Back at the wooden house, Jiang Run was shoveling snow on the roof, while Ye Fu disposed of the pheasant he had just killed and was making chicken soup tonight.
She weighed herself just now. Including her clothes and shoes, she weighed a total of 100 pounds. After all, she was 1.7 meters tall, so her weight was not bad, and the clothes and shoes on her body also weighed a little.
But this winter, she still gained a little weight.
It's good to have meat, but you have to gain weight in the winter. Look at this slap-like face, this flower-like face. Even if she weighs 150 pounds, she is still the most beautiful cub in this mountain.
Except for Jiang Run, he is not a human being.
Camellia seeds have sprouted small buds, and the leaves have been poured with nutrient solution, hoping that when spring comes, they can flush out of the soil.
The snow outside the window and door was shoveled away, and the view became wider again. Ye Fu swept the ashes out of the fireplace and lit the fire again.
When Jiang Run entered the room, Ye Fu looked at his hands and threw him a few pairs of gloves.
After dinner, the two of them sat on their own sides, Ye Fu crocheted a sweater, Jiang Run read a book, and neither disturbed the other.
"Do you still have any books?"
Ye Fu glanced at the "Basics of Building a House" in his hand, and gave him more than ten books, including essays, novels, medicine, and comics, which were enough for him to read for a long time.
For the next five days, Ye Fu did not take a step out of the wooden house. The temperature had dropped to minus 25 degrees. This temperature was already a bit uncomfortable for Ye Fu. She was unwilling to take a step out.
Jiang Run went hunting and cut down trees as usual every day. After returning, he processed the prey and shoveled the snow. Ye Fu saw that he had put on his coat and gloves in the past two days. It seemed that he could feel the cold at this temperature.
Doumiao and Luoluo have already shown some symptoms of illness. Ye Fu has no idea what to do with small animals and doesn't know how to check for symptoms.
The two little guys were very sick and lying in the nest without eating or drinking. Ye Fu moved them to the fireplace and took out two stoves and placed them next to them.
The condition of the bean sprouts was better. It was probably not adapted to the sudden drop in temperature, and the fall was a bit severe. Overnight, the colorful feathers on its long tail began to fall off, and several pieces of feathers on its body were also bald.
Ye Fu took out some granules from the space, mixed them with water, and wanted to feed them, but Luoluo smelled the medicine, and her eyes immediately turned white, which frightened Ye Fu.
"What's wrong?"
As soon as Jiang Run came back, he saw Ye Fufu looking in a hurry. Ye Fu suddenly had an idea when he saw him.
"Give me a little bit of your blood, just two drops."
Jiang Run looked at the two little guys, walked to the bean sprout, and picked it up.
"They're dying."
Ye Fu nodded, "I know, so I need you to save these poor animals. How about eating roast suckling pig tonight?"
Jiang Run put down the bean sprouts and lifted Luoluo up.
"This one won't live more than an hour."
"Add another roast chicken and a plate of braised pork."
Jiang Run looked at Ye Fu and continued, "Add another dish of boiled fish."
He is really good at it, he just sits down and raises the price.
Ye Fu nodded, "Okay, I'll go prepare now."
Jiang Run cut his fingers, pinched Luo Luo's lower tongue, and squeezed in two drops of blood the moment he opened his mouth.
He squeezed two more drops into the bean sprouts. It was obvious that he liked the bean sprouts better.
Ye Fu felt relieved, turned around and entered the kitchen to start cooking for his "savior".
"How are they doing?"
Jiang Run's expression was stiff, "It seems like he is dead."
Ye Fu rushed over and saw Doumiao and Luoluo lying motionless in the nest.
Ye Fu touched it and found that his body was soft and warm, and he was not dead.
"It's not dead. It may take some time to calm down."
Jiang Run glanced at the food that had been prepared and looked at Ye Fu faintly, "Can I eat?"
"I didn't stop you from eating." Ye Fu was worried about the two little guys and also looked a little languid.
"That's good. Your expression is not very good. I thought you were going to chop me with a knife again."
After saying that, he walked straight to the dining table and started eating by himself.
Seeing his heartless look, Ye Fu felt even more tired.
Fortunately, at ten o'clock in the evening, the two little guys survived. Luoluo woke up and started drinking water, Doumiao ate a bowl of beans, and Ye Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Fu gave Jiang Run a stick of scar removal cream, and she discovered that although Jiang Run's wound would heal quickly, it would leave a bulging scar.
This should be one of the sequelae.
"What's this?"
"Medicine, rub it on the scar and it will fade it away."
Jiang Run shook his head, "No need, these things are of no use to me."
Ye Fu glanced at his fingertips and saw that the scar had turned into a bulging scar. If he looked carefully, he could see there were countless such scars on his arms.
So, has his blood been taken before?
Ye Fu still gave him the scar removal cream, "How do you know it won't work if you don't use it?"
"By the way, I think you are starting to feel afraid of the cold. Do you need an extra quilt?"
Jiang Run glanced at the fireplace and shook his head, "There is a fire, so it's not cold."
Ye Fu didn't force him anymore. After a day of worry, she was also very tired. After returning to the bedroom, she fell asleep shortly after lying down.
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After Doumiao and Luoluo recovered from their serious illness, it seemed that they were also affected by Jiang Jun's few drops of blood, and their physical fitness improved sharply.
Even though there was a blizzard outside, they still wanted to go out and have fun and express their natural instincts, and their bald feathers began to grow out. Ye Fu also found that their eyes were much darker in color.
Ye Fu suddenly thought of something and quickly picked up the mirror to check his eyes. Fortunately, his pupils were still black and had not changed at all.
"Are you afraid of becoming like me?" Jiang Run appeared silently, Ye Fu was startled, and his face felt a little uncomfortable when he exposed his inner thoughts.
"I want to have abilities like yours." Ye Fu said truthfully.
"You can only think about it." He was rude, and the mirror in Ye's armrest was thrown at him. He caught it easily, and then looked at himself in the mirror.
He looked at it for a long time, and Ye Fu noticed that his expression slowly changed, from calm, to irritated, to finally full of disgust. He took a deep breath, put down the mirror, and left again.
The door was slammed shut by him, and Ye Fu felt the whole wooden house shake.
Ye Fu didn't take this matter seriously, but when it was time to eat the next day, Jiang Run suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Fu, his eyes deep and scary.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to have abilities like mine? I can help you."
Ye Fu blinked twice, she almost forgot about it.
"What conditions do you want to put forward?"
"After the snow melts, do you want to leave here? I want to go with you."
Ye Fu almost spat out the food in his mouth and followed her? He was a person with strange eyes and had such incredible abilities. Carrying him around was like carrying a time bomb.
"Actually, it's good to be an ordinary person." Ye Fu felt that he was not blessed with this incredible ability.
This chapter has been completed!