Tang Xue seemed to have found a knack for weaving a scarf, and when Jing Yuan looked at her again, she lowered her head and held a woolen needle in her hand, and the gray wool thread was intertwined and gradually turned into a strip.

She used coarse wool, and she also used thick needles, the yarn was spiral-shaped, knotted and wound around a thick needle, her fingers were very dexterous, Kyungwon couldn't understand her technique, and those wool threads were wrapped together as if by magic.

She said she knitted the scarf first, the gloves were too difficult, and she needed to study it a little more.

Kyungwon gradually got used to days like this, used to her always sitting behind him when he was burning the fire, and sometimes he just wanted to look back and see her looking down and fiddling with needlework.

Today's snow was lighter, and Kyungwon took a file and spear and knocked down the icicles hanging on the eaves, a total of fifteen icicles, some long, some short, he wore gloves, held these icicles in his hands, and stabbed the air like a fencer, playing happily.

He shoveled the snow in front of the garage, opened the garage, checked the condition of the agricultural tricycle, took the lube in his hand to oil the rusty parts, wiped the dust with a handkerchief, took a bucket of water, and simply cleaned the car.

In addition, he found a bicycle in a nearby house, the original one has fallen in the north of the city, although he likes that one very much, but he doesn't want to experience the torture of walking from the south of the city to the north of the city again, although the south of the city to the north of the city is only about twelve kilometers in total, but it feels like walking 108,000 miles, which is more difficult than the nine nine hundred and eighty-one that Tang Seng went from the Tang Dynasty to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures.

The new bike is of good quality, found in the basement of a certain villa, a lightweight mountain bike, much lighter than the original one, and a lot less rust on the chain.

It's just that this one didn't have baskets on the front and rear of the car, and the owner of the old car probably often rode it to the market to buy vegetables, but the owner of the new car only regarded riding as a hobby.

He still liked the original car with a basket, so he personally loaded the new car with an iron basket, which was firmly attached to the front of the car with anchors and iron plates.

Unfortunately, he couldn't test the car, the snow was so thick that even the tires of his bicycle would get stuck in the snow, and he couldn't ride anymore.

Tang Xue told him that this year's winter was much colder than usual, and the snow in previous years was not so thick.

In this kind of snow, the best means of transportation are sleds and hovercraft, but he does not have sled dogs who can pull sleds.

As for the hovercraft, if Tang Xue hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that there was such a thing as a hovercraft.

Tang Xue said that the hovercraft can not only drive on the snow, but also on the sea and the lake, and the speed can reach 50 knots, which is much faster than ordinary boats, and the feeling of driving is similar to driving.

She said that the hovercraft she had sat on was like a UFO, with a circle of air cushions around it, and the driver's seat covered by transparent glass, round, flattened, air-conditioned, able to listen to music, and moving smoothly on the snow.

Kyungwon asked her, how do you know it's almost the same as driving? You were very young at the time, and you drove a car, right?

She said that her father would drive a hovercraft, and he traveled to the north that year, and let her try it by the way, and as for driving, she also learned it, and she learned it privately, but because of her age, she didn't get an official driver's license.

It's really not comparable, and I don't know how big the gap is between people.

When Jingyuan was as old as Tang Xue, the most anticipated entertainment activity every day was to watch TV, and he went to the farthest and most interesting place, that is, the night market in the county town, because the night market was selling a lot of delicious snacks, such as grilled sausages and fried potatoes, and he could also pick a pirated disc for five yuan on those pirated disc tricycles with "love trading", take it back and stuff it into the DVD player to watch it slowly.

At that time, he often saw advertisements for KFC and Pizza Hut on TV, and often clamored for pizza and hamburgers, and his parents did take him to eat, but he only ate hamburgers, not pizza, because there were no Pizza Hut and KFC stores in the small county town at all.

The burger he ate was not called KFC, he had forgotten what it was called, he only remembered that when he first ate the burger, he hated the white sauce in it, and those raw vegetable leaves, he only ate a slice of bread, and half a meatloaf, not even sandwiched together, he ate the rest of the bread and meatloaf, Dad was reluctant to lose it, so he ate it for him.

Tang Xue asked him if he was happy when he ate the hamburger, and he said that the hamburger was not delicious, so he was not happy, but later his parents took him to the night market again and bought him new clothes and snacks, and then he felt very happy again.

Tang Xue said that her father and mother never took her to the night market, when she was very young, her parents separated, and she spent most of her time alone, she said that she also wanted to go to the night market, she had not been there, but it seemed that there was no chance.

This winter, it is indeed very unsuitable to go out, and Jingyuan has been nesting at home without waiting for that sunny day.

He found two smooth pieces of wood and tried to learn to ski, but he didn't know if it was because of the problems with the ski slope he had built, or if his skiing skills were too poor, and the speed of skiing was very unsatisfactory and laborious, so it was better to use it.

There is a person who is talking, and he is alone in the room, which is not depressing.

On the night of the eighth day, he turned on the generator again to charge his desk lamp, game console and laptop.

On this day, he turned on the lights in the living room and turned on the air conditioner.

The room was bright and warm, and everywhere was clean, as if it had returned to modern society.

Tang Xue said that when she stood up, it shouldn't be a big problem, she said that she wanted to make dinner, and Jingyuan would light the fire for her, and when the fire was hot, he would help her to the stove.

She didn't rush to do it, but weighed the kitchen knife and cutting board, her movements were a little rusty at first, but she quickly got into a state, and for a while she actually went through four cooking procedures at the same time.

After tasting the soup and cutting on the cutting board, I had just washed the used pot from putting the sliced tomatoes and lettuce on the plate.

Only then did Kyungwon understand that tomato peeling could be soaked in hot water first, and then soaked in cold water, so she crossed and slashed the tomato twice, grabbed the mustard leaf, and peeled it gently, as if taking off her clothes, and peeled off the tomato skin.

From behind, her body is really slender, like a gust of wind can blow her, her hair is pulled up, coiled on her head, wearing a white apron, her movements are busy, but orderly, her kitchen experience is indeed much richer than that of Jing Yuan.

She cooked sweet potato porridge, stewed tomato nan, fried lettuce and bacon slices, inserted a sausage with a cleaned woolen needle, the roasted oil was fragrant, and buried two baked potatoes in the embers, and when they were clamped out with fire tongs, a good smell of burnt smell wafted out.

Jing Yuan smelled a very fragrant smell, but he couldn't taste the sweet, sour, bitter and salty, and suddenly felt very sad.

So fragrant grilled sausages, he can't even eat a little taste, but it is indeed much better than the coarse tea and light rice he eats on weekdays, Tang Xue's stewed porridge is smooth and thick, like drinking white fungus soup without sugar, in addition to tomatoes, there are white radish, lettuce and potatoes in the tomato, the potatoes are soft, the taste is like bean paste, the lettuce melts as soon as it is sipped, the white radish is crystal clear, the skin is also peeled clean, and you will not eat the kind of silk that can't be chewed.

Lettuce bacon slices, as well as sausages, are only for Jing Yuan to eat, Tang Xue said that she doesn't dare to eat bacon and sausages yet.

Ceiling lamps shine brightly, and they sit facing each other at the table, eating with bowls.

A table of dishes was steaming, Kyungwon, peeling the baked potatoes, thinking that it would be nice if he wasn't this picture of a ghost and a ghost.

But how to say it, if he wasn't like this, he wouldn't have been able to eat here so peacefully, it was the convenience that this body brought him that allowed him to live so stress-free, if he was just an ordinary human being, all this would not have happened, he would have died in the center of the city, eaten clean by those dense monsters.

(End of chapter)