As Jiang Run said, starting the next day, the temperature plummeted to minus 18 degrees, and heavy snow fell. In just one night, the snow outside the wooden house covered half of the door.
After Ye Fu woke up, he glanced out the window as usual, but his sight was blocked by snow.
After adding firewood to the fire pit, Ye Fu opened the bedroom door and found that Jiang Run was not in the wooden house.
Ye Fu quickly added firewood to the fireplace and looked outside the house. There was only a thin layer of snow on the footprints. It seemed that he had just left.
It was so cold. Ye Fu shivered and looked into the distance. There were only fir trees except snow. However, the fir trees were also covered with ice chains.
At this time, Jiang Run came back from a distance carrying two pieces of wood. Ye Fu saw that he was still wearing a thin sweater, his hair was covered with white snow, and his pale face was bloodless from the cold. He was carrying two pieces of wood on each shoulder.
A piece of wood with prey hanging on it.
"Why do you sleep so much?" After entering the yard, he threw the wood directly on the ground and placed the prey on the wooden table next to it.
"Is that much? I slept for ten hours last night."
Jiang Run looked at her seriously, "Healthy humans don't need so much sleep. You should be sick."
The snow dumpling in Ye's armrest hit him in the face the next moment.
"You're the one who's sick. Did your head get caught in the door?" Ye Fu kicked open the door and went straight back to the house.
Jiang Run glanced at the wooden house and then at the prey. He didn't realize that he had angered Ye Fu again, and he asked persistently, "Are you ready to eat?"
"Eat your shit."
"I can't do this." He replied seriously.
Jiang Run wiped the snow off his face, took off the knife from his body, and began to process the prey he brought back.
Ye Fu took out a pack of mustard and decided to teach Jiang Chong a small lesson and make him pay for his nonsense.
Ye Fu felt like a vicious bad woman at this moment. She was so jealous of others that she could only keep using tricks behind her back.
She showed an evil smile, what should I do? She is just evil.
Ye Fu took out two boxes of pure milk and a can of tea. She planned to make two cups of milk tea. Of course, someone's cup would have to be added with some condiments.
The milk tea was turbid and it was hard to tell if it had added ingredients. As long as he drank it, Ye Fu guaranteed that he would not be able to speak for three days.
Add white sugar to the tea leaves and fry until it turns into caramel color. Add a bowl of water and bring to a boil. Add two cartons of milk and a small piece of brown sugar to deepen the color.
After the milk tea is boiled, filter out the tea leaves, divide it into two cups, squeeze half a stick of mustard into one cup, and stir evenly.
Ye Fu went out with the milk tea and saw that Jiang Run had skinned all the prey, so he handed him the milk tea.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Jiang Run... my back feels a little cold.
"What's this?"
"Drink. You went out to hunt again today. I made this specially for you."
After he took it, he took a sip of the milk tea regardless of how hot it was. Ye Fu looked at his face, which showed no change, and he didn't even frown.
Doesn't he have a sense of taste? It shouldn't be that when he eats meat, he can still taste the saltiness of salt.
Ye Fu just looked at him and finished the drink without changing her expression. She looked at the milk tea in her hand. Could it be that she gave it by mistake?
"Why don't you drink?"
He looked at Ye Fu with clear eyes, as if all conspiracies had nowhere to hide in his eyes. Ye Fu twitched the corners of her lips and took a sip. It was very sweet and not spicy, so she drank it with confidence.
"It's very sweet. Do you want another drink?"
Jiang Run looked at her deeply, then immersed himself in his work and ignored her.
Ye Fu took the cup he placed on the snowdrift and hurried back to the cabin. She smelled it gently, and it was so pungent that he didn't react at all. What a cruel person.
When Jiang Run outside the house saw Ye Fu walking away, he slapped his stomach hard twice and vomited out what he had just drank.
He took a mouthful of snow before suppressing the spicy taste in his mouth.
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In the afternoon, Jiang Run went out to chop down trees again with an axe. Ye Fu took out the chainsaw and gave it to him. Since he likes to work, let him do as much as he can.
"It won't work."
Ye Fu gave him a demonstration, but Jiang Run still shook his head. She had no choice but to put on her coat, wrap herself up tightly and go out with him.
"Why do you love working so much?"
Jiang Run turned around and looked at her with deep eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I made a mistake. You just can't sit still."
"It's what you said. I can't be idle when I live here. I have to work hard, clean, chop trees, chop wood, and hunt. I'm doing all that."
Ye Fushan smiled.
"Very good, keep it up."
Jiang Run didn't say anything and continued walking forward. Ye Fu stepped on his footsteps and struggled to keep up with him.
The two of them switched back and forth between butchers and lumberjacks. Their daily routine was either hunting or cutting down trees.
Ever since Jiang Run appeared, all the trees and animals in Suiyun Mountain have been trembling.
"Just right here." Jiang Run stopped and looked back at Ye Fu.
Just as Ye Fu was about to take out the chain saw, a gust of cold wind blew her down. The wind blew the snow past her head, and Ye Fu's hat was crooked. Just as she was about to get up, Jiang Run came over with a single
He picked her up with his hands, like plucking a carrot.
Ye Fu adjusted his hat and was about to thank him when he sneezed again and all the mucus bubbles came out of his nose.
The death only occurred in an instant. Ye Fu looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was angry about why he didn't wear a mask.
Jiang Run looked at her snot bubbles and silently moved away from her. Ye Fu suddenly had a heart attack. When someone first appeared, he smelled worse than the maggots fished out of the cesspit. How dare he dislike her?
Ye Fu wiped his nose, turned on the chain saw silently, walked to a fir tree, and started sawing directly.
"Buzz..." The sound of the chainsaw resounded throughout the mountain col. When the fir tree was about to break, she ran away, leaving Jiang Run alone under the tree.
Jiang Run quickly arrived next to her and couldn't help but lift her up, trying to lift her further away.
Ye Fu kicked up his feet to kick him, but he threw him into the snow.
"Bah..." Ye Fu spat out the snow in his mouth and stared at her fiercely.
"why are you mad?"
Ye Fu was speechless, "Are you angry if I throw you into the snow?"
He shook his head.
"It's because your center of gravity is unstable. You can't blame me." After saying that, he walked over and picked up the chain saw and cut the fallen fir tree into small pieces.
Ye Fu snorted and stopped worrying about it. He put the sawed wood into the space. His efficiency in cutting down trees was much higher than that of Ye Fu. He cut a mountain in one day.
The two men had a clear division of labor. While Jiang Run was cutting down trees, Ye Fu also took the time to hunt a pheasant.
"What skill is this?"
On the way back, Jiang Run couldn't help but wonder why Ye Fu's space couldn't be filled even though he put so many things in it every day, like a bottomless pit.
"Have you ever heard of the right hand of God? This is the left hand of God."
The corner of Jiang Run's mouth twitched slightly, and Ye Fu suspected that he had seen it wrong.
Obviously, he didn't believe it.
This chapter has been completed!