day4
As Xia Ning brushed her teeth, she looked at the frost-covered window and a sudden inspiration struck her.
One hour later.
After breakfast, wrapped in layers of summer lemons, I climbed onto the roof and poured out a pot of boiled snow water.
Others can turn water into ice when they splash it, but she wants to turn water into icicles when she splashes it.
After artificially creating icicles under the eaves, Xia Ning climbed down the ladder, carefully selected the longest one, gently knocked it down, attached a note that read "Ice Cream Sword," and sent it to the mailbox.
Two minutes later, she received a warm greeting from "The Tragedy of Love".
[Friends Channel]
Ji Li: "Are you sick?"
Ji Li: "Are you just bored?"
Xia Ning replied with a playful emoji: "(#^.^#)"
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Five minutes later.
Xia Ning received a package from "The Tragedy of Love".
A little piglet made from a snowball ′(ˉ(∞)ˉ)｀
Xia Ning burst into laughter.
Two people whose combined age is nearly fifty years old are together, but they are less than five years old.
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With my mood brightened, even the gloomy, low-hanging sky didn't seem so unpleasant anymore.
Snowflakes drifted down sparsely, and bare tree trunks stood upright on the snowfield, making it hard to imagine that they were once lush and green.
Stretching, Xia Ning began to extend the eaves so that the small front garden wouldn't be too exposed.
Two small fires were lit on the frozen ground to soften the soil, and tree trunks were placed on the fires to char them.
Then extinguish the fire, and before the ground freezes again, quickly dig a deep pit and bury the blackened part of the tree trunk.
After attaching the vertical and horizontal beams and then sealing the roof, a small pavilion in the front yard is complete.
Move the table and logs from the yard to the porch, spread a picnic blanket on them, and place a fake sunflower in the middle of the table—doesn't that create a warm and inviting scene?
Xia Ning patted the snow off her shoulders and head, and placed a fake Christmas tree in the yard.
She had absolutely no experience living in a cabin, and the cabin-building tutorials she downloaded were all by tough-guy bloggers, emphasizing an authentic, original style.
Xia Ning thought, if it's cozy, then let's go for warm colors.
She also hung some wooden tableware that she would never use next to the stove to add a touch of human warmth.
The log cabin is 90% complete; all that's left is cleaning and finishing the details.
Xia Ning was leisurely finishing up when she turned around and saw chaos ensuing.
Seriously, chaos ensued.
My sister caught a big pheasant from somewhere, and with its wing in her mouth, she sank most of her body into the snow, tilting her head back as she struggled to move toward the cabin.
There are several ski runs around the cabin, all made by my younger sister.
When Xia Ning first discovered that her younger sister had turned into a Samoyed, she thought about experiencing the joy of sledding, but when she saw that the sled dog was not as nimble as she was, she immediately gave up the idea.
However, the younger sister doesn't feel that she has difficulty moving around. She leaves early and returns late every day, and is even busier than Xia Ning.
Xia Ning took the pheasant's wing from her sister's mouth. Seeing that its two claws were still kicking vigorously, she thought for a moment, tied the pheasant's wing up, and threw it into the doghouse.
Since my sister won't live in the doghouse, let's turn it into a chicken coop.
Her little wooden house, where she grows vegetables and raises chickens, is a perfect pastoral idyll.
Everyone who sees this will surely praise its heartwarming nature!
My sister barked loudly at the doghouse door, scaring the pheasant so much that it trembled.
Xia Ning smiled and patted the dog's head: "It's quite territorial, isn't it? Don't be jealous. You're the pet, and it's reserve food. After the selection is over, we'll stew it!"
The pheasant trembled even more violently.
Xia Ning asked in confusion, "Are you cold? Aren't you a native of the snowfields? How come you're so susceptible to the cold?"
She lined the doghouse with several layers of palm leaves: "Look, I'm using imported goods from the tropics for you. Isn't that high-class treatment?"
After processing the pheasant, Xia Ning took her younger sister back inside to roast corn.
She also made herself a pot of egg and tomato noodle soup.
Xia Ning is from the South. When she was on Earth, she would get very excited whenever it snowed, and she would even update her WeChat Moments.
Her father used to organize family trips to the north, where they had snowball fights, built snowmen, and even slid on their bottoms while ice skating on a frozen lake...
However, when the world is filled with nothing but snow, snow becomes less appealing.
Even so, Xia Ning couldn't hide her excitement when the courtyard was completed.
The little girl, who had built a snowman that looked like a misshapen doll, posed for a photo in front of the cabin while holding her chubby white dog.
Of course, Xia Ning also put in a lot of effort to prevent her phone from crashing as soon as she took it out.
They were making a fire in the yard and putting a warm glove on their phone...
With one foot crunching through the snow, Xia Ning sent her sister a few artificial grasses, a wall-mounted nightlight, and some felt products before the sky completely darkened, hoping they would be helpful for the judging competition.
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day5
The day of the selection arrived, and Xia Ning felt inexplicably nervous.
Her way of relieving stress is to hug her younger sister and stroke its head vigorously until her sister, Dou Dou, can barely open her eyes.
Finally, the time came.
The sky seemed to be illuminated by the aurora borealis, and the colorful light enveloped Xia Ning's little wooden house. She wouldn't be surprised if a UFO appeared at any moment.
The familiar mechanical sound then rang out.
—The “My Warm Home” competition is officially launched!
— 1,000 participants.
—Ranked 1-100, grade A.
—Ranked 101-300, it is grade B.
—Ranked 301-600, grade C.
—Ranked 601-900, grade D.
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