Chapter 143 Barley Harvest
There is nothing certain about this.
She pulled her feet out of her clothes. Mu Xi was sleeping on his side, and Zhao Yeqing put her feet between his legs.
Mu Xi's body was stretched straight, and the muscles in her legs were stiff, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Yeqing moved his feet uncomfortably, "Relax a little."
Mu Xi reached down and held down the moving foot, "Stop moving..."
She looked up in confusion and saw that Mu Xi's teeth were clenched and the blue veins on his neck were more prominent.
After all, he is an adult. Zhao Yeqing seemed to realize something and his whole body suddenly became stiff.
"I'm not cold anymore..." she murmured, then pulled her feet out and turned her back to Mu Xi.
The person behind her stopped moving and just tucked the corners of the quilt tightly for her. When the heat on her face faded away, her body warmed up unconsciously.
It took a long while before the breathing behind her gradually calmed down. He put his arms around her waist, hugged her back and fell asleep.
In winter, Zhao Yeqing's hands and feet would be so cold that he couldn't sleep. Even if he soaked his feet before going to bed, they would gradually become cold after a while.
It’s even worse during menstruation, I can’t even keep warm even if I curl up into a ball.
Since that night, Mu Xi would help her warm her feet every night, and every time he would be so tense that he didn't even dare to look at her.
One week later, when she was warming Zhao Yeqing's feet, she saw that his eyes were closed and couldn't help but suggest, "Why don't you go and take care of it?"
Mu Xi opened his eyes and looked at her with a somewhat aggrieved look in his eyes. She made up her mind, "Then... let me help you?"
Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.
Mu Xi's breathing became heavier in an instant. He turned his head to face the pillow, and a muffled voice came out from the pillow, "No."
don't want?
Zhao Yeqing immediately showed respect for him, and blurted out the words that were on his lips, "Brother, have you ever quit drugs?"
Mu Xi was so angry that she laughed. She raised her head from the pillow and wanted to say something, but she gritted her teeth and let out her anger. She put her arm around her shoulders and hugged her in her arms, "Forget it."
Zhao Yeqing was a little breathless in his embrace, "What do you mean by forget it?"
Mu Xi buried his head in her neck and sniffed, "I'm afraid it might go off accidentally."
We are all adults. I am not afraid, so what are you afraid of?
She thought so, and said awkwardly, "I didn't say no..."
The heat in her neck intensified, and the itchiness made her whole body feel hot.
Mu Xi didn't move. She opened her mouth and bit her neck viciously. Zhao Yeqing clenched her palms nervously, but the person in front of her didn't make any further move.
The voice in my neck sounded muffled, "No, it's not safe."
It is unsafe without any measures. If you ignore the consequences and really get lucky, it will be even more unsafe. There are no medical conditions at all.
Nothing is more important than her.
Zhao Yeqing was a little stunned when she understood what he said. Mu Xi raised her head and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to sleep."
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When she woke up, the temperature of the bed beside her had become cold.
There was a fire burning in the fireplace, making the whole house warm.
The dog has moved into the small room, and Huhu and Xuebing did not go out hunting today.
Three dogs and two leopards were lying by the fireplace, drowsy.
Zhao Yeqing threw back the quilt and got out of bed. She felt a slight soreness in her waist. She calculated the days and it seemed that her period was approaching.
When Gouzi and Leopard heard her get up, they raised their eyelids and then continued to sleep on their stomachs.
Only Dahuang wagged his tail twice to show his respect.
The snow outside has stopped.
It has been snowing every two days recently, but fortunately the temperature has not continued to drop and has remained at minus five or six degrees Celsius during the day.
Mu Xi brought in a bowl of brown sugar ginger water with a poached egg in it, and a plate with a steamed bun.
"Are you awake? Have breakfast first."
I've always wanted to eat steamed buns, but unfortunately I don't have a refrigerator. If I make too little at a time, I'm too lazy to make it, and if I make too much, it will go bad easily without a refrigerator.
Now that it's snowing and the weather is getting cold, the two of them made two trays of steamed buns a few days ago. The ones that were not eaten were left outside and froze hard after a while.
Zhao Yeqing finished his breakfast and looked outside. The sun had already risen. "Let's go harvest the barley today."
Now I have to check the condition of the barley and wheat every two days, for fear that they will freeze to death if I am not careful.
Recently, the barley has been almost full of pulp, and it would be best to harvest it in half a month, but Zhao Yeqing is always worried that the longer he waits, the more trouble he will have.
Mu Xi nodded, "Okay, it's almost time to collect it now. Anyway, there are only two people eating, so it's more than enough to collect it now."
The snow outside was covered by new snow before it melted. Now the snow is above the ankles, and you have to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The two grain fields were behind a small hill, which could block the snow blowing in from one side. The snow was only at the ankles and was only five centimeters thick.
The two men led Xiaohong to the barley field. Horses are relatively cold-resistant, and Zhao Yeqing feeds her well every day, so the temperature of several degrees below zero has no effect on Xiaohong at all.
When highland barley is ripe, it looks like barley, with long upright tassels on the ears. The method of harvesting is the same as that of rice. You just need to grab a handful and use a sickle to cut it off at the root.
This time, the two men did not thresh the barley in the field. They cut the barley in bunches and bundled them directly, put them on a cart and took them back. The remaining straw could be kept at home to keep the cattle and sheep warm.
The straw can also be chopped and mixed with the feed. If straw is added, the amount of hay should be reduced. Both are crude fiber feeds.
It took the two of them just over two hours to harvest half an acre of barley.
The threshing method of highland barley cannot be like the previous threshing method of rice, which is threshing by beating.
The original owner used a flail to hit the ears of barley to thresh the barley.
The flail is a percussion threshing tool, a long wooden stick with a claw-shaped striking rod attached to it that can be flexibly rotated. When it is swung up and down, it uses the rotating axis and inertia to strike the crops, and the crops can be threshed.
Mu Xi cleared the snow in the yard, leaving a square piece of concrete floor.
A plastic sheet was laid on the cement floor, and the barley with heavy ears of wheat was placed on it.
There was only one flail in the tool room. Mu Xi was responsible for hitting with the flail, and Zhao Yeqing turned over the barley spread on the ground so that the flail could hit the barley evenly to achieve complete threshing.
The harvest from half an acre of land was pretty good. The two men worked for an entire afternoon and harvested five large bags of barley rice.
Mu Xi picked up a bag and weighed it, "About 60 kilograms."
Those five bags weigh about 300 kilograms.
There are also over 100 kilograms of rice, more than 20 kilograms of flour and glutinous rice, and countless processed products such as vermicelli, noodles, potato flour, etc. at home.
There shouldn't be any problem getting through this winter.
I was worried every day that the barley fields would be frozen by heavy snow, but now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yeqing looked at the freshly baked barley rice.
What to eat tonight...
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