Liu Liang hooked her finger at the dog, and the big yellow dog ran over with the food bowl in its mouth. Then it placed the food bowl in front of Liu Liang and squatted down obediently.
Liu Liang picked up the egg and hit it with Dahuang's dog's head, and the eggshell broke. It was not bad to have the dog's head break the egg.
She began to peel the eggs slowly and finally put the peeled chicken caps into the dog bowl.
The big yellow dog did not open its mouth to eat the eggs. Instead, it picked up its own food bowl, twisted its fatter butt, and went to its nest to eat slowly.
"It's really a spirit."
Liu Jing shook her head. She didn't care how naughty the big yellow dog was. No matter how naughty it was, it was still a dog. At most, it would become a dog demon. She had seen many demons in that place. She was not afraid even if it became a demon. Besides, it seemed that Big Yellow was not a demon. It was such a stupid dog, so it was better for it to just be Big Yellow.
After washing her hands in the basin beside her, Liu Liang placed the bowl on the chopping board, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
The noodles tasted good, especially the tender green vegetables in it, which were tempting for ten people. Of course, she was also very full.
After washing the dishes, Liu Jing had nothing to do. She didn't really want to eat at night. If she was hungry, she would eat a piece of bread and a few biscuits and fall asleep.
She put away the induction cooker and other items, pushed the wheelbarrow into the room, and first touched the fire pit. The temperature seemed a little low, not as warm as usual.
Could it be that it’s extinguished? It can’t be extinguished. She’s afraid of the cold.
She hurriedly pushed the wheelchair outside and took a look. Sure enough, there were not many sparks and no wood chips. She added several handfuls of wood chips into the kang.
The villagers all use this to heat their kangs. Every household has a lot of wood chips stored. Aunt Zhou brought her a tricycle full of them, and there is still half a tricycle left, enough for her to burn for ten days or half a month.
After everything on the kang was tidied up, Liu Jing finally sat on the kang she had been longing for. It must be said that this kang was really comfortable to sleep on and it didn't make her feel irritated. When she got back, she insisted on lighting one for herself and sleeping on it in the winter. The whole house was warm and she could even save on heating.
She read for half the night, with books, snacks, and drinks. Liu Liang was not a big fan of drinks, but sometimes taking a few sips was a nice thing. She spent her days like this. Although she was a little indulgent, her life was still easy after all. There was nothing too difficult, and no one too annoying. Even the injury on her leg no longer hurt. If it weren't for the fact that her leg was still tightly fixed, Liu Liang herself might have forgotten that her leg was broken.
Early the next morning, the small electronic alarm clock that Liu Liang placed on the table rang.
Liu Liang opened her eyes. The sky outside was a little gray and it seemed that it was not yet bright. She picked up the electronic alarm clock that was placed aside. It was seven o'clock and it seemed that today would be a cloudy day.
It seemed that it became cold as soon as the weather got colder. Liu Jing quickly stuffed her arms back into the quilt. It was really too cold. Without the quilt, she could obviously feel the cold.
She doesn't want to get up, what should she do?
The distance between the inside and outside of the quilt is no less than the North Pole.
But in the end she sat up and put on her clothes. Although she was wearing an old cotton coat on the outside, she was wearing cashmere inside. She was fully armed, so she was not cold at all.
After opening the door, she sat in the wheelchair and went to the door, without moving for a long time. No wonder she always felt that the daybreak came a little late today. It turned out that it was foggy, and the fog was very thick. The visible distance was almost one or two meters, and she could not see anything in front.
Liu Jing didn't go to the kitchen because she thought it was too cold, so she took out the induction cooker in the room, heated up a few steamed buns for herself, fried some shredded potatoes, and boiled two eggs.
She threw a steamed bun, an egg, and a few pieces of meat to the dog and told it to eat by itself and not to bother her.
The big yellow dog seemed to be annoyed by the cold outside, so he picked up the food bowl and ran to a corner to eat a steamed bun.
After Liu Liang finished her meal, she poured some hot water into her thermos and put it in the ring. When the big yellow dog saw it, it tilted its head in surprise, but after a while it buried its head in its food bowl and continued to gnaw on the meat.
I'm going out. Remember to watch over the house and don't let anyone come in and take my things.
Liu Jing said something to the big yellow dog, no matter whether it understood or not, she just said that if something was really lost, she would kill the dog.
After she closed the door and locked it from the outside, she pushed her wheelchair towards the foot of the mountain.
Because of the fog, I could only vaguely see the bungalows not far ahead, and smoke was coming out of several chimneys.
There are quite a few people in the village. Maybe because it is winter, most people don’t have to go to the fields. Everyone, big and small, is too lazy to get up. However, the diligent women have already started making breakfast, adding some homely atmosphere to the whole village.
Liu Liang continued to push the wheelchair with gloves on her hands, but even so, she was still numb from the cold. It wasn't the coldest yet, but this place was already starting to freeze. If it was the coldest days of winter, who knows how cold it would be?
Fortunately, she had already left by then, otherwise, she thought she would have frozen to death here.
She rubbed her hands and took off her gloves. Her hands were so cold that they didn't feel like her own and were numb.
After rubbing for a long time, I finally felt a little heat.
She put on gloves again and continued to push the wheelchair forward. Her legs were covered with a quilt and her feet were wearing thick snow boots. They were made of pure wool and were very warm. Her feet were so warm in them that they were a little sweaty.
There was a hot water bottle on my legs, so I wasn’t cold at all, but my hands were too cold.
It was only cold this time, she comforted herself and continued pushing the wheelchair forward. There was no one around in the morning, especially with such heavy fog. Liu Jing didn't meet anyone along the way. When she arrived at the foot of the mountain from her home, she was still alone.
Liu Jing pushed the wheelchair to the big tree that had been cut down into a smaller size, and then touched the trunk.
She looked left and right, and finally found a very good distance and position for herself, and took out an axe. This was the tool she and Zeng Xubai took when they went to dig the ginkgo tree last time, but they forgot to take it out when they came back.
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