Zhang Qiu said that you can’t lie down immediately after eating.
Yu Xifeng sat for five minutes.
During this time, I thought Zhang Qiu would wake up soon, so I put a bowl of porridge next to him.
Yu Xifeng rolled up the quilt and fell asleep again.
When Zhang Qiu woke up,
The quilts were all with Yu Xifeng, and Yu Xifeng felt a little hot wrapped up in them.
So he stretched out one leg and placed it on Zhang Qiu.
Zhang Qiu's entire body was covered only by Yu Xifeng's leg.
Yu Xifeng's legs are much whiter than her hands, and they are slender and strong, with clear lines.
Zhang Qiu touched and tucked Yu Xifeng's legs into the quilt.
Then he lifted a corner of the quilt as if he was at home and squeezed into Yu Xifeng's bed.
This life of eating and sleeping lasted for two days.
The two finally returned to their normal routine.
During this period, Yu Xifeng released his consciousness.
Outside the space, besides the sky, there is the sea.
Nothing else.
There used to be a saying: Don’t worry about the flood outside.
This is really a flood.
The water outside was still fluctuating violently, as if it was rushing or boiling.
Yu Xifeng casually pulled out a leaf, and the leaf was quickly torn into pieces.
For a short period of time, Yu Xifeng gave up the idea of going out to take a look.
He and Zhang Qiu lived in the space for a long time.
There is no sun and moon in space, which means there is no day and night.
Eat when you are hungry and sleep when you are tired.
The second month of my long stay in space,
The two of them were time-shifted to the other side of the ocean.
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qiu prepared dinner.
Crab roe vermicelli, sauerkraut fish slices, and a plate of stir-fried green beans.
The fish and crabs were caught by Yu Xifeng from the lake.
The Yuxi wind sucked out a lot of water from the lake.
When collecting the jade, time was advanced and the water in the lake was restored.
The fruit trees, vegetable gardens, and medicinal fields have also matured.
The monkey was busy all week and was so tired that he was gasping for breath.
The food is rich and tastes great.
The two looked at the time and were silent.
Yu Xifeng asked: "Is this... a midnight snack?"
Zhang Qiu said, "It should be considered dinner. At ten o'clock, you said you were full, so I pushed it off for two hours."
Yu Xifeng thought for a moment and said, "It's time to go to bed now."
Zhang Qiu said: "Then you should get up after finishing this meal."
Yu Xifeng: “…”
The two discussed it, and Zhang Qiu took out a very loud alarm clock and tried to regulate his three meals.
There was a little effect, but not much.
The days pass by in a muddle.
Yu Xifeng used to stock up on boards in the building materials market.
There are also hardware such as nails.
Zhang Qiu selected a few pieces, intending to show off his skills.
He had made some small wooden gadgets and remembered that Yu Xifeng had mentioned before that he planned to make a higher table.
Just a table.
Zhang Qiu had a good idea.
I even drew several sketches.
Apart from anything else, Zhang Qiu's paintings have clear results and beautiful colors.
Above the painting, there are well-trimmed flowers and plants on the table, creating a perfect atmosphere.
Zhang Qiu ran over and asked Yu Xifeng which one he liked.
Some of these tables are used for cooking, while others have drawers for playing with tablets or reading books.
The four legs supporting the table are extremely fancy.
There are even some with hollow carvings.
Both of them looked good, so Yu Xifeng picked one at random.
The noise of the electric saw cutting filled the entire space.
There was a great commotion.
The monkey threw away the peach in his hand and ran up the barren hill.
The sound was like an amplified version of teeth grinding.
Yu Xifeng stood aside and leaned back in disgust.
Zhang Qiu pressed the board with one foot and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other hand.
The first hurdle Zhang Qiu encountered when making the table was how to make it flat.
The board itself is flat.
In theory, all you need to do is saw off four legs of the same length and secure them with nails.
Saw out four legs of the same length.
It was clearly cut according to size.
But once it was installed, the table started to shake.
Zhang Qiu turned the table upside down, found the long part, and carefully ground off the long part.
When it was put down again, the other leg was shorter again.
I could see that the table was getting shorter and shorter, and was about to become a couch.
The sound of chainsaws continued all afternoon.
Yu Xifeng watched the joke for the whole afternoon.
Gradually the animals got used to the noise.
Dabai brought the chicken and surrounded Zhang Qiu, pecking at the wood chips on the ground.
The first version failed, so Zhang Qiu calmed down.
He gave up all the fancy stuff and decided to make a usable table first.
He no longer cut off the long one, but added a tiptoe to the short one.
The table was brought into the house.
Apart from being a little ugly, there is nothing wrong with it.
Three...meals a day?
Probably.
According to Zhang Qiuji's calendar, on the New Year's Day,
Zhang Qiu killed a chicken.
In the past, this job was done by Yu Xifeng.
This time, Zhang Qiu volunteered to do it himself.
When the throat was cut to let the blood flow, it was not cut cleanly.
The chicken flew out of the kitchen flapping its wings, its blood boiling.
Following behind was Zhang Qiu, who had been chasing the chicken for half a mile.
Yu Xifeng had enough of the excitement and came out of the house.
The chicken fluttered around half dead and flew towards Yu Xifeng.
Yu Xifeng reached out to grab it, but was doused with chicken blood.
Yu Xifeng: “…”
She pinched the chicken wing and walked to the basin where Zhang Qiu was going to bleed the chicken.
One cut.
The chicken head fell off and the chicken blood flowed into the basin.
Zhang Qiu ran up from the path and said, "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"
"If you kill this chicken, you won't be able to eat it even after the New Year." Yu Xifeng stuffed the chicken into Zhang Qiu's hand, "The blood is gone."
Zhang Qiu said: "You don't eat animal blood anyway."
Seeing the blood stains on Yu Xifeng's face that had not disappeared,
Zhang Qiu knew he was in the wrong and shut his mouth.
After the blood is released, it is time to remove the hair.
Zhang Qiu had already boiled the water, and Yu Xifeng took a bath.
Soak the chicken in hot water.
With water, the hair becomes moist and soft, making it much easier to remove.
The circle of hair on the cock's tail is very beautiful.
Yu Xifeng picked out the most colorful hairs from the pile.
Washed it in water and prepared to put it away.
"I heard that feather pens were used in the past. Is it this kind of feather?" Yu Xifeng asked.
Zhang Qiu answered casually: "This hair won't do, it's too short, it needs to be the kind of hair that Dabai wears, a little longer."
Yu Xifeng looked at the wet chicken feathers on his hands, and then looked at Dabai who was walking over with a bulging belly.
The big white goose is becoming more and more fat.
She stood up and said, "I'll go pull one out and see."
There was another round of chaos, accompanied by Dabai's shrill screams.
Of course Yu Xifeng didn't want to eat Dabai.
This Dabai has been with her for a long time, and is like a pet to her.
Yu Xifeng was still pointing at it while playing chicken.
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