"Mingcheng, where did you get this tent?"
"It was taken from the regiment. We can't let you actually sleep on the grassland, what if it rains?"
Zhuang Mingcheng put down the shovel and patted the dirt off his hands.
He pulled his wife along and went inside the tent to take a look.
The tent wasn't big, just right for the two of them to sleep in. He also put a mat inside in case the ground was uncomfortable.
Lu Fangfang nodded in satisfaction and put the quilt she had brought inside.
"A girl? A girl?"
Hearing Sister Shufen call her, Lu Fangfang quickly came out of the tent.
"Girl, I'm relieved to have Xiao Zhuang here with you. I'll head back now and come back to relieve you in the morning."
Wang Shufen glanced at Lu Fangfang, then at the tent, a smile on her face.
Forehead……
Lu Fangfang smacked her lips, feeling that Sister Shufen's smile was somewhat... somewhat...
Sister Shufen, are you sure you're not thinking too much about it?
Well, I have to say, this Sister Shufen is... pretty avant-garde...
At this time, all the soldiers on the construction site had left, leaving only her and Zhuang Mingcheng, and oh right, Xiaohua and the little Tibetan fox in the entire breeding farm.
As soon as they arrived at the meadow, the two of them went wild, running off to the distant grassland to catch pikas.
I went to check out the incubation room. The room temperature was 28 degrees Celsius, while the temperature on the cotton blankets in the incubator was over 37 degrees Celsius.
It was only evening, but the temperature inside the house had already dropped. She took the fire tongs, picked up a burning coal briquette from the iron stove, and placed it under the clay pot.
She picked up a new piece of coal from the corner and put it back into the iron stove.
After finishing her work, Lu Fangfang closed the door, stood in front of the incubation room, and stretched.
It was just past seven o'clock in the evening, the sun had not yet set in the distance, and the sunset was quite beautiful.
In front of a tent not far away, Zhuang Mingcheng was piling up scrap wood, preparing to make a campfire.
On the western grassland, she vaguely saw Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox chasing a pika.
A smile appeared on Lu Fangfang's face, and she felt all the fatigue of the day disappear.
"very nice."
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