Soul Travel: I was bought by the fierce man in the village to farm

Li Yunshan is a person who does what he says. He went up the mountain early in the morning even if it was snowing heavily.

Mao Xiaosui went out to pour swill without wearing any clothes to save time. The road a few steps away was so cold that she shivered.

Looking at Li Yunshan with his hands hanging down, she sighed in her heart that this man is resistant to freezing. When the weather gets cold, people in the village like to shrink their necks and stretch their hands into their sleeves. It has been three winters, and she has never seen Li Yunshan like this. Pass.

A lot of snow had fallen on the area that had been swept in the yard in the morning. She went into the house to get some cotton clothes and put them on, threw a piece of firewood into the clay stove and swept it again.

It was snowing and windy, and my hands were frozen after a while.

When she finished sweeping and planned to block the door, she saw Mao Mingzhu coming up from a distance.

After returning to the house and waiting for a while, I heard the creaking footsteps in the yard and shouted, "Auntie, please hold the door."

Mao Mingzhu said something in the yard, but she didn't hear the door closing anyway. When she came in, she asked, "Where's Yunshan?"

"You went to the mountain, what happened?"

"What are you doing in the mountains today?" Mao Mingzhu asked.

"He wanted to make a clay bed at home to sleep on, so he went to the mountain to pick up branches."

Mao Minmingzhu didn't understand. She was probably anxious and asked, "When did you leave?"

"We just had dinner, when can we do it?"

"I'm confused." Mao Mingzhu slapped her forehead and said, "Your cousin is moving, and I was wondering if he could help pull things when he has time."

"So sudden?"

"It has been smoked with firewood in the past few days. If they want to go down, let them go."

"That's impossible." Mao Xiaosui said, "He didn't go up for a long time, so he probably won't come down until later."

Mao Mingzhu turned around and walked out, looking very anxious.

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Li Yunshan was going to do it in the afternoon when he got back from getting the branches. Mao Xiaosui didn't ask him what he was going to do. He just took the snow and boiled water as he said.

The advantage of mixing mud at this time is that you don't have to carry water, but the disadvantage is that you will freeze to death.

Li Yunshan had already brought back three carts of soil, and the two of them worked together to lift the bed from the side room and put it into the woodshed.

Then Mao Xiaosui watched him start digging channels on the ground like building a wall, and then used melted snow water and mud to make an outline according to the height and size of the bed.

The afternoon passed so quickly, and it was already dark after only two sides of the wall were built.

Mao Xiaosui quickly went to the house to warm up and washed his hands and cooked.

I stewed rice with dried beans, washed some mushrooms, and took two eggs to make soup.

After eating, thinking about the mud kang, the two went to bed early.

When Li Yunshan woke up in the morning, he went to pull soil again, and Mao Xiaosui continued to dig snow and turn it into water.

When making clay, Mao Mingzhu came and called "Yunshan" when entering.

Mao Xiaosui poked his head out of the side room and replied, "Didn't you see he was digging soil over there in the latrine?"

Mao Mingzhu walked in and said with a smile, "Look at my mouth, I'm looking for you."

"What's the matter?"

"Lend me some gray thread. Shi'er fell down yesterday and tore her pants. There is no gray thread at home."

Mao Xiaosui went into the house to look for her, pulled up a person-sized piece and asked, "Is it enough?"

"Longer."

Mao Xiaosui pulled some more, and Mao Mingzhu hurriedly said, "That's enough, that's enough."

Mao Xiaosui bit it off and gave it to her.

When she left the house and planned to go to Heni again, Mao Mingzhu followed her in and asked, "What is this for?"

"Mud Kang."

"What?" Mao Mingzhu was also confused.

Mao Xiaosui explained, "It's just... a bed, but it has a fire. It will keep you warm under the quilt when you sleep. With a clay stove, you won't be afraid of the cold even if the clay stove goes out in the middle of the night."

Mao Mingzhu's eyes widened, "Really?"

"I don't know." She laughed. "Li Yunshan and I are trying to figure it out."

Mao Mingzhu was still moved by what she said, and asked again and again, "Isn't it cold when you sleep? Is it warm under the quilt?"

"It stands to reason." She smiled and drove people away. "Auntie, hurry up and get started. When we finish it, we will tell you how to do it. Isn't this just trying."

Mao Mingzhu still found it unbelievable, but still nodded, "Then you are busy."

When I walked out the door, I saw Li Yunshan pulling a cart of dirt over and said, "You have a lot of clever ideas."

Li Yunshan looked confused and didn't ask.

The mud kang process didn't take much time, but both of them were just groping, so it was inevitable that they would stumble while doing it.

For example, Li Yunshan turned the mud kang into a sealed coffin without even leaving a hole for lighting.

Another example is that the hole is left in the house, and the smoke comes out of the hole and fills the house. Another example is that the fire is too big and there is no support in the middle. The branches placed in the mud are ignited, and the kang collapses again...

In short, after three days of tossing, I only decided where to put the hole and chimney, put more branches, build small supporting pillars in the kang, and wrap the mud thickly, but not too thick, so that the temperature will not rise, and the kang will Can't get hot.

When the mud was mixed again, Mao Xiaosui was so tired that he wanted to lie down directly.

Li Yunshan pulled the mud in again, carried it into the house with a bucket, and said, "Go back and keep warm."

Mao Xiaosui shook his head and helped to mix the mud.

Li Yunshan shook her hand and found it was very cold. He urged her again, "Go back to the house and see the baby. Boil some water. It won't be enough."

Mao Xiaosui glanced into the bucket, stood up and left.

The baby slept well. She added the snow to the pot and brought a bucket in. She heated the snow water and poured it into the bucket before digging.

Because it was dug with a shovel, my hands didn’t get cold. It was indeed much more comfortable than making mud.

Mao Mingzhu was probably also curious, so she made two trips a day. Every time she came, she would see the construction site again. She didn't give up, so she came again soon.

Seeing the two of them kneading mud and building tree branches, I was no longer curious. I waved my hands and said, "You two, just calm down. What a mess this room has become."

"That won't work." Mao Xiaosui smiled, "How can you get a warm kang without trouble?"

"You two can't do anything with this." Mao Mingzhu said this and squatted down.

There was a brazier on the ground, and she reached over to warm it.

After waiting for a while, I couldn't bear the cold anymore, so I left again.

After all the work, it was already dark and the kang was covered with mud.

Li Yunshan went to pull some hay and light a fire from the hole in the backyard. After a while, he heard him yelling at the top of his voice, "Is there smoke?"

"Risk."

After a while, Li Yunshan came back and carefully filled the smoking gaps with mud until the smoke no longer came out of the gaps and spread evenly from the surface of the kang.

Due to the failure of the previous ignition, Li Yunshan did not dare to light it again and asked her, "What to use for burning? Hay?"

"Isn't it too wasteful?" Mao Xiaosui said hesitantly, "How about..."

"What else?" Li Yunshan was also numb from the cold, squatting beside the brazier to warm himself up, staring at her.

"Use...leaves?" She wasn't sure, after all, there were only three things that could be burned for heating here, hay, firewood, and leaves.

Firewood is too wasteful. I would be reluctant to cut it every year until I am half dead. Not to mention the waste of hay, it burns quickly, disappears in the blink of an eye and has no effect of keeping warm, so it can only be left as leaves.

"Okay." Li Yunshan stood up, walked out with the brazier, and reminded her, "Come here with an armful of firewood. Light the kang to heat it up first. Don't freeze it."

Mao Xiaosui carried a basket and waited for Li Yunshan to stuff the sparks from the brazier into the kang with a shovel and add hay before putting the wood in.

The hay ignited very vigorously and burned very quickly. The wood ignited within a short time. Because there was a lot of it, it burned quite vigorously.

The wind was blowing hard, so Li Yunshan found two more baskets, filled them with half a basket of soil, and placed them next to the entrance of the cave to block the wind. When he felt that it was almost done, he went to the side room to check that there was no problem before returning to the house to wash and cook.