At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Sophia grazes on the hillside with a herd of goats.

The scattered chickens and disobedient piglets have been driven back early, and these animals that don't like to eat grass have to eat another meal in the evening.

Sophia was still young and thin, and Sariel always gave her some light work.

It's like Andrew did with Sariel.

Sophia wore a plain skirt with circles and layers of fabric.

The innermost part was a thin linen shirt, a woolen scarf over the shoulder, and a full-length skirt made of rough material like a carpet and blanket.

It would be colder in the evening, and Sophia was wearing a woolen scarf from Sariel.

A long rectangular scarf encircled her neck and cheeks, and Sophia sat on the hillside looking at the mountain road in the distance.

Clear rivers pass in the distance, and winding mountain roads disappear into the slopes of the mountains, disappearing at the end of the view.

Sophia could see the snow-capped peaks in the distance, but she couldn't see the outside world in the distance, which was obscured by the peaks and trees.

Goats and sheep graze quietly, and this is their paradise.

Sophia was used to breathing, and she didn't feel much fresh air, and she was a little sullen.

No one likes to be alone.

Sophia doesn't like it, Saliel doesn't like it, and Lawrence doesn't like it either.

The sun was about to set, and Sophia was worried about Lawrence.

In her expectant eyes, Lawrence quickly appeared far, far away, coming out of the back of the obstructive hillside and slowly approaching this side along the winding mountain road,

Sophia stood up happily and waved excitedly over there. "Master!!"

The sound of crisp joy echoed in the mountains, and the echo could be faintly heard.

Lawrence in the distance soon heard Sophia's shout, and he raised his hand on the back of the sheep and waved it in this direction.

However, he did not speed up, and continued to walk slowly.

The winding mountain road was twists and turns, and it would take more than ten minutes to get from where the eye could see to where she could see in front of her, but Sophia was able to wait happily.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Lawrence rode the Dom sheep back up the hillside.

Sophia happily came to Lawrence's side, tilted her head and shouted, "Master, you're back!" ”

"Sophia, there's nothing wrong with Emma's baby, I brought back a hen that was able to lay eggs."

He quickly dismounted from the domme sheep and removed the basket in which the hen was in it, and tied the reins of the domme sheep to the saddle.

Sophia happily picked up the rattan basket containing the hen and said happily: "The master's property has increased again!" ”

Lawrence touched Sophia's head, feeling her hair dry again.

Because of the frequent meat eating here, there is also more oil, water and salt, which is more likely to produce oil than Emma's family, and it is easier to produce crystalline salt grains in the hair.

Lawrence decided to give Sophia a shower, preferably tomorrow at noon when the weather was warmer.

But washing his feet and hands can be done today, and Lawrence decided to wash his feet himself.

Although it is a little weird, Lawrence did have a little more say after discovering Andrew's absence.

The Dom sheep did not need Lawrence's command, and began to eat a few mouthfuls of grass with his head down, and then walked towards the sheepfold.

Dom sheep and goat sheep are not the same breed, its food is more provided by the owners, so the demand for wild grass is not high.

The tall Dom sheep were the leader of the flock, and the sheep grazing nearby saw the Dom sheep walking towards the sheepfold and soon began to follow one by one.

Lawrence and Sophia stood still, also counting the number of sheep to prevent them from being lost.

"Let's go, let's go back too." Lawrence took the initiative and said, "I'll wait to get some water, and I'll wash my feet before going to bed, or every two or three days." ”

Sophia nodded in agreement, "Yes!" ”

There was no Black Death here, and people were not resistant to bathing, mainly because of the trouble of bathing.

Lawrence thought about bathing, boiling water, fetching water, fuel distribution, calculating various things along the way.

Sophia didn't want anything, and when Lawrence returned, she was relieved, and happily went into the house to discuss the hen with Sariel.

Sariel was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and after chatting with a chattering Sophia, she looked at Lawrence standing in the kitchen doorway.

"How's Emma's baby?"

Lawrence looked at the wood burning in the fire, and said casually: "Because his body has been blown by the cold wind for a long time while playing outside, I let him sleep, and the heat in his body comes out of his body, and the heat in his head is also absorbed with a wet towel, in short, it's fine." ”

"Emma gave me a chicken and a jar of butter in return, the chicken is mine, butter as a pastime when we are bored in the winter."

Lawrence stood up and took out a can of butter from the box on the side and said, "It's much better to have a sweet tooth when you're bored." ”

In fact, if you can eat sugar and fruits when you have a cold, it is good for your physical and mental health.

However, there are few vegetables here in the north, and fruits are concentrated in summer and autumn, mainly strawberries, blueberries, blackberries and other wild fruits, which are replaced by berries.

The wild fruits of this period actually have a very poor taste and are easy to be poisoned by mistake, and most people do not have the freedom to eat fruits.

Lawrence thought of sweets, and quickly raised his head and asked, "Sariel, Emma's sheep can produce goat's milk, why can't the sheep here milk sheep?" ”

Lawrence has always overlooked the broad categorization of dairy products.

"My father thinks that when my hand touches the goat's milk, it will be the size of a bean, so he won't let me milk it, and he won't raise the suckling sheep," said Sariel. ”

Lawrence quickly reacted, "I know this, some sick sheep will have chickenpox, pus and other sheep pox diseases, and shepherds and milkers who are in frequent contact with sheep will be infected. ”

"If this kind of sheep appears, you can kill it directly, otherwise it will be infected to other sheep."

Sariel looked at Lawrence curiously, "Lawrence, do you know any of this?" ”

Lawrence was shocked!

He looked at the gentle and kind Sariel, and the other party's eyes were full of curiosity.

Lawrence, however, knew very well how unreliable the girl's mouth was, and if she boasted that she was a veterinarian, she would be in big trouble later.

Sometimes livestock is much more expensive than human spirits, and it is even more unbearable.

"I don't understand." Lawrence bowed his head sullenly, like an old father who didn't say a word.

Although Lawrence said that he didn't understand, Sariel asked expectantly:

"If Nala gets sick in the future, can you help me take a look?"