The Reborn Lady is Farming

Before the sun went down, Mu Yangling began to look for a suitable place to stay in the wild. In winter, the wind was strong, and she did not dare to live in the open space. She stopped in a grove by the roadside, counted the number of sheep, and then Tie them all to the tree.

Xiuhong and Bowen took the dry grass from the back of the carriage and gave them to the sheep to eat. Mu Yangling took out the bow and arrow from the carriage and waved to the two of them: "After feeding them, go pick up some dry wood, pick up more, And those dead leaves, pick up a little more, and burn them at night."

  Although the sun hadn't gone down yet, the cold air kept blowing into the body, and even though they were well-dressed, they still felt a little cold.

   Mu Yangling didn't go far, just looked around to see if he could catch prey. Although they also brought food, how could it be fresh and delicious?

As long as there are conditions, Mu Yangling will not treat her stomach badly. After a while, she finds a pheasant hiding in the bushes. The pheasant screams when it sees her, flapping its wings and about to fly. Mu Yangling didn't have time to chase it, so he shot an arrow at it. The arrow penetrated the pheasant's neck and landed on the ground. Mu Yangling trotted forward to carry the pheasant back.

She took out a wooden bucket from the car. The water in the bucket was frozen into ice, yes, it was ice. This was Mu Yangling who had boiled a pot of boiling water and poured it into the bucket the night before he left. Then put it in the yard, and the water in the wooden bucket turned into ice when I woke up the next day. Although it only had a layer of two or three millimeters thick on the surface, it was not afraid of water spilling out in the carriage.

Mu Yangling carefully knocked open a hole, poured the water from the bottom into the pot, cut open the pheasant, and cleaned the internal organs. She did not lose the hair, but dug some loose yellow mud nearby and washed it with water. The mud was soaked, crushed, and temporarily left there to allow the mud to fully absorb the water. She went to the carriage to take out some dry goods to soak.

   When Bowen and Xiuhong came back with dry wood, Mu Yangling had already stuffed those dry goods into the belly of the pheasant.

   It was the first time that the two of them saw someone cleaning up the pheasants like this, so they both squatted aside and watched curiously.

  Mu Yangling said: "This is the famous beggar chicken. I heard that it is more delicious when wrapped in lotus leaves. Unfortunately, we have no conditions now, so we can only use yellow mud."

   Xiuhong looked at the lump of yellow mud on the ground, tried her best to make up her mind, and asked, "Can I still eat it wrapped in this?"

   "I haven't tried it either, but it shouldn't be a problem. If not, don't we still have dry food in the car?"

   For the sister's answer, the two expressed their frustration, "It's better to bake it."

"It's easy to get angry when you eat barbecued meat in winter." Mu Yangling smeared all the pheasants with a thick layer of yellow mud, and then dug a shallow hole in the place where the mud was taken. Buried in.

   Mu Yangling went to break the dry wood and lit the fire with dead leaves.

   "Sister, can pheasants be cooked in the ground?"

"Theoretically, they will be familiar." Mu Yangling remembered reading a text when he was in elementary school. In the Chinese textbook, foreign literature was translated into Chinese. This method was used by a father taking his son into the mountains to survive. It is similar to the ancient Chinese beggar chicken, or it is the Chinese beggar chicken.

   Anyway, Mu Yangling felt that there was no problem.

   "Didn't you try it when you and Dad went into the mountains before?"

   "Dad prefers roast chicken and roast rabbit."

  Bowen despised her, "You dare not challenge your father's authority, right? Sister, you eat soft and fear hard, so you even used our dinner as an experiment."

   Mu Yangling set the fire on fire, clapped his hands and said, "If you have the ability, you can resist."

  Bowen gritted his teeth, Xiuhong pursed his lips and smiled.

   Mu Yangling went to see her flock, and after walking around, he cleaned out the flat area in the middle that they surrounded, and swept away the dead leaves.

   She was going to burn a fire here to keep them warm at night, so when she tied the ropes before, she purposely tied them in a circle, leaving an open space in the middle.

   Mu Yangling breathed a sigh of relief, the damned weather was at least a dozen degrees below zero, but not a single snow fell, and it was cold and dry. Fortunately, the wind was not very strong in the woods, otherwise the night would be even more difficult.

   Mu Yangling looked at his younger brother and sister, and said, "We have to find more dry wood. At night, everything can be less, and the fire must not be extinguished."

Now the sun still has half of its face exposed, so it is not far from the dark. Fortunately, this forest is far away from where people live, so no one has come here to pick up dry wood, and you can only find a lot of wood nearby. .

Xiuhong and Bowen like to look for the kind of dry wood that is as thick as a small arm, but Mu Yangling prefers the kind of branches that are as thick as thighs. Ling only looked at the woods to see if there were dead and dry trunks or branches, and if there were any, she uprooted them.

Mu Yangling took the fire as the center and walked away from all sides. Finally, he pulled out two dead trees as thick as calves and came back. One of them had signs of being chopped. It was estimated that someone wanted to chop it for firewood, but he didn’t know why he only chopped it down. Halfway through, he gave up, and Mu Yangling simply broke the dead tree and carried it back.

   Xiuhong said excitedly: "I'm not afraid to go out with my cousin."

  Bowen nodded, watching her sister come back with a tree in one hand, she was really not afraid.

   Mu Yangling rolled his eyes, cut each dead tree into three sections, put three sections on his side and three on the other side of the sheep.

  Bowen and the others dragged back another bundle of firewood. Mu Yangling felt that it was almost the same, so he set up a fire for the sheep, but it was a little small. She felt that she would have to wait until it was completely dark before adding a bigger fire.

   When they were almost done with their work, a wisp of aroma was already coming from the fire.

  It was completely dark.

  Xiuhong put the three relatively large pieces of firewood into the fire in a triangle shape, then put the pot on it, and waited until the water in the pot boiled and the pheasant buried in the ground was cooked.

Mu Yangling moved the fire aside, then dug up the pheasants and threw them beside the fire, quickly filled the soil back, and put the tent on the ground. The tent that Mu Yangling brought this time was given by Shu Wanniang. They sewed with a thick felt cloth, surrounded by three sides, and the empty side faced the fire. Mu Yangling used a stick to erect the curtain. Feeling that the temperature on the ground had dropped a little, he picked her out just now. Some dead leaves were spread on the ground.

   They were small, and the fire just now was quite big, so it was just right for the three of them to sleep after it was covered with dead leaves.

  Xiuhong reached out to touch the dead leaves, and it was warm, and she knew that the underground heating would continue to rise, her eyes shone brightly: "Cousin, it's not cold at all."

"Don't be too complacent, the temperature on the ground will dissipate in at most half an hour, bring me those small twigs and dead leaves, we have to spread a thick layer, and then put two beds on it Quilt, it won't be cold at night."

   "Two beds?"

   "Yes, two beds."

The first bed was brought out from Linshan Village when they fled. Because the house was replaced with a new one, this bed was idle. This time, Mu Yangling brought it and put it on the bottom of the carriage. On the leaves, and then a new quilt, after laying, there are two beds covered, with felts to block the wind, and these thermal measures, even if you are sleeping in the wild, it should not be a problem.