In the morning, Zhang Xiangyang was not the first to wake up.

Zhang Xiangyang was awakened by the movement of getting up, opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

The weeds and hides on the body slowly fall off, and the hay can't have a high thermal insulation effect, and the main body of insulation is the special insulation design of the earthen house, the fire in the room and the animal skins on the body, as well as the body temperature of the companions.

Looking at Wu Sang, whose body was half pressed against him, Zhang Xiangyang looked away again.

After Fan Bin died, the number of three people on the boys' side returned, but the position on the women's side was still the same, so Wu Sang could only sleep here.

When the house was first designed, it was not designed with the ondol in mind, so it is particularly difficult now.

Zhang Han proposes to put ashes in the pit below that can continue to emit residual heat, so that the people above will be much warmer.

This idea was rejected by Zhang Xiangyang because it was too dangerous.

The pit below is a refuge for emergencies, and it is also the product of Zhang Xiangyang smashing it out little by little!

Before the situation reached a certain point of seriousness, Zhang Xiangyang did not allow anyone to occupy this refuge because of the slightest difficulty.

The first to get up was Wan Jing, Wan Jing has always had the ability to go to bed late and get up early, usually not if she can't sleep, she is the first to wake up.

Zhang Xiangyang quickly remembered about the wild boar, stood up and walked out of the haystack.

Because of the weather, no one will take off their clothes when they sleep, and they can generally put on their shoes when they get up.

Wu Sang quickly squatted on the bed vigilantly because of Zhang Xiangyang's movements, and only breathed a sigh of relief after realizing the specific situation.

"Early." Zhang Xiangyang greeted Wu Sang, who was squaaning there with his hands balanced.

Wu Sang got up slowly and replied, "Morning." ”

Zhang Xiangyang put on his shoes and said, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

"Together." Wu Sang also walked out, sat next to him and began to put on his shoes.

At this time, the rest of the people also woke up one after another, Zhang Bin sat up and said, "Morning, it's really cold this day......

Lingling stepped on the little leather boots, and soon ran to the fire, and leaned against Wan Jing in a wolfskin cloak, "It's much warmer~"

There is simply not enough animal skins, and the jackals are too small in size, at most to make a vest, which cannot protect the legs and arms at all.

Now the resources are mainly concentrated on the bedding, so the clothes on everyone's body are actually autumn clothes at most.

Wan Jing threw a piece of firewood into the fire and said, "Warm up and go out, I boiled hot soup." ”

The rest of the people came over one after another, but it was warmer on the side of the fire.

Zhang Xiangyang went out to take a look, there was still snow from yesterday outside, the air was dry and cold, and the wind was biting.

Except for some messy pig's trotter prints, there were no imprints that extended farther away, which made Zhang Xiangyang feel a little relieved.

The weather is still so gloomy, and a second snow could fall at any time.

Zhang Xiangyang returned from the toilet, looked at the snow in the clay pot next to him, and said after entering the house: "Wan Jing, have you collected the snow?" ”

Wan Jing looked at the broth in the pot and said, "The collection from the jujube tree is not clean, and the snow is stained with too much dust to accumulate like water, and it is all attached to the surface. ”

Zhang Xiangyang walked over and began to tie his legs next to the fire, and said: "This weather is colder than we expected, and while it is not too cold now, I plan to go out and collect some things to come back, such as wood and food." ”

Ling Ling looked at Zhang Xiangyang and said hesitantly: "There's no need, isn't there enough to eat now?" ”

Zhang Xiangyang lowered his head and tied the rope, "We came here for the first time, and no one can be sure when the winter in this place will pass, and it will be too late to look for it when we need it." ”

Lu Shiqin doesn't see it that way, "Although we haven't experienced the winter here, but the animals have experienced it, and I think the wild boar should not give birth in winter." ”

Zhang Xiangyang stood up and looked at Lu Shiqin, "Then what if it's still autumn?" If the real winter has not yet come, we will start to sit and eat until it is colder

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