Lin Qingqing didn't lie, she did have a lot of ideas in her head. Although most of them are derived from online novels, no specific practice has been carried out. However, people's creative power is infinite, as long as there is a vague idea and direction, and work hard to study it, you will also make some achievements.

For example, when she mentioned farming and building a house, when she lived with Liang in the past, she also secretly inquired about it. There is no doubt that the farming industry here is still in the era of slash-and-burn farming, and the yields are extremely low. Although she doesn't know how to farm, she knows that if she wants to grow food well, she depends on fertilizer.

And fertilizer, in addition to plant ash, is human and animal manure. Ahem, although poop is annoying, it is still very precious in the era when there is no chemical fertilizer.

Inexplicably, Lin Qingqing remembered the story her grandmother told her before. The grandmother of the Lin family is a long-lived person, in her eighties, she is still in good health, and her ears and eyes are clear. The small vegetable patch in front of his house is very neatly picked, and the vegetables grown can not be eaten all year round. There are also a few local chickens next to it, and the eggs laid are used to give away. There's no way, the era in which Lin Qingqing lived was like that, and it was a rare thing to grow up eating green vegetable leaves.

Well, that's a long way off. Having said that, Grandma Lin is also a person who has lived a hard life. Born before the founding of the People's Republic of China, after the sweep of the devils of the island country, he also participated in the large-scale construction after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is said that in those days, there were people in the village who picked up dung. Carrying a basket on his back and a forked stick, he got up before dawn every day, walked along the village road to the mountain, and picked up the dung of cows and horses when he saw it.

In the eyes of people of that era, feces were all good things. This is what makes the crops grow well. I can't grab more food!

Lin Qingqing thought about it with her cheeks, and a smile overflowed at the corner of her mouth. When next spring comes, when she is planting, she tells the villagers that there will be more food in her field in the autumn, and she is afraid that the poop here will also become a good thing for everyone to compete for.

Speaking of the house, Lin Qingqing has thought about the problem of the kang since he lived with Liang. It's a pity that this is really technical work, and she doesn't understand anything. Only vaguely known. There is a flue under the fire pit. There had to be a chimney so that the smoke from the stove had a place to get out.

But you have to get serious and ask Lin Qingqing how this flue goes. So sorry, she doesn't know! So. People are only responsible for generating ideas and directions. It depends on everyone how to get there.

In this way, Lin Qingqing was also very proud. All the priests and wise men on the indigenous continent must be like this, right? I am only responsible for telling everyone mysteriously, I know that there is a thing or a way to keep everyone from starving and freezing. This is a thought given to me by the gods. But how to do it depends on everyone to explore!

God will not hold food in front of you with both hands.

A leap jumped up Ling's back, Lin Qingqing put his arms around his neck, and muttered, "What to do, husband, I can't figure out how to get the fire kang." Woo woo, I knew that there would be this day, and I should have memorized all the methods mentioned in the novels of the gods. ”

Ling put down the tools in his hand, turned around and kissed Lin Qingqing's face, and said, "Wife, you are already great." I'm so proud of you! You guy, play by yourself, I still have to think about how to get this plow, it is related to next year's harvest. Carelessly. ”

"Oh" Lin Qingqing replied, slipped off Ling, and then obediently returned to his small desk. said that it was a desk, but in fact, Ling simply ordered a small table for her according to Lin Qingqing's height, polished the table top with a bone knife, and then spread a layer of animal skin on it to prevent the uncleaned burrs on the table from pricking Lin Qingqing's hands.

This table is usually used for cooking tables, and occasionally serves as a desk for Lin Qingqing to be in a daze and think about things. Like now.

She spread a large piece of cowhide on the table, then folded a piece of charcoal that had been processed by Ling, and lay there writing and drawing.

There are a lot of things in her head, but Lin Qingqing is very afraid that if she stays here for a long time, some things will slowly fade away. So she decided to record it, and wrote down everything she knew and what she wanted to do.

Just like the big classification of farming, it includes tools, fertilizers, planting methods, crop types, and so on. Especially the types of crops, Lin Qingqing feels that this is too discoverable.

In fact, as a housegirl, Lin Qingqing's attention to things has always been inseparable from eating, drinking, and living. Nothing else, she doesn't care.

Of course, Lin Mushroom Liang always believes that this is the most basic thing for social development. As for productivity? If you don't have the desire to eat and drink, why do you have the idea of increasing productivity?

People are only motivated to change when they want to live better!

According to the experience she summed up after reading so many masterpieces, Lin Qingqing felt that after solving the problem of farming and building a house, the next step was to work hard to become well-off. For example, to get an animal breeding or something, such as improving everyone's diet, so that everyone's physical development is more balanced, so that husband and wife can be harmonious, work hard to create people, and increase the population growth rate of the village.

After these days, Lin Qingqing finally figured out why people here attached so much importance to the issue of heirs. The hunting and cultivation areas of each village are divided according to the size of the village's population. A village with a large number of people is theoretically more divided; A village with few people naturally has fewer points.

Of course, in addition to population, force is also an important basis for dividing territory. But at the end of the day, it's the population that ultimately decides. If a village has fewer people living than dying for several years in a row, and the population continues to grow negatively, then the village will be removed from its independent hunting territory and will be assigned to another village.

To be sure, the annexed village is having a hard time. Otherwise, Shi and they wouldn't be so worried, so they had to force a physically fit man like Ling to get married and have children as soon as possible.

Obviously, you don't want to waste the productivity of any stallion!

However, Lin Qingqing frowned, since women are so scarce, why is there no phenomenon of co-wife and wife? Ahem, ahem, of course, you can't think much about it. Monogamy is best, and she assures that she is not greedy.

The man of his own family was so active in his own efforts to create the first ploughing tool in primitive society according to his own ideas. Lin Qingqing felt that she should also be diligent and not lazy.

Get up and go to the stove to warm up the hot water and get ready to cook. The stored dried vegetables haven't been eaten much, so Lin Qingqing decided to have a fungus fried meat and mushroom fried meat at noon today. Her man's breath has been getting heavier and heavier lately, he must have eaten too much meat!

The fungus and mushrooms were dried and originally kept in the stove. So Lin Qingqing directly opened the wooden barrel by himself, grabbed a small basin and soaked it in water. When all the preparations were done, she was idle, so she leaned over to the door and gently opened a small crack. Look out.

There was another heavy snowfall last night. This morning, Ling didn't stop when he got up to carry firewood. Lin Qingqing tentatively opened the door, afraid that the snow would be too thick and directly drowned her. Although there is no shortage of food and drink at home, most of the things are in the cellar. There was only three to five days' worth of food in the stove.

If it accumulates too deeply. I'm afraid that it's not convenient to shovel snow.

Struggling to push open a crack in the door. A cold wind blew in. Rao is Lin Qingqing wore a hat and a mask, and also felt the pain of the wind blowing on his face like a knife.

She looked up. The eyes were full of snow. The grass hut in the courtyard was mostly buried in the snow, and only the top half was still visible. With his eyes rolling, Lin Qingqing looked at Liang's residence again.

Since her menstrual period came and her identity was revealed, Liang moved out. Lin Qingqing guessed that the guy might think that she was useless and there was no need to cultivate, so he didn't waste time and energy on her. After all, what he is chasing is not love, but a woman who can give him a child.

Although Aya is a leader, she is not the only woman in the village. Liang couldn't catch up for a long time, and coupled with the mess between Aya and Ling and Lin Qingqing, Liang was afraid that he already had the idea of changing in his heart.

Lin Qingqing's words are not unfounded. A few days ago, Ling went out on patrol, and heard that Liang had recently gotten close to another woman in the village. The woman had previously had a partner and had a child. But in a battle when a fierce beast attacked the village, her man was seriously injured and died. The woman is now on her own, often surrounded by men, but she has not settled down.

Lin Qingqing felt that if Liang was chasing hard, there should be no problem.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qingqing looked at Liang's house again. It's weird, could it be that she remembered it wrong? But Liang's house is on the other side, why can't he see it now?

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, Lin Qingqing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly greeted his man. "Ling, Ling! Come here, it's a big deal! ”

Ling Zheng was there with a bone knife to cut wood, and when he heard Lin Qingqing's shout, his hand shook, and he hurriedly threw things and ran to the stove room. As he ran, he shouted, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Don't be afraid, wife, I'm here! ”

"What's wrong?" Ling looked at Lin Qingqing carefully, his hands constantly groping for her.

Lin Qingqing shook her head and said, "I'm fine." It's someone else who has something to do. Lin Qingqing let go of the position at the door and said to Ling, "Husband, take a look, is Liang's house gone?" It was snowy last night, and he—he couldn't have been crushed under the snow, right? "Well, that's how it should be. No matter how sturdy the house is, it won't be blown away by the wind.

Ling's face froze, he leaned to the door to look outside, nodded and said, "It's gone." I guess the house collapsed and was crushed under the snow. Qingqing, you stay at home, I'll go out and have a look. ”

Hearing that Liang's house had collapsed before, Ling was really glad that his girl insisted on building a house at this time. Otherwise, there would be one more person he had to save by pulling the snow at this time.

Lin Qingqing nodded and said obediently: "You go quickly." Husband, stay safe, I'm waiting for you at home. How about stir-fried meat with fungus and mushrooms at noon? ”

Ling leaned over and kissed Lin Qingqing on the forehead and said, "Okay." After a pause, he added, "Don't worry, I'll take care of safety." "Well, I'll rescue Liang too.

Removing the identity of the former rival, Liang is actually a very capable person. The skills are also counted in the village. Winter is the hardest time to endure, and such a skilled companion cannot afford to fold in such a trivial matter.

Ling pushed open the door, pulled out a sturdy wooden shovel from the snowdrift next to the door, and walked in the direction of the beam house.

It was snow-white and there were no markers, making it difficult to discern the direction. Fortunately, Liang's house was not far from Lin Qingqing's house, and Ling remembered the relative position, so he found his position in the snow.

When I got closer, I saw that the house had collapsed, and all the wood was hidden in the snow. Only part of it was exposed, but it was also covered with a shallow layer of snowflakes. If you don't look closely, you really don't know that a house has collapsed here.

Ling stood on the side and shouted loudly to the bottom: "Liang, are you there?" Can you hear me? Are you okay? ”

After shouting for three or five minutes, Ling didn't wait for Liang's response, but ushered in the patrol team.

The man at the head beckoned to Ling and asked, "Ling, what are you doing here?" I am not at home to accompany the woman on a cold day, and I run out to blow the wind! ”

Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth and shouted, "Qi, Liang's house has collapsed, I'm afraid he will be crushed inside." I'm calling him here! ”

"What?!" Qi exclaimed, "Liang's house collapsed again?" Are you all right? Is it still inside? Hurry up, brothers, all take a hand. ”

When the members of the patrol heard this, they all rushed to Ling's side, shouting and helping to clear the snow and move wood. Every year, I don't know how many houses in the village are crushed by heavy snow, and most of the patrol personnel have participated in rescue missions and have enough experience.

It didn't take long for everyone to hear Liang's response. Listening to that voice, it may be injured. Everyone was in a hurry, and the movements of his subordinates were a little faster.

When the wood was halfway moved and the sound of the beams became clearer, the wind slowly stopped. Everyone's tense hearts relaxed a little. Just now, the strong wind blew snowflakes all over the sky, and the people who made it were often blinded and delayed their work.

Now that there is no wind, everyone is relaxed, and while the movements of his subordinates are speeding up, they don't forget to laugh at Liang a few words: "You kid is a good life." Every time you are buried in snow, you can be found in time. Last time it was Shi, this time it's Ling, good luck! ”

"That's it, I heard that this time it's still a female doll, oh no, it's Qing, Qing who found out that your house collapsed first."

……

Liang lay on his back on the ground, listening to the noisy chatter outside, touching his thigh that was hit by Fang Liang with one hand, rubbing it with the other hand to find a piece of jerky, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it.

If he could, I really hoped that the person who saved him was not Ling!

But even if it's Ling, there's nothing to say. It's just a very normal thing, and there's nothing to worry about. (To be continued......)

ps: Three more ......