Chapter 449 Nap
The two of them were not sure about which leaves to feed the silkworms. Zhao Yeqing inferred based on common sense that those that were too old might not work, and they didn't know if such small silkworms could chew them. Those that were too tender might not have enough fiber and nutrition.
Finally, I chose the mulberry leaves that were yellow with green and neither too old nor too young. I picked only a few leaves, tore them into pieces and placed them next to the silkworms.
In a sense, this thing is more interactive than most pets. For those who like to feed it and are not afraid of insects, raising silkworms can be very relaxing.
These tiny bugs haven't turned white yet and are still black. Once they are fed, they will bury their heads in their food. Zhao Yeqing can watch them eat for half an hour.
When raising silkworms, you have to pay attention to ventilation, otherwise they are prone to disease. This basement is relatively humid. When Zhao Yeqing left the basement, he opened the door and turned on the exhaust fan inside. When it was extremely cold before, they burned charcoal downstairs to keep the livestock warm, and installed several exhaust fans.
Since there was more gasoline than could be used up, Zhao Yeqing generously opened all of them, allowing the room to be ventilated 24 hours a day, and also put a lot of charcoal to absorb moisture and remove odors.
The inside is well ventilated, which is not only good for silkworm breeding, but also can store some things that were originally not suitable to be placed underneath, such as straw, licorice, and corn cobs.
The original animal pen in the basement was paved with cement floors, and the partition walls in the middle of the pen were movable. Now that there is no need to raise animals downstairs, Mu Xi demolished all the partition walls and turned it into a "big bunk bed".
There was also a cement floor, which made it very convenient to store things. The two of them sorted out the messy things in the yard, leaving more than half of the front yard empty.
It’s clean and spacious, and it makes me feel better just looking at it.
The sun is shining brightly in midsummer. Looking outside during the day, it looks like the outside is filtered by Hayao Miyazaki's animations. The only sound is the rustling of leaves and the wind.
The birds in the backyard sleep during the day and are active at night. The sparrows that often come were driven away by Zhao Yeqing, so not even a bird can be heard during the day. The two have been busy for so many days and took a good nap in the room.
The temperature was 35 degrees, and the air conditioner in the room was on. A cool breeze of 26 degrees Celsius was blowing gently. The left and right swinging blades of the air conditioner made the curtains sway, and the light and shadow flickered, making for a very good sleep.
Because they were so sleepy and were afraid of oversleeping accidentally, they went to bed at 1 p.m. and set the alarm for 3 a.m. When the alarm rang, they both got up in a daze. Zhao Yeqing turned off the air conditioner and touched a piece of exceptionally warm skin on his arm.
It was the air conditioner blades that blew the curtains, and the ray of sunlight coming in from outside just hit her arm, bringing a touch of warmth that did not belong to an air-conditioned room.
The warmth was incompatible with the coldness of the skin next to him, making the skin next to him seem chilly. Zhao Yeqing crawled back into the quilt, raised his hand to push Mu Xi, who was sitting up, down on the bed, and skillfully put his body into his arms.
It's warm.
The air conditioner blows cool air outside, and then you cover yourself with a thick quilt to keep warm. This is the correct way to spend the summer.
Oh, yes, there’s still a watermelon missing.
Mu Xi was afraid that she would fall asleep again and not be able to sleep at night, so he tried to coax her out of bed: "Before going to bed, I put the ripe watermelon in the garden in the refrigerator."
Zhao Yeqing struggled a bit in the quilt, but in the end, laziness defeated greed, and his brain immediately found an excuse: "Don't worry, it froze before going to bed, and it's only been two hours now, so it must not be completely frozen inside, I can still lie there for another hour."
Mu Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only take a step back: "You can lie down, but you can't fall asleep, or else you won't be able to sleep at night again."
Zhao Yeqing nodded repeatedly to ensure that he would not fall asleep. Mu Xi got up from the bed first and walked to the kitchen to cut the watermelon into small pieces. It was the hottest time of the year and nothing should be eaten that was icy. But the watermelon was ripe.
Watermelons in summer are warm at room temperature, which makes them uncomfortable to eat. Put them in the refrigerator for two hours before eating them. They won’t be very cold, but at least they will be cool, which makes them refreshing and helps relieve the heat.
When Zhao Yeqing eats watermelon, he likes to hold half of it and eat it with a spoon. However, the dog days of summer are special. It is not good for the body to eat half of it at once, and it is easy to breed bacteria if the leftovers are kept in the refrigerator. So Mu Xi cut off a small half, peeled it, cut it into pieces, and took it to the room.
Zhao Yeqing was lying down playing with his cell phone, hugging the quilt with his feet swinging back and forth.
In a room with poor air circulation, any slight smell will be very obvious. The moment Mu Xi opened the door, a scent of watermelon drifted into Zhao Yeqing's nostrils along with the wind that came in through the door.
The air conditioner was turned off, but the temperature in the room rose by several degrees in just twenty minutes. The cool watermelon was perfect for someone who was still sleepy and wanted to stay in bed after a summer nap.
Zhao Yeqing ate one piece at a time, feeling the cool watermelon juice sliding down his throat, feeling so comfortable that goose bumps appeared all over his body. "It's a pity that there are not many plants this year, so I won't be able to eat as much as I want."
There is also the melon and bean paste that I didn’t get to eat last year due to many twists and turns.
Watermelon juice cannot be drunk, the flesh can only be kept for eating and making sauce. There are not many fruits this year, the only ones that can be made into drinks are sweet tomatoes and grapes, and bananas and citrus fruits are not yet ready to be picked.
In summer, there is always something missing in the refrigerator without some drinks.
"The sheep is almost giving birth. After it's born, you can boil some goat milk and chill it to drink."
In previous years, some jasmine flowers were always added when cooking goat milk. The wild jasmine in the mountains has just reached its flowering period and will be gone in a month. Zhao Yeqing wanted to go to the mountains to pick some in the next few days.
"Let's pick some osmanthus flowers, the two flowers are close to each other." Mu Xi said, still recalling the time when the peach tree bore fruit last year. "The peach tree seemed to bear fruit at this time last year. These hairy peaches are not as delicious as honey peaches. It should be good to add some sugar to make a drink."
The sweet potato stalks in the field have reached the final harvest time. I ate a piece yesterday and it was very sweet. Mu Xi plans to harvest the sweet potato stalks after the sun goes down.
The homemade sugar-squeezing equipment has not been used since it was used once. Zhao Yeqing got up from the bed after eating half a plate of watermelon. If he wanted to harvest the sugarcane before the sun went down, he had to brush the wooden sugar-squeezing equipment, clean it and put it out to dry before the sun went down.
After moving the equipment out, Zhao Yeqing discovered that a thin layer of moss had grown on the wooden equipment that had not been used for a long time. It was a slippery kind. Zhao Yeqing took a palm-bristled brush and scrubbed the equipment inside and out several times before putting it in the sun to dry.
At this time of year, the sky will gradually darken at seven o'clock in the evening. At six o'clock, when the sun sets behind the western hills, Mu Xi takes an axe and goes to the field to harvest the sweet potatoes.
These sweet stalks are not like straw stalks and corn stalks. They are much harder. The original harvesters can harvest them, but they are easily damaged. Once damaged, they cannot be regenerated. So the two chose to harvest them manually.
As soon as I walked out of the yard, I saw Dayan standing by the wall and cursing.
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