"No need to ask, I suddenly remembered that I heard my mother say that it needs to be buried once. Let's bury it later." Song Zhi laughed awkwardly. If they asked others about such a small matter of life skills, they might be regarded as giant babies and become a joke in a few days.

Gu Huaijin didn't comment, but just looked up and glanced at her indifferently. However, the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing, revealing his bad mood at the moment.

Song Zhi just pretended not to see it. He wouldn't suspect that I was teasing him on purpose, right?

This is likely to be the case, all thanks to this damn system.

After dinner, they prepared to move the potatoes and cabbages into the cellar.

"I can carry it." Song Zhi was still thinking about carrying a bag of potatoes with him, but she didn't expect Gu Huaijin to carry the bag on his back, leaving Song Zhi with a busy little hand with nowhere to put it. After Gu Huaijin carried the potatoes on his back, he said to her.

"Oh!" Song Zhicai just remembered that Gu Huaijin was quite strong and that he was worrying for nothing.

Song Zhi felt that his reaction speed had become very slow and dull during this period. It might be because the weather was too cold, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Gu Huaijin ran three times, put the potatoes and cabbages in the cellar, and asked Song Zhi, "Are the radishes buried underground?"

Song Zhi looked around the yard and asked, "How's the area in front of the kitchen?"

Gu Huaijin followed Song Zhi's gaze, nodded, and said, "Then bury it here."

Gu Huaijin first cleared the covering snow, and then began to dig a hole. Song Zhi glanced at him and quickly looked away.

Really, she didn't want to admit that she was a slut. Why did she stare at Gu Huaijin for so long? She shook her head vigorously, cleared her mind, and quickly turned to go to the kitchen.