Jiang Chushan brought almost everything that could be used for heating from home, including bedding, firewood, coal, gasoline, etc.
There was a lot of stuff, and I was very tired after running up and down the mountain countless times.
Murong Lanyi had no intention of helping. Since he knew that the people below were still alive, there was no need to worry.
As long as the daily needs of the two of them can be met, the only thing left is to break the miasma layer and rescue them as soon as possible. There is no need to worry about other things.
Murong Lanyi and Jiang Chushan were relieved that Jiang Zhihao and Jiang Xinyue were still alive.
Although they kept throwing food and drink into the canyon in the past month, there was no feedback. They often thought pessimistically that maybe both of them died.
After all, the canyon didn't know how deep it was. Even if the miasma couldn't kill them, they might be seriously injured and die if they fell. Even if they died suddenly on the spot, it wouldn't be unusual.
After throwing almost all the heating items in the house into the canyon, Jiang Chushan said hesitantly: "Is this not enough, or should I buy something else? For example, a warm baby or something?"
"It's dark now. It's easy to get into trouble if you keep running back and forth. It's better to wait and see. They can survive a month without dying. Now that they have these things, they will only live better. Don't worry too much." Murong Lanyi
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When Jiang Chushan thought about it, this was indeed the truth. It was impossible for them to freeze to death after giving them so many things when they had not died in the previous month.
Of course, having said that, in fact, who can really not worry at all?
Even Murong Lanyi couldn't do it.
The relief was a relief, but it didn't mean that she would stop her efforts to break the miasma layer.
Based on her understanding of Jiang Zhihao, even if there was something wrong with this man, he would not tell others easily.
Therefore, what she was really worried about was whether Jiang Zhihao was injured, and she was afraid that she would not tell him if she was worried.
Everything thrown down by Jiang Chushan was picked up by Jiang Zhihao and classified in detail.
The bedding and other things must be laid out first, and then a fire must be lit in the alcove.
With the presence of the flame, the temperature in the recess gradually increased. Although it was still very cold, it was much better than before.
According to Jiang Zhihao's estimation, the current temperature should reach about ten degrees below zero, which is at least twenty degrees higher than before.
"It seems your dad has worked hard enough. He probably has to transport so many things many times," Jiang Zhihao said.
Jiang Xinyue glanced at him and said, "Are you sure we want to be divided into different beds?"
"Otherwise? Do you want to squeeze in with me?" Jiang Zhihao asked.
"Who wants to squeeze in with you? You don't even know how big the general attack here is. How can you lie down in two quilts?" Jiang Xinyue said angrily.
Jiang Zhihao looked at the recess and saw that this was indeed a problem.
The widest part of the entire recess is no more than fifty centimeters, which is enough for an adult to lie down in.
In the previous month, the two of them had been leaning against each other before they could barely squeeze out.
It is simply not practical to divide it into two quilts, unless it can be made into a bunk bed and a bunk bed.
But let alone the fact that the height of the recess is not that high, even if the height is sufficient, how can one build a bunk bed?
Do you want Jiang Chushan to send a bed down?
If he really made this request, I guess Jiang Chushan would be able to think about it all over the world.
The most important thing is, what would Murong Lanyi think?
This crazy woman's idea has always been a headache. She had been studying it all night long, and her back was so tired that she knew what she would do if she knew what was going on here.