The wild tomato seedlings transplanted into the shelter are growing well, but tomatoes usually bear fruit in the fall, and it is only April now, so they are just small seedlings.
That day, Qiao Xuejun went up the mountain to collect firewood as usual.
Luckily, she found a cave. It was very damp. There was a rotten wood near the entrance. Some wood fungus grew on the short and thick rotten wood. But the wood was too thick and she couldn't carry it back home.
It would be great if she had a handcart. With a handcart, she could transport the wood of the fungus back home, and even speed up the collection of firewood. She could only bring home 70 or 80 kilograms by manpower, but with a handcart, she could easily carry a hundred kilograms.
Unfortunately, carpentry is ultimately a technical job.
After returning home these few days, she tried to figure out how to make a handcart, but it is still in the trial stage and it is not something that can be made casually.
However, if she wants wood ear mushrooms, she can cut off the piece of bark that has already grown wood ear mushrooms and mycelium and take it back.
Sure, Qiao Xuejun thought. She would bring out her potato knife to cut tree bark tomorrow. After disinfecting it, the success rate would be higher.
However, she can also pick and store the fungus today, and then go back to dry it, so that the fungus can be preserved for a long time.
After picking the fungus, Qiao Xuejun left the cave and started to collect firewood. She had collected about 300 kilograms of firewood in the past few days. It was enough to last for a long time.
“Ding ding ding…”
The watch alarm rang at 6 o'clock exactly.
Qiao Xuejun was already very skilled, so he did not linger any longer and immediately packed up the firewood bag and prepared to go down the mountain.
"Plane! Plane!"
Suddenly, Qiao Xuejun heard a shout coming from another direction. It was the voice of a young girl, and the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
The sound is getting closer.
Although Qiao Xuejun was a little confused, he did not delay and went down the mountain in that direction. Recently, patients with mad cow disease have become more and more aggressive, and night is when they go crazy. Qiao Xuejun did not want to be chased like last time.
"Plane, plane!" The sound was getting closer and closer. Qiao Xuejun rushed forward for a while and saw the girl on the mountain.
Qiao Xuejun found out from her recent memory that she had indeed seen this girl before. She saw her when she first went up the mountain. She was cutting trees with another man at that time.
She looked young, even younger than Qiao Xuejun, and shorter. Qiao Xuejun was 1.72 meters tall, and the girl was probably less than 1.6 meters tall.
When the girl saw Qiao Xuejun, her eyes lit up and she ran towards her: "Hello, sister, I want to ask, have you ever seen a dog that is dark blue and so small, a wolfdog?"
Looking for a dog? Why are you looking for one here?
Qiao Xuejun shook her head: "I haven't seen it."
"Thank you." The girl's eyes were visibly frustrated.
As soon as the voice fell, the girl's phone rang. Qiao Xuejun heard the voice coming from her phone. It was the voice of the man she heard that day: "It's dark. If you don't come back, don't come again!"
The girl collapsed and asked, "Where did you throw my plane?"
"Humph. At this time, people have nothing to eat, and it's a dog that still wants to eat! If it hadn't run fast, I would have made it into soup! Damn it, it ran away, but it also bit me. I'm lucky I didn't kill it."
"He ate all the dog food I brought and didn't even finish it. Why did you do this?"
"Don't talk about this. Are you coming back or not? There are zombie viruses everywhere outside. If you spend the night outside, we won't accept you when you come back!
“…”
Qiao Xuejun didn't listen any further and went down the mountain pulling the bag of firewood.
Now it has been almost a month, and it seems that even the grain reserves in the countryside are beginning to become tight. Killing dogs and eating their meat is really not a big deal in an emergency.
Qiao Xuejun sighed.
Her own situation was not too optimistic. Although the Qiao family had not caused any more break-ins, they still frequently sent her messages and knocked at the door, asking her to return the food. Recently, they had even harassed her every day.
But she ignored it.
Being familiar with this mountain road, Qiao Xuejun had returned to the gate before the sun set. She took out the key to open the iron gate, dragged the bag of firewood into the yard, walked to the small building, and was about to take out the key to open the door when Qiao Xuejun subconsciously lowered her head to look at the crack in the door.
She was stunned.
The grain of sand that she placed under the door before she left disappeared at some point, and only some yellow dust was left in its place... The sand had been crushed.
Someone opened her door and entered her room.
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