He hurriedly got up and ran out.

The mountain wind blew on his body, making him shiver.

"Ahem. "There were a few coughs coming from Mom and Dad's room.

It seems to be my mother's voice.

Liu Qingshan glanced at the cinnabar root in the patio, couldn't care about the cinnabar root, hurriedly walked to the door next to the door, and asked inside, "Mom, haven't you slept yet?"

"Aoyama, why are you getting up? Wu Cuimei coughed twice, and it was quite laborious.

Liu Qingshan listened, and felt very uncomfortable: "I saw a strong wind, and I was afraid that there would be frost tomorrow, so I remembered to cover the cinnabar root with a piece of adhesive paper." Mom, why do you keep coughing? ”

"It's okay, it's like this when it's cold, it's an old problem. Wu Cuimei said lightly.

Liu Qingshan listened to his mother's cough, but he was very anxious: "Mom, this won't work, you wait." ”

With that, he turned around and opened the big wooden door, and ran to the firewood room to get an iron pot with some cracks.

This iron pot has cracked, and it can't be fried anymore, but it's obviously no problem to use it to make a brazier.

He returned to the kitchen with the iron pot, and used a small shovel to stir the chickens and shoveled out some plant ash from the stove and piled them up in the iron pot.

You don't need too much ash, just fill a third of the volume of the iron pot.

Then, take the charcoal, put it in an iron pot, pile it on the ashes, and then use pine wood to ignite the charcoal. After fanning it with a fan for a while, the originally black charcoal turned red, and the warm fire bubbled out of the iron pot.

Liu Qingshan came to the door of the house again with a charcoal fire: "Mom, I burned some charcoal for you, and you open the door." ”

"Huh?" Wu Cuimei turned over and got out of bed, muttering, "What kind of charcoal to burn, charcoal is so expensive, several yuan a catty." Don't waste it. ”

As he spoke, he opened the door of the small room, walked out, and then opened the door of the large room.

Seeing her son standing outside the door with a red charcoal fire, Wu Cuimei was very moved: "Qingshan, in the middle of the night, what are you busy doing? ”

"I'll help you put the charcoal fire in first. Liu Qingshan walked inside with the charcoal fire, and said, "Mom, we burn this charcoal ourselves, don't be reluctant, and I said it, if you don't sell these charcoals, you can keep them and burn them yourself, you just burn them, if this pot is not enough, you can add a few more charcoal to it." ”

He put the warm charcoal basin under the bed.

The bed my parents slept in is estimated to be more than 20 years old.

The structure of the bed is very simple, that is, two tall benches are placed next to the wall, and then a dozen or so long wooden boards with a width of about 15 centimeters are neatly placed on the bench to form a bed.

The room is small, only two meters wide, just big enough for a wooden bed. In this way, the plank bed is leaning against the wall on three sides.

The rooms are not only narrow, but also not long enough. After placing a bed and a large wooden cabinet, the range of motion in front of the bed is estimated to be only two or three square meters.

Liu Qingshan put the charcoal basin under the bed, and then turned around and told his mother: "Mom, don't close the door of this room, just close the door outside, otherwise I am afraid that the air will not circulate and it will be easy to be poisoned." ”

"I know. Wu Cuimei looked at the charcoal fire under the bed, and sat down on the bed.

Not to mention, it feels like the small room is suddenly warm.

She exhaled comfortably, smiled at her son and said, "Qingshan, go and rest, don't be busy." ”

"Okay, you go to bed too. After Liu Qingshan left his parents' room, he didn't go back to sleep directly, but moved an H-shaped wooden ladder from the corner of the hall, and then came in from the door of the hall and climbed up to the entrance of the slab building.

This is the structure of this kind of house, and if you want to go up to the slab floor, you need to rely on an H-shaped ladder made of wood.

This kind of ladder is piled up in the corner when it is not needed, and it is only moved out when it is needed.

The entrance of the slab building is not large, and the length and width are only about one meter.

It is not difficult for people to go up from the entrance of the slab building, but it is a little troublesome to hang the grain and put it up.

Therefore, generally hanging grain on the slab building, it can only be hung from the floor-to-ceiling window facing the patio.

There is no light on the slab floor, there is no light in the dark, and because of the perennial accumulation of rice, there will be a very dry smell on the slab floor, and the smell is not very pleasant.

Liu Qingshan took a flashlight and took a look around, and after finding the large adhesive tape piled on the barn, he hurriedly returned to the first floor with the adhesive tape and covered the cinnabar roots in the patio.

Looking at the cinnabar root that was protected under the adhesive tape, Liu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.

If he hadn't woken up to take care of these cinnabar roots, maybe tomorrow morning, he would only be able to see the cinnabar roots.

Although cinnabar roots are tenacious and do not necessarily die even if they are frosted, once the cinnabar root leaves are in the weak stage, it will inevitably affect their natural and elegant form.

At that time, the price will definitely be greatly affected.

However, fortunately, he found out in time, and stubbornly fought against the sleepy insects, and overcame the cold, and then got up in the middle of the night to take care of these little ones. Otherwise, his efforts will definitely be greatly reduced.

His efforts were not in vain, but Wu Cuimei's efforts seemed to be in vain.

"Too bad. Wu Cuimei wore rubber shoes and walked back from outside.

The chopped coriander and green onion she was holding in her hand had changed a little.

"What's wrong?" Liu Qingshan took a mouthful of toothpaste bubbles, and when he saw that his mother looked bad, he asked, "Did the wild boar spoil the vegetable garden again?"

When it came to wild boars, Liu Qingshan was furious.

If it weren't for the wild boar, he wouldn't have developed a fear of redback.

If it weren't for the wild boar, he wouldn't have become a joke for the villagers.

Damn wild boars, I'm going to turn them all into bacon when I'm free.

It just so happens that the bacon on the winter solstice is the most fragrant.

After the winter solstice, I found a time to go into the mountains and slaughter the beasts.

"Wild boars did not harm the vegetable garden, but all the vegetables in the vegetable garden that had grown up were all plagued by God. Wu Cuimei changed her shoes, threw the green onion and coriander into the pot, and scooped up the water while airflowing, "Although there was frost in previous years, there has never been a year's frost as big as today's frost, those vegetables didn't grow very well, and now they are beaten by this big frost, and they are basically all 'cooked'." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this bad news, Liu Qingshan was very uncomfortable.

It seems that there is another guerrilla war with the redback.

Although I said before that I would always eat Grandma Tan's vegetables, after all, the two families are far apart, so it is not very convenient to pick. Besides, Grandma Tan said that you can eat any vegetables, so you can't be cheeky and ask an old lady like her to pick vegetables early in the morning, and then let her son who works in the mountains bring them.

It's okay to do this kind of thing once or twice, but there are too many times, Liu Qingshan is really shameless.

Therefore, usually only when I go out on the street, I will pick some vegetables from Grandma Tan's vegetable garden, and at other times, it is basically red-backed vegetables, or red-backed vegetables, or red-backed vegetables.

Originally, I finally hoped that the newly planted vegetables in the vegetable garden would grow up and be picked in a few days, but who knew that the vegetable garden, which had been hit hard, would actually suffer a tragedy.

Miserable!

What a tragic word.

It's just miserable.

Liu Qingshan looked at the ripe green onions and coriander in the pot, and said with a flat mouth: "I knew that I would have worked a little harder last night to cover the vegetable garden." ”

"Don't say stupid things. Wu Cuimei washed the green onion and coriander, and said, "The vegetable garden is so big, how can you cover it." Besides, no one expected the weather to be so cold this year and the frost to fall so early. Originally, in previous years, it was not until December that there was a little frost, but this year's winter solstice has not yet arrived, and this frost has been beaten. ”

Not really.

In this warm zone where the four seasons are like spring, the temperature of the four seasons will not vary greatly, the hottest time in summer is more than 30 degrees, and in winter there will be more than 10 or 20 degrees.

In this way, not only can there be no snow in this mountain, but there is also very little frost, and it is generally only when December is extremely cold, a little frost will fall to indicate the arrival of winter.

Historically, the frost that used to fall was not very thick, and it often dispersed as soon as the wind blew without affecting the crops.

But who knows, this year's weather is so weird, not only is it cold early, but the frost is also very heavy, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden are directly frozen. This is too much.

"But it doesn't matter. Wu Cuimei said with relief, "The sky is going to frost, people want to eat food, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden are gone, but I think the red-backed vegetables that grow in the corners are still fine, we can eat red-backed vegetables." ”

Liu Qingshan: Vomit~~~

The fear of being dominated by redback escalated in an instant!