In the days when winter was approaching, Qin Yue was extremely busy, storing food non-stop, and also set up a grass hut next to the wooden house, full of firewood.

The wind surging from time to time outside the house seemed to herald the coming of winter, and the wind was blowing the thatch, making Qin Yue worry about whether this corner of the hut could survive the cold winter in the boundless plain.

During these days, thanks to frequent running, squat, stretching exercises and other exercises, Qin Yue can now carry two buckets of water without panting. Still standing on that line and never moving forward, the wooden arrows she shot were already worthy of a wooden rake, but their strength was particularly insufficient.

After days of windy clouds, Qin Yue and Liang Jian decided to put a wooden fence around the circle next to the trench that day.

Originally, Qin Yue wanted to wait until spring to plant a circle of thorns, and when the thorn flowers bloomed, it could be regarded as a small courtyard with a pleasant fragrance of flowers.

It's just that the wind that has been blowing down countless dried fish on the poles erected in the yard has made her days of hard work stained with dust, and she can't help but feel depressed.

Thinking that a wooden fence would add some resistance to the wind, that things in the yard would not blow outside, and that clothes could be dried, I put it on the agenda.

The two men first carried stone axes, cut wood and carried it to the open space in the courtyard, and then dug a half-deep hole in the trench, buried the severed calf-thick trunk in it, and threw gravel and mud from the river into the pit.

There was a real circle, and only a gap was left in front of the gate of the hut, where the broken timber had been placed, which had been used as a single-plank bridge, but now it was thrown away, and the trunk of the tree was tied side by side into a raft and erected on the trench.

Qin Yue stepped on it happily, and it was quite sturdy.

The wooden fence around the trench was tight but there were gaps, Qin Yue's thoughts had not changed, when spring came, he still wanted to move some thorns in the jungle and plant them, so he had to leave a place.

Liang Jian had his own ideas about the gap, he erected two round thick logs on the left and right of the gap, the bottom was firmly sunk into the mud, and the top was set up with a shelf and thatched, with a circle of wooden fences, like the firewood gate in front of the deep mountain courtyard in the ancient poem.

Unexpectedly, he still had such poetry, Qin Yue smiled and squinted his eyes and teased him, "I thought you were a boring engineering man." ”

"Don't you like it?" Liang Jian asked rhetorically.

Qin Yue was stunned, and quickly reacted, he catered to her preferences, and suddenly fell silent, busy admiring it carefully, and was very satisfied.

"Well, I love it. She whispered, and heard a happy chuckle again.

Liang Jian gently hooked her lips and did not speak again.

There is a wooden door fixed on the inside of the wooden door, which looks very simple, and the tips of the branches with gaps are still uneven, but it is quite wild here.

The raft that replaced the single-plank bridge had other uses, and was fixed to the two ends of the wooden posts at the bottom of the wooden house, and two thick ropes were tied at the other end, and the ropes were passed through the horizontal timbers under the thatched eaves of the wooden door, and fixed to the logs nailed into the ground on both sides of the door.

This thick rope is pulled up, and the raft is firmly attached to it, similar to the suspension bridge on the moat in front of the ancient city wall, which can be defended and traveled.

Qin Yue was amazed, this was much stronger than the previous single-plank bridge, God knows that she looked frightened when she walked back across the single-plank bridge, for fear of falling into the ditch.

She touched here and there, and was very satisfied with the renovation of the yard, and generously gave Liang Jian a fragrant kiss, which caused him to laugh helplessly.

Early the next morning, Liang Jian went out hunting, Qin Yue got up under the full sunshine, took a mouthwash cup and a wooden basin and went out, and washed up briefly.

She discarded the branch brush that often plugged between her teeth, finely cut a toothbrush-shaped wooden strip, drilled a small hole with a sharp bone needle, threaded the boar hair into it and fixed it thinly, and after carefully trimming it with scissors, an ancient toothbrush was baked.

She made a toothbrush for Liang Jian in the same way, so these days the two of them use homemade toothbrushes, sprinkled with fine salt to brush their teeth, and they suddenly feel a lot of oral cleanliness.

The only regret is that she can only wash her hair and bathe with clean water, and in order to avoid her hair from being oily and unclean, she will smear it with plant ash and wash it every four or five days.

The clothes were also disinfected and cleaned with plant ash, Qin Yue couldn't help but sigh, in the era when there was no soap, plant ash was really omnipotent.

Even her aunt, who had come several times in the past few months, had sewn thin animal skins into menstrual belts with grass and wood ash, a method she had not learned from the tribe. The women of the Black Rock tribe all took a stone chip or a leaf to scrape off the dirty blood that flowed from between their legs, and then they were busy carelessly, and Qin Yue was dumbfounded at that time.

In short, this is an extremely backward era, Qin Yue is a contented and happy person, and she is very satisfied with the life she has now.

She stood outside the house, looking up at the cloudless clear sky, the blue of which she had only seen before, but it was everywhere.

She circled the hut like a king inspecting the territory, and scanned the whole courtyard, thinking that a few fruit trees would be planted in the spring of the next year, in front of the house and behind the house, and that she would be able to eat the fruit in the autumn and in the shade in the middle of summer.

Liang Jian went out, Qin Yue hurriedly turned around, and went out alone to run in a circle, do squats, and after a series of exercises, his face was a lot ruddy.

Qin Yue looked at his arms and thighs, and always felt that he was not as thin as before, and he didn't know if he would grow strong muscles in the back.

When she returned to the yard, she boiled hot water to wash her body, and when she poured water, she passed by the straw hut and thought that most of the tall firewood piled up in the straw hut had not been chopped.

Before, every time Liang Jian came back from hunting, he would split it with a stone axe, Qin Yue stopped, thinking that she was much stronger now, so she put it back in the wooden basin and took the stone axe out.

When Liang Jian came back, the sun hanging in the sky was gradually setting westward.

In the open space of the courtyard, scattered firewood was placed in a disorderly manner, and the petite figure in the center was sweating and chopping wood with a stone axe.

Liang Jian's eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and he dragged the wild antelope with one hand, leaning against the courtyard gate, and looked at her quietly.

The villain under the sunset seems to be coated with a soft light, and the sweat drips on the stone axe at the pointed chin, but there is a different kind of beauty when he looks at the person who looks like a woman.

Qin Yue couldn't move anymore, the stone axe was already a little dull, the knife edge was uneven, and it was more and more laborious to chop wood in the back. She loosened the stone axe attached to the firewood, supported her waist with one hand, wiped her sweat with the other, and when she turned sideways, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing at the firewood door.

"You're back?" she said with a smile on her face, wiping off her sweat.

Seeing the fat wild antelope at his feet, he smiled even more happily, this wild antelope looks very similar to the antelope on the earth, but the meat is delicious, thin but not firewood, especially smeared with honey is the most tender and delicious, which makes people appetize.

Liang Jian brought back honey from nowhere, and Qin Yue smeared a little bit on the barbecue, and both of them ate nearly half more than usual.

However, in a short period of time, half of the honey in the jar of fruit shells was missing, honey was scarce and precious, Qin Yue was worried that he would not have to eat it later, so he would only wipe it once in a while.

Once, when roasting wild antelope meat, she smeared it with a layer of honey and salt, and she still has a lingering aftertaste.

Seeing her staring at the wild antelope and smiling like a cat stealing a fishy cat, Liang Jian saw through her thoughts at a glance, put down her bow and arrows and a few fruits, dragged the wild antelope with one hand and threw down the sentence "I'll clean it up", and went out of the courtyard gate to the river.