Chapter 322 Dawn
The windows in the house are covered with thick cloth or old clothes, wool felt, etc., sealing the tiny gaps in the window frames to ensure the temperature in the house.
If no one adds firewood to the stove when people go to bed, the fire will gradually get smaller in the second half of the night. In the past, Mu Xi woke up earlier than Zhao Yeqing, but as the weather gradually got colder, Zhao Yeqing woke up first.
Woke up by the cold.
If her feet accidentally touched the cold place in the quilt, she would immediately wake up from the cold, then pull her legs up and tuck her feet under Mu Xi's body.
Zhao Yeqing was not feeling sleepy today, so he did not stretch his feet over. After being woken up by the cold, he put on his coat and added firewood to the stove.
If she got up, Mu Xi would definitely be awakened. He opened his eyes dazedly and saw Zhao Yeqing getting up. He asked lazily, "Did you forget to turn off the lights in the backyard last night?"
From the unsealed corner of the window near the bed, I could see a faint white light coming in from outside.
There was no light in the room at the moment, so the tiny ray of light was clearly visible.
Zhao Yeqing heard this, and he didn't stop throwing firewood into the stove. He recalled in his mind: "No, I went down to the basement from the backyard with a flashlight last night, and I didn't turn on the light at all."
Mu Xi closed his eyes tightly and opened them again. As his blurry vision became clear, his chaotic thoughts gradually returned to normal.
Finally realizing something, he quickly got out of bed, no wonder he didn't even put on his coat, walked to the window and lifted the window covering.
The adhesive tape made a tearing sound, and Zhao Yeqing looked up when he heard the sound...
Then both of them were stunned.
The long-lost bright light shone in from outside the window, and the light was reflected on the snow in the yard, which was a bit dazzling when it shone in again.
After staring for a few seconds, Mu Xi felt a slight sting in his eyes and blinked to make sure he was not seeing things. He immediately turned to look at Zhao Yeqing.
Zhao Yeqing saw that the firewood he had not yet thrown into the stove had fallen to the ground. He opened his mouth silently before speaking, "What is this? Is it dawn?"
"It seems... yes."
Mu Xi raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. The time on it showed 8:37 in the morning.
The sky was a little foggy and the sun couldn't be seen, but there was indeed some light.
Zhao Yeqing stood up, turned around, ran over and opened the door.
What she saw was a dazzling white light. She could clearly see the scene in the yard, the debris blown to the corner by the strong wind, the thick snow, the fallen tiles and the golden light faintly shining through the white mist.
At this moment, huge joy filled her chest. She felt like a person lost in the desert who finally found an oasis. She experienced the feeling of surviving a disaster.
The huge rock that had been pressing on my heart for so long was removed in an instant. I felt a burst of clarity and my breathing became smoother.
Mu Xi waited in the room for a while and looked at the temperature on his watch. It seemed to have increased compared to yesterday. However, this data could not be taken as accurate, after all, it was also related to the fire of the floor heating.
He put on his clothes and went out the back door, walked to the breeding basement, and fed the livestock as usual.
The environment of the breeding basement is relatively closed, and the ambient temperature is very stable, and it is unlikely to be affected by too many factors.
He first prepared the feed for the livestock: silage and hay for horses, cows and sheep.
The original plan was to harvest some grass to make silage after the snow, but later the grass was harvested, but the temperature dropped too obviously, making the silage difficult to ferment and prone to mold.
Not long after, it was dark again. The two were glad that they didn't put the fruits in for silage, otherwise they would have all been ruined.
Therefore, they gave priority to using forage grass as feed, and the silage in the two silo pits that had been built earlier was only used later. In addition, the weather was cold, so they only fed once a day, and now half of the silage in the pit is still left.
Pigs are fed with sweet potatoes and rice bran boiled together, while chickens are fed with a mixture of brown rice and corn.
Since the charcoal basin was placed in the basement, pig feed is also cooked directly in the basement. This way, the two-in-one fire saves the effort of moving sweet potatoes from the basement to the house and then bringing the pig feed back to the basement after cooking.
Feeding the pigs took the longest time. After they were all fed, Mu Xi looked at his watch. The temperature on it was minus eighteen degrees Celsius.
It's three to four degrees higher than yesterday.
It is obviously due to the dawn today.
When Mu Xi returned to the house, Zhao Yeqing had not come back yet.
When I walked to the front yard, I saw her dressed warmly, wrapping herself like a small ball, holding the solar panel in her hand and putting it on the rack.
The rack was built in the yard, with piles driven into the ground at the bottom, and the angle specially adjusted so that the solar panels could receive the most sunlight when placed on top.
It was the sturdiest of all the racks in the entire yard and the only one that was not blown down.
Zhao Yeqing put the solar panel on. There are four small holes on each layer of the shelf, which are specially used for connecting with the solar panels. Just screw the screws in directly.
The electricity used this winter is really too much. If we hadn't found a generator and had to rely solely on candles for lighting, the weak light would probably have made us even more emotionally broken.
The generator consumed a lot of gasoline during this polar night, a little more than half a liter every day. Although the two of them had a considerable amount of gasoline remaining, this amount of stock might last a lifetime, and she felt distressed every time a little was used up.
Now that there is light, Zhao Yeqing is busy hanging up the solar panels again, saving as much as possible.
She was wearing too many clothes and could hardly stretch her arms straight, so Mu Xi came over to help her put them up. The two of them worked together to install them and quickly went back to the house.
Zhao Yeqing took off his kidnapper's cap and breathed a few breaths of fresh air. He was obviously happier than before. "I was also told that although it's still very cold, I feel much more comfortable than yesterday. At least it doesn't hurt as much."
Mu Xi also felt it, "I just went to the basement to feed the baby. After feeding, I waited for the temperature on the watch to stabilize. I saw that it was around -17 or -18 degrees Celsius, which is a little warmer."
There is no better news right now than the daybreak and rising temperatures.
"The snow is definitely not going to melt anytime soon. I'm afraid our firewood stockpile won't last long enough for the snow to melt. We still have to go out and chop firewood."
Mu Xi thought silently after hearing this. He knew Zhao Yeqing's concerns, but transportation of the firewood after cutting was also a problem.
The closest place to the house is to walk towards the back of the house, to the back of the gentle slope of the charcoal kiln where two people are burning charcoal, where there are trees that can be cut.
It is difficult to cut down big trees, and after cutting them down they cannot be transported back, and if they are transported back they are still wet.
The best way is to collect firewood, pick up those dead branches that have fallen in the snow.
The prerequisite is that the firewood broken by the snow is not buried by the snow falling behind, otherwise it will have to be dug out from under the snow.
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