Holding the drawing paper, Lu Fangfang walked to the mirror in the wardrobe and looked at herself in the mirror.
Compared to six months ago, she has gained some weight; her face is fuller, and her short hair has grown out.
After thinking for a moment, she drew a portrait of herself with short hair on a piece of paper.
Just like her husband, she only borrowed her body shape from six months ago; her appearance is nothing like hers.
Zhuang Mingcheng, standing nearby, curiously leaned over to take a look.
"Mingcheng, am I prettier in person, or is the me in the painting prettier?"
Forehead……
"They all look good, they all look good."
Zhuang Mingcheng touched his nose, quickly returned to his desk, and began to read the letter attentively.
Some of the young readers' questions were so tricky that he had to ask his wife for help with the ones he didn't understand.
Lu Fangfang looked at the painting and thought she looked better in it. She smiled and called Xiao Hua and the little Tibetan fox in.
"Meow~"
Xiaohua stared at the red-hot iron stove in the inner room, showing great dislike.
Lu Fangfang looked on with a sense of helplessness. The temperature outside at night was almost minus thirteen or fourteen degrees Celsius. If the stove wasn't burning hot, it would be unbearable to stay in the house.
She patted Xiaohua's head, comforted her, and then started drawing.
In the major spy case, Xiao Hua and Xiao Tibetan Fox are important characters, and there's no need for them to hide anything; they can just draw the truth.
Comic books are for children, so it's a good idea to draw more content for them.
Lu Fangfang had also come up with a cover for the comic book: she and Mingcheng would be standing together in the picture, with a little flower and a little Tibetan fox in front of them.
Hmm, we could add another stubborn little mule.
"Little yellow dog, it's your turn."
"Awoo~"
The little Tibetan fox immediately imitated Xiao Hua and squatted down on the ground.
As for Little Flower, it pushed open the door and went straight back to the outer room. It really hated the iron stove in the inner room.
After Lu Fangfang finished drawing the little Tibetan fox, she petted it and sent it to the outer room.
Sitting down at her desk, she wrote a reply to President Sun, including her thoughts on comic books.
The case of the espionage agent is quite long. She estimated that even if it were shortened, it would still be at least sixty or seventy pages long, with two pictures on each page. She would get three or four hundred yuan just for the painting fee after she finished it.
Thinking about it, she was still a little excited.
Tap~
As she was writing, Lu Fangfang noticed that the lights in the room had gone out.
"Is there a power outage?"
Having been with the group for so long, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
The room was pitch black, with only a faint light flickering from the iron stove in the center.
"Fangfang, sit still and don't move."
Zhuang Mingcheng gave his wife a few instructions, then groped around in the dark looking for a flashlight.
When he got to the outer room, he turned his head and looked at the wooden bed on the west side, where he saw only two pairs of eyes that were glowing green.
"Meow~"
As if knowing what Zhuang Mingcheng wanted to see, Xiaohua jumped off the wooden bed and immediately ran to the small counter on the north side.
It raised its paw and placed it on the counter, picked up the flashlight with its mouth, and ran to Zhuang Mingcheng.
"My little flower is so intelligent and well-behaved."
Zhuang Mingcheng was somewhat amazed. He took the tin flashlight from Xiao Hua's mouth and couldn't help but stroke it a few more times.
He turned on the flashlight, lit the kerosene lamp, and carried it into the inner room.
"Fangfang, go to bed early tonight. I'll ask about the situation tomorrow."
Lu Fangfang yawned; she was also feeling sleepy.
She took the flashlight and went outside to look. She saw that the neighboring house was also completely dark, so the entire residential compound must have lost power.
A thought suddenly occurred to her.
If the residential compound has lost power, then the poultry farm must also be without power. The quails are currently in the crucial egg-laying period and need supplemental lighting; they can't survive without electricity.
Thinking of this, she suddenly became worried.
...
The next day, Zhuang Mingcheng went to the regiment early to inquire about the situation.
Lu Fangfang wrote a letter to President Sun at home, put it in an envelope along with the drawing paper, and then went to the breeding farm.
Inside the shed, Zhao Lanying paced back and forth, appearing somewhat uneasy.
Upon seeing Lu Fangfang arrive, she quickly inquired about the power outage.
"I don't know why the power went out. Mingcheng went to the regiment to ask. Sister-in-law, were you alright last night?"
"It's alright, we have kerosene lamps at our farm, but they're not as convenient as light bulbs. Xiao Lu, if we don't have electricity, won't it affect the quails' egg production?"
Lu Fangfang nodded; she was worried about the same thing.
For quails to lay eggs normally, they need at least twelve hours of light every day. Now it gets dark early, and the sun doesn't rise until seven or eight o'clock, so supplemental lighting is necessary.
She took a walk around the shed and saw that the quails were doing well for the time being, and the number of quail eggs in the egg collector had not decreased, so she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After a while, Wang Shufen also arrived, but she was completely clueless about the cause of the power outage.
Seeing this, Lu Fangfang could only wait for the group's notification.
The military region needed 400-500 pounds of eggs, and she never expected that the power supply would fail her.
If the power isn't restored, the military region's mission will be in serious trouble.
With the farm on her mind, she couldn't even concentrate on painting.
"Sister, this letter is from the provincial zoo. Someone claiming to be a zookeeper wants to ask you how to raise Pallas's rabbits? Are there any precautions?"
Xiuxiu was still reading the readers' letters, and she seemed to be enjoying it immensely.
She opened a letter from the provincial zoo and asked her sister about it.
"Raising Pallas's cats? Tell him that Pallas's cats are very delicate, have weak resistance, and are prone to illness when they leave their original environment. They are very difficult to raise artificially, so tell him to give up on the idea."
Lu Fangfang shook her head, feeling it was very unreliable.
Not to mention this era, in her previous life, there was only one zoo in the country that could raise Pallas's rabbits, which was the Xining Wildlife Park.
These days, it's incredibly difficult to raise animals artificially, which is one of the reasons she hasn't tried yet—she's afraid of something going wrong.
Xiuxiu took the pen and quickly wrote down what her sister had said.
Lu Fangfang leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, the address on the mailing address was the provincial capital zoo.
A few days ago, Zhuang Mingcheng brought back three jackal cubs and asked the group leader to send them to the zoo in the provincial capital. I don't know how they are doing now.
If it weren't for the fact that jackals are hard to tame, she would have really wanted to keep them.
After wandering around the storage room, feeling quite annoyed, she decided to take Xiaohua and the little Tibetan fox to the grassland outside.
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