went to the mountain. A few days ago, it was still white, but now you can see the yellow soil through the ice layer. "Ding!" The impact of the hoe and the ice made a crisp sound, and soon, Xu Zhonglei dug up the loess, and the current ice layer is at the end of its strength, not hard at all.

Taking advantage of the large-scale ice melting, the two hoeed the frozen soil for a whole day, and finally dug the drainage ditch from the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain, and then spent another day digging out a meter of water along the terrain. No matter how deep the small puddle is, the water from the drainage ditch will be able to collect here, and when it is full, it can flow into the small pond along the bamboo pipe.

Xu Zhonglei was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after finishing his confidant's major business. Now that the weather is getting warmer, he has to plan the next step.

As soon as the sun came out, Cheng Yuming was very happy all day long, imagining that the disaster was over, but Xu Zhonglei was not so naive. It snowed twice, what is it to climate change?It's just the first step of the Long March, who knows what will happen after that!

People without thought, he must worry about.

Xu Zhonglei is not worried about things like alcohol, dry goods, and salt. After all, they can be stored. Some things don’t even have a shelf life written on the packaging bags, which means that there is no problem if they are stored for decades.But rice, the staple food, can only be kept for three years at most. After three years, the taste and nutritional value will change drastically. Xu Zhonglei bought more than 200 bags. After three years, he has to think about what he can eat.

Xu Zhonglei still doesn't know the output of potatoes and sweet potatoes in this small vegetable shop, but it is definitely not enough for the two men to feed them for a month. Xu Zhonglei still has common sense about this.

There is also the most important grease. Although there is a lot of cooking oil, the two of them will not last for a few years if they eat like this. The two of them are able to do so much work every day, and they are still alive and kicking. The main reason is the pile of cooking oil in the basement. At that time, thinking about the life without oil and water in his stomach, Xu Zhonglei himself was in despair.

Moreover, oil crops are really difficult to grow and find, Xu Zhonglei has no clue now.

Energy is especially lacking. Although Xu Zhonglei still has four rooms full of coal and sawdust, when he thinks about the kang and five steel stoves in his house, they are all big coal eaters. The consumption rate of the previous few days, the four coals are actually enough for two years, and energy is the biggest problem.

If only I could still buy things now...

It's okay to change things...

But so many months have passed, and they have never seen a single outsider in this village on the side of the road. Xu Zhonglei really dare not have any hope. Even those who survived the earthquake and experienced infectious diseases , hunger, extreme cold, how many people are left after the disasters come one after another?

As for the people who are still alive now, how they survived, Xu Zhonglei didn't even dare to think about it.

Eating dirt, planting, fighting wild dogs, or... eating people...

The long-lost sun is shining with warm light, but Xu Zhonglei has a chill, will the scene of "human cannibalism" reappear?Xu Zhonglei really didn't dare to speculate on human nature.

"Brother, let's eat fried beef with garlic leaves today! I think this garlic leaf can be fried in a bowl today! You go outside and bring the last piece of beef in and scatter the ice!"

Cheng Yuming was separated by two doors in the mushroom room, shouting angrily.

Xu Zhonglei couldn't go on feeling sad, and couldn't go on with the chills. The depressed emotions just now were suppressed in his heart. In his mind, a large plate of stir-fried beef with garlic leaves was served in circles. The leaves are crisp.It looks delicious and chewy,

Some people destroy the atmosphere, that's a matter of one sentence.

All kinds of meat in the wooden box outside are almost consumed. There is still a small piece of beef, the size of a large steak, and the pork has long since disappeared. There is still half a chicken and a duck left. There are still a few slices of delicious fried meat, two big men, it won't be long before they save some food.

But the green vegetables are growing lushly, especially garlic, shallots, and leeks. Cheng Yuming is diligent in watering and fertilizing, and he can already eat them every now and then.Water spinach is also growing well, but there are too few seeds. Xu Zhonglei pointed out that it will grow roots, roots, and roots desperately. It is best to fill a whole planting frame. He has been squeezed in the mushroom room Another vegetable planting rack was set up, just waiting for the water spinach to grow roots, so Cheng Yuming kept saving it.

The potato leaves in the vegetable house grow very domineering, tall and strong, but they are inedible. Xu Zhonglei can only look at them and salivate.There are still too few edible sweet potato leaves, and the harvest period of these two will be until July. Xu Zhonglei can only hold his nose and raise them.

On the contrary, the ten tomatoes planted in the corners have already bloomed with small yellow flowers and cucumbers. They are tirelessly climbing up the entire wooden shelf along the corner. Xu Zhonglei took the meat and went back to the house. Sometimes, you can also see that the cucumbers have grown many small flower buds.

No wonder Cheng Yuming is as happy as Xiaozhi as a whole. He deals with plants every day, and everything that grows is alive.

Even when he saw that the cucumbers were about to bloom, Xu Zhonglei himself felt that it was not so heavy. No matter how harsh and sinister the outside was, the inside of this small wall was the safest place in the world.

Xu Zhonglei's most important task now is not to worry about energy and food issues in two years' time, but to prepare a few writing brushes to pollinate the ten tomatoes.

Yes, there are no bees or butterflies in the vegetable house. If you want to eat the bright red fruit, you have to pollinate it first.