The pace of winter is getting closer and closer, and one morning when Lin Qingqing got up to go to the yard to get firewood to cook, he was surprised to find that there was frost on the ground. One of her feet slipped and she almost fell to the ground.

The cold air ran down his neck and into his back, and the whole person shivered instantly. She rubbed her hands, put them to her lips and sighed, and quickly picked up a bundle of chopped branches and walked into the house. Stomping his feet, Lin Qingqing trembled, and then began to make a fire to cook.

Looking at the food on the wooden shelf, Lin Qingqing thought about it and turned out two wild ducks of more than ten catties. This thing doesn't look big, but it tastes extremely delicious. If you boil the soup, it is very nourishing. The wind outside was blowing so badly, and it was frosting again, and the two men in the family had to go up the mountain to hunt and chop wood, Lin Qingqing couldn't help, so he could only think about eating.

Think about when she was a child, when there was no heating in the house, her father would buy a lot of coal and go home every winter and make a tin stove for himself. As soon as the doors and windows are closed, only a slit is opened in the upper beam to ventilate, and the home is also very warm. The queen mother of her family often buys some chili peppers and ginger to go home, the former stir-frying, and the latter boiling soup. At that time, although the conditions were poor, she lived comfortably every winter, and rarely caught a cold.

Turning his head to look at the stove room he was in now, Lin Qingqing sighed. This is far worse than when she was a child. Not to mention the stove, there is no chili pepper and ginger. Especially Jiang, Lin Qingqing misses this thing very much.

The cold conditions here are poor, and the level of medical care is not good, if you have a cold and fever, where can you find fever-reducing herbs? But it would be different if there was ginger, although this thing was not a fetish. But you can usually drink a few more bowls of sweating, and it's okay to prevent it.

Well, of course, it would be nice if there was a fetish board blue root! But even if there is, Lin Qingqing doesn't know him.

Thinking about it like this, she felt a little melancholy, feeling that she was a homely mushroom cool, which was really useless. And when I was in college, why didn't I study a major such as Chinese medicine? Although that thing is in a recession, it is something that has been handed down by our ancestors for thousands of years. There's a lot to cover.

The men of the family have to eat. To work, Lin Qingqing didn't have the heart to simmer slowly, so he directly added a few more firewood to the fire under the stove to make it burn vigorously. But twenty minutes. The smell of meat wafted out. Lin Qingqing was wrapped in animal skin. One room after another, the two of them were called to get up, wash and eat.

When Ling and Liang Yiqiē were ready to sit on the wooden pier next to the stove and prepare to eat, Lin Qingqing's wild duck was also stewed. took the bamboo chopsticks and inserted them, but they were already stewed and rotten, and the flesh and bone were separated.

Lin Qingqing skimmed the oil flower and filled himself with a bowl of soup, then took out a small piece of breast meat from it, and gave the rest to Ling Heliang. Impartial, one person is just right.

Before Ling went out, Lin Qingqing had already prepared something for him to bring. A large bamboo tube was filled with hot water, and then a densely sewn animal skin holster was placed on the outside of the bamboo tube. The animal skin is thick and impermeable, so that the bamboo tube has some thermal insulation effect, which is just right for Ling to take out to hunt.

There is also one such water-filled bamboo tube beam, the difference is that the beam is gray, and there is nothing gray on it; Ling, on the other hand, is black, with a smiling face pattern sewn by Lin Qingqing from white animal skin scraps.

There was also a simple bamboo lunch box in the bamboo basket, about the size of an ordinary schoolbag, which contained the dried meat that Lin Qingqing had cooked a few days ago, as well as a small bowl of homemade mushroom sauce. There was no seasoning in the mushroom sauce except salt, but just like that, Ling still thought it was delicious.

As a young man in the south who is very particular about eating, he said that he is really fed up with boiling meat every day. Even if she found her own girl later, her excellent craftsmanship improved the food on the table, but it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no matter how superb Lin Qingqing's craftsmanship was, it was still an amateur level, and there was no way to refresh the quality of the food.

The appearance of the mushroom sauce made Ling feel the taste of food other than meat, and he instantly fell in love with it.

Having said that, Lin Qingqing looked at the things he had prepared for Ling, he had everything he had eaten and drunk, and the rest was the usual medicine. The hemostatic herbs she collected had long since been dried and crushed into a fine powder through a pestle. Lin Qingqing estimated that he brought a small bottle to Ling, and then stuffed a pack of animal skin bandages torn into slender strips.

After looking around and not finding anything missing, Lin Qingqing stepped forward to straighten Ling's collar, and then he held his ass in his arms with one hand and gave a lingering hot and humid kiss, and Ling's other big palm pressed Lin Qingqing's back to let her rub against his strong chest. In the end, he sighed and let go of Lin Qingqing, his eyes glared at her red lips, and sighed: "When can I live a married life?" ”

Lin Qingqing was dizzy by Ling Qin's dizziness, her brain was stirred into a mess, her round eyes looked at Ling innocently and ignorantly, and there was a trace of moist water on her pink and red lips, which was very tempting under the sunlight.

"Husband?" Lin Qingqing let out a confused voice.

Ling wailed, held the back of her head and pressed the person in her arms, then took a few deep breaths, pressed the boiling restlessness in her body, and said in a deep voice: "The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are wild beasts in the village recently, you should be careful at home and try not to go out and walk around." ”

After a pause, he added, "I have asked the patrol guards on duty in the village to help me keep an eye on our neighborhood, and he will run over immediately if there is any movement here, so don't worry too much." ”

Lin Qingqing pursed her lips and nodded: "I know everything, you have to be careful yourself, you must not be distracted when hunting, the claws of wild beasts are never merciless." Also, you should pay more attention and see if you can find some more familiar species, such as onions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers, you can find the same. With them, our winters will be better. ”

Ling had a bamboo basket on his back, and he was also holding his own weapon in his hand, and when he heard this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try my best." Leaning over and kissing Lin Qingqing on the face, Ling said, "Okay, wife, it's time for me to go." So saying, the man had already reached the door.

Lin Qingqing blinked, and suddenly remembered something. She trotted a few steps to catch up with Ling, opened her mouth and said, "Well, that, husband, there are already tens of thousands of catties of grain stored in our cellar, and it is enough for the two of us to eat." At this time, the beast is ferociously tight, if you are, if you are...... 1. We should focus on safety. ”

Ling looked at the undisguised worry on Lin Qingqing's face, couldn't help grinning, and responded, "Okay, wife, I remember." Don't worry, I'll be back with all my hands and feet. "After all, I promised you, as your private exclusive man, even if it is a little skin on my body, I have no right to damage it without your approval!

Ling went out on the front foot, and Liang followed. After the two of them left, Lin Qingqing carefully covered the wooden door in the courtyard, put on a poorly made animal skin coat and went to the kitchen to make fruit wine.

Although the harvest season has passed, the climate on the mountain is different from that below, and there are always some inaccessible places where people can pick up the spills. I have to say that Ling's luck in this regard is simply off the charts, and the four or five hundred catties of wild fruits at home are the ones he picked up.

Because he forgot whether to wash his hands and face when making wine, Lin Qingqing adhered to the principle of hygiene and cleanliness, carried two small baskets of fruits into the bucket, and then cleaned them one by one. Finally, it was poured into two wooden basins.

She has two uses for these fruits, one is to make wine in jars, and wine making does not make vinegar, anyway, it is a promising industry; For the other part, she plans to put it in a pot and cook it, and then make a fruit sauce or something.

I thought of it, because it was more troublesome to make wine, so Lin Qingqing finally decided to make fruit sauce first. This thing is simple in steps, quick to get started, fast to ship, if you get it well, Lin Qingqing and Ling will be able to eat fresh jam tonight.

Peel the core of the fruit, and then put it in the clay pot, after Lin Qingqing took the water ladle and added an appropriate amount of water, she began to boil the jam.

In the process of boiling, Lin Qingqing was not idle, and after going to the bedroom to get the animal skin, she began to make some gadgets. Gloves, socks, masks, scarves, you name it. As long as it is a winter product that can be used, Lin Qingqing does not skimp on materials, and all of them are made of animal skins. Of course, they don't have any other fabrics other than this.

What kind of cold is it in winter here, Lin Qingqing doesn't know. But this did not delay her from finding out the news from others. In addition, she had suspected that this place would collide with the Xiaoice River period before, so Lin Qingqing was actually ready to prevent the cold from winter.

The first is to hug more men and go out less. Even if there is no heating in the house, you can light a fire, burn it vigorously, and boil a pot of thick soup to drink, and the cat will not be colder in the house than outside. In addition, men are generally hot, and it is definitely the most correct choice to put them on their bodies to keep warm. However, Lin Qingqing and Ling insisted on getting the certificate first and then snapping, so they have no part in the mixed doubles sport for the time being.

Well, but other people with companions use this one often. I have nothing to do all winter, and there is no other entertainment in the village, so what else can I do but pop? But that's it, in recent years, there are still fewer cubs born in the village.

Second, eat more, drink more, and exercise more. The ability of fat to protect against the cold is known to all. Lin Qingqing used to be a slender mushroom cool, and he didn't have any excess fat on his body. But now it's different, the form has changed. If she wants to survive the winter, in addition to working external factors, she also has to pay attention to taking care of herself.

This maintenance herself, she chose to grow meat. Of course, it's not a random rise. Lin Qingqing doesn't have a lot of chestnuts, radishes, and pumpkins in his hands, all of which are good products for winter nourishment. In order to survive the winter safely, Lin Qingqing decided to drink a winter's beautiful soup this winter! (To be continued......)