Everyone dispersed, and Butcher Sun transported all the exchanged items to Qingshan's yard one by one.
"This bear has to change a lot. This food is enough for a warehouse. How do you arrange these living things?"
I said I was going to kill you, but you still insisted on living. How to take care of yourself in the cold weather. It will be good to kill it into strips and freeze it to eat throughout the winter. "
Qingshan waved his hand, "No need to worry, no need to worry." Butcher Sun pushed the cart away in confusion.
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After delivering a few bags of grain, half a pig, and a jar of soybean paste to the mute girl's house next door, Qingshan said, "Sister, you keep it and eat it slowly. Your sister-in-law and I may have to go into the mountains."
The mute girl's eyes widened and she gestured anxiously: It's snowing, it's dangerous.
Qingshan hummed indifferently, "It's okay, your brother won't starve to death even if he is trapped in the mountains for the whole winter."
The mute girl blinked: Let my sister-in-law live with me, can you go by yourself?
Qingshan waved, "Your sister-in-law can't live without me." After saying that, he waved happily and left.
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These things are enough for the mute girl to eat until spring. Originally, the mute girl was not short of food.
He returned home and took advantage of the darkness to put all the food and supplies piled up in the yard into the space.
Live poultry and livestock are received directly into the breeding area.
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Qingshan returned to the house, looked at Linglong seriously and said, "Daughter-in-law, at the banquet just now, Big Yangshu said that when I went into the mountain yesterday, I saw pangolin footprints in the northeast."
Linglong looked at Qingshan in confusion, "What's the use of that thing? If you can't bite it, how can you eat it?"
Qingshan shook his head. His wife's little head was thinking about eating. "If we catch them, maybe we can let them pass through the mountain."
Linglong's eyes widened, "That mountain is hundreds of feet thick. Can a pangolin really dig through it?"
Qingshan reminded, "We have space to speed up breeding. Let's catch a few more pangolins and breed them. If there are too many pangolins, let's dig them down. After seven or eight years of digging, they will be able to penetrate them, right?"
The joy that had just ignited in Linglong's eyes dimmed again, seven or eight years?
She was a little discouraged.
After seven or eight years, she will be a MILF.
Maybe her father, the emperor, and her mother would not recognize her when they saw her.
She frowned and said, "Forget it." Just think of me as dead.
Qingshan paused for a moment, "If you don't manage to get out, just live a good life with me. Again, I won't let you suffer at all. Let's hold a happy event when the weather warms up, and we'll have a fat boy in the fall." He said softly Coaxing.
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In Linglong's mind, there were several dirty little guys with runny noses, playing with mud, and crying for their fathers and mothers.
Big heads and small bodies, all with green mountain faces. She became a real village woman. Wipe the little one's poop and urine, and the big one's nose.
a bolt from the blue! This is a bolt from the blue!
She was so frightened that she stood up and said, "Catch the pangolin!"
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Qingshan choked, why did he change his mind... Which sentence was wrong?
He huffed for a while, then stood up in a daze, and put a lot of supplies and food at home and outside into the space.
Thinking about this trip, I don’t know how many days it will take to catch the pangolin that can escape from the earth, so I must be prepared for a protracted battle.
I hope I can come back before the heavy snow closes the mountains.
According to experience, if there is a second snowfall in more than ten days, it will be time to close the mountain.
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At dawn the next day, the two entered the mountain again and headed northeast.
It snowed a few days ago. It was a thin layer and a bit slippery, but it didn’t delay our journey. It will take more time.
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After walking around Qingshan for a day, before dark, we arrived at a familiar old tree in Qingshan in the northeast.
He climbed up the old tree several times and reached the thick branches high up.
When he stood up with such a heavy body, there was no pressure on the branches, which showed that the tree had deep roots.
He sat down in a place where the branches were intertwined. This area was spacious and stable enough, and he could overlook the surrounding area for several miles.
It is relatively safe to enter and exit the space on the high branches. You don't have to worry about being attacked by jackals, tigers and leopards as soon as you come out.
Just flash into space.
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Qingshan was busy making dinner, while Linglong was tending to the flowers and plants.
After the weather cooled down, Qingshan transplanted the aloe vera from the yard at home to the space yard. Linglong broke off a few leaves, peeled off the outer skin, and smashed the transparent aloe vera pulp with a heavy stone hammer. "I'll make some facial masks." Serum, let’s apply it together at night.”
The chatter of cooking on the other side of Qingshan was not heard clearly, so he answered "Okay!" without thinking. He answered everything Linglong said, and he didn't care whether it was reasonable or not.
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After dinner, I cleaned up everything and helped Linglong take a bath and change clothes.
He was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep.
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Feeling drowsy.
Linglong leaned forward and touched his shoulder with her fingers.
The scar was hideous, but she didn't dislike it at all. She touched it gently with distress and sighed, "The wound has not healed yet. You should take care of everything and don't tire yourself out."
Qingshan said gruffly: "It's okay. I can't die."
Linglong patted his mouth gently, "It's unlucky to talk nonsense about death."
Her small white hands were dipped in crystal clear aloe vera and smeared on Qingshan's forehead.
Qingshan felt the chill, opened his eyes and asked, "What is this?"
Linglong waved the bowl, "This is aloe vera pulp. Apply it to your face. It will look better tomorrow."
Qingshan looked at the aloe vera pulp on her white and tender fingers. Oh, it turned out to be aloe vera pulp...can it still look better?
Linglong blinked: "You made your promise when cooking, don't go back on it! Don't move, it will be applied soon."
Qingshan groaned, his voice hoarse.
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Linglong applied it all over his face conscientiously. She was very happy to be able to apply it randomly on his face.
Now I paint a mustache, and now I paint a little butterfly. Giggling and laughing.
Qingshan wanted to hold her well.
But seeing how happy Linglong looked, he couldn't bear to disturb her.
He endured the itching on his face and let her paint as much as she could. Until I feel sleepy again.
Linglong told him, "I have to cleanse my face later, so don't fall asleep."
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He shook his head and sighed, he really loved his wife more than himself...
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Linglong smeared her face, arms, and even feet beside her.
Seeing Qingshan sighing, he looked at him obediently, "Why are you sighing?"
Qingshan thought for a moment: "I'm sleepy and don't want to wait to wash my face."
Linglong tilted her head, "Okay, you can go to sleep. I'll wipe you with warm water later."
Qingshan smiled and really fell asleep.
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Linglong wiped her face and body with warm water, and then wiped Qingshan's face.
The moisturized face was much smoother, and her exquisite thumb rubbed his face repeatedly. So smooth. It's also a bit nice.
After touching it enough, she leaned forward and sniffed, "Well, it smells quite good." As if she was bewitched, she secretly pecked him on the mouth.
Afraid that Qingshan would find out, he immediately hid under the quilt, leaving only a pair of big eyes staring at Qingshan.
Not awake, phew...
She relaxed and moved closer to Qingshan, pressing her forehead against his arm and holding his hand.
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