Fang Yuanjian couldn't persuade him, and he was also very cold, so he quickly closed the door and timidly moved closer to the fire to warm himself. However, when he got closer, the rich aroma of the broth in the earthenware pot hit his nose, making him feel even more uncomfortable.
Yang Suo looked at the rabbit in the clay pot and asked in surprise: "Did you catch another rabbit?"
Xihe cut a few pieces of mountain red and threw them into the clay pot: "Hmm." His expression was indifferent.
Yang Shuo pursed his lips and said nothing.
Clay pots cook things slowly, so they can only be simmered slowly. Xihe added more fire for half an hour before it was finally cooked.
Fang Yuan and his companions inhaled the aroma of meat and felt even hungrier, but they could only watch Tan Ruo go outside to call for help. Then Zhou Yan and Pang He came in covered in snow, stomped their feet at the door and brushed off the snow.
"Eat." Xihe sat down on the stool.
Zhou Yan and Pang He nodded and sat down on a pile of grass nearby.
There was only one stool in the room, under Ji Qing's butt. The stool Xihe was sitting on was the folding plastic stool that Zhou Yan brought with him when he went out. Fortunately, there was some dry grass in the room, otherwise others would have had to sit on tree branches.
Seeing the three of them sitting together, taking turns eating, their mouths full of oil, they had no intention of greeting them at all.
Fang Yuan and the others' faces darkened further and further, and they couldn't help but say, "Zhou Yan, aren't you guys going too far?"
Xihe took a bite of the tender meat and said, "Excessive? Excuse me, did you hunt the rabbit in this pot, or did you pick up the firewood for the fire? You didn't give anything, and you still want to take advantage of me."
Just now, Zhou Yan and Pang He were sweeping the snow outside, but these people were warming themselves by the fire inside the house, and she hadn't found fault with them yet.
Lin Lei stared at her intently: "Tan Ruo, don't think that I won't do anything to you just because Zhou Yan is protecting you."
Xihe: "Oh, then come over here."
Lin Lei stood up and rushed over with clenched fists.
Yang Shuo stopped him firmly: "Lin Lei, don't be impulsive!" Then he looked at Zhou Yan, "Zhou Yan, we don't want to take advantage of you. It's just that it's snowing so heavily outside that it's difficult for us to go out even if we want to find food."
"Everyone was exhausted yesterday. Do you think you can..."
It was a bit embarrassing to say, but the point was, give them some rabbit meat.
Zhou Yan put down his chopsticks and looked up: "Ruozi, our food didn't just appear out of nowhere. We went out to find it in the heavy snow. Even these firewood were brought back bit by bit by Hezi and I, enduring the cold. We don't know how many days of snow will fall in the future. I have to consider Ruoruo and Hezi."
"Besides, don't you still have food?"
He would never help unless the situation was completely desperate.
Moreover, after seeing how they abandoned people and left in the past two days, it remains to be seen whether Yang Shuo and the others are worthy of help.
Yang Shuo's face suddenly stiffened, but Zhou Yan had said it so bluntly, so he couldn't continue to argue. He could only sit back in his seat in silence, but he didn't notice that there was a hint of disgust in Ji Qing's eyes when she looked at him.
After the meal, Pang He took the clay pot and chopsticks and went outside to scrub with snow, while Zhou Yan took a long stick to sweep the snow off the roof.
The wooden house had been built for who knows how many years. If the snow was too heavy and kept piling up, it might collapse. He was tall and had long legs, so he quickly swept the snow away with a long stick. However, after a day and a night, the snow was very thick and it took a lot of effort to sweep it away.
Xihe also went over to help, poking with a stick, but she got too close and the snow pile fell and buried her.
"Zhou Yan!"
Xihe flapped his wings hard.
Zhou Yan was startled and quickly ran over to dig the person out.
After digging the man out of the snow pile, Xihe spat out the snow in his mouth with a "Puh, Puh, Puh" sound, and the tip of his nose was red.
Zhou Yan took off his gloves and gently wiped the snow off her face. Seeing that she was shivering from the cold, he hurriedly said, "Come in quickly. We don't need your help here."
Xihe shook his head. Seeing that he was frowning and looked like he was going to continue persuading her, he suddenly became malicious and knocked him down, stuffing a handful of snow into his neck.
Zhou Yan shuddered instantly: "Ruoruo!"
Xihe rolled the snowballs in his hands and laughed, "Let's play snowballs."
Zhou Yan: "...cold."
Xihe raised an eyebrow, then threw away the snowball and touched his face with her cold hands: "Is it cold? Hey, Zhou Yan, your eyelashes are so long."
A cool fingertip gently poked his eyelashes.
The girl's eyes were filled with curiosity, and then her fingertips moved from her eyelashes to the tip of her nose and then to...
Zhou Yan shuddered, pushed the man aside, picked up a stick and ran to sweep the snow: "Come inside quickly, it's cold outside!"
Xihe was sitting in the snow with a confused look on her face. Just then, she heard a cough next to her. She looked over and saw Pang He with a guilty look on his face. He hurriedly picked up a wooden stick and went to sweep the snow.
She rolled her eyes, got up from the ground and continued to help sweep the snow.
The three men cleared the snow in the heavy snow, but as soon as they swept the snow away, a thin layer of snow formed on top.
In the middle, Xihe was buried in the snow again. After Zhou Yan dug her out again, he refused to let her continue sweeping the snow no matter what.
Xihe: ...Okay.
She was holding the pheasant in her hand and preparing to go into the house.
Zhou Yan hurriedly called out to her, "What's that in your hand?"
Xihe lifted it up and shook it: "Pheasant, I just found it by burying it in the snow."
Zhou Yan: ???
"Why are there pheasants here?"
My brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito. I couldn't help but think of the rabbit that hit a tree in the woods yesterday. It was very strange.
Xihe shook her head. "I don't know. I felt it right away. She must have wanted to run to the cabin to avoid the snow, but ended up freezing to death on the way." She giggled at him. "We can have roast chicken today."
Without waiting for him to continue speaking, she rushed into the house carrying the pheasant.
Zhou Yan: “…”
With a frown on his face, he was about to continue sweeping the snow with a wooden stick in his hand. When he turned around, he saw Pang He digging the snow with great effort.
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