Feng Yi has probably gone off to do a mission, so he'll probably be sleeping alone at home tonight. Luckily, he's not scared to sleep alone, and no one is bothering him, so he feels more comfortable sleeping.
I'm just a little worried about his safety, but otherwise I'm not worried at all. Besides, this isn't his first mission. He's probably been on countless missions in the past five years, so he's very experienced.
I ate something simple for dinner and listened to the rain outside. It seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, and it probably wouldn't stop for long.
What bothers Tang Baozhu the most now is that she feels like a lot of mosquitoes have suddenly flown in from all directions. It's not surprising that there are so many mosquitoes since it's already damp after the rain.
Many mosquitoes are poisonous, and one bite will leave a big welt. I've already prepared to go to bed in my room tonight.
But she was also worried that Feng Yi would come back in the middle of the night, and if she didn't sleep outside, he would catch her red-handed.
I first took a lot of mugwort leaves from my spatial storage, burned them, and used them to fumigate the mosquitoes. It was quite effective at swatting mosquitoes, which should help.
When the last bit is burned, put the rest in a broken jar and place it in the bedroom. That way, you won't have to worry so much when you sleep at night. At worst, you can bury your head under the covers, and then you won't be able to get bitten.
When I woke up the next morning, I heard birds chirping outside; their chattering was quite pleasant.
Tang Baozhu quickly realized that the rain must have stopped for the birds to come out.
Apart from the marks of his own sleep, there were no other marks on the bed, so it was clear that Feng Yi hadn't come back last night. But now that the weather had cleared up, he would probably be back soon.
I quickly got out of bed, went out into the yard, and looked outside. The air after the morning rain was incredibly fresh, and I felt so comfortable, as if I were in a natural oxygen bar.
The road surface was completely wet. I was so glad that I had placed small stones along the way. The other parts of the road without small stones were impossible to walk on; they would become incredibly muddy the moment you stepped on them.
It seems my wish to pick mushrooms won't be fulfilled for now. I'll have to wait until the sun comes out and some of the moisture in the mountains evaporates before I can go in and pick mushrooms without worrying about getting my clothes wet.
She quickly made herself a bowl of noodles, and after eating it, she started destroying the evidence. Her persona is that she can't cook, but she hasn't forgotten that.
Feng Yi didn't return until almost noon, completely soaked. Luckily, there was hot water in the pot, just in case, so we quickly told him to take a shower first.
While he was taking a bath, I continued to boil water in the pot, adding a lot of ginger, intending to give it to him to drink to ward off the cold and to soak his feet after he finished bathing.
Anyway, it's all clean water, and the ginger is also cleaned. The boiled water is drinkable. If there's any left over, you can soak your feet to remove the cold from your body and prevent any health problems.
When Feng Yi returned, he felt completely frozen. He did whatever his wife told him to do without saying a word. He was so exhausted that he didn't want to talk.
It rained all night last night, and the low-lying areas were flooded. The rescue team was exhausted trying to save the villagers' lives and property.
But after rescuing those villagers, I was still quite happy. After all, it was a human life. Although they suffered a bit, I felt it was all worth it.
After taking a nice hot bath, he finally felt a little better, but he still felt very cold inside. Feng Yi knew that cold air must have entered his body. They had experience with this before, so they would soak their feet more often in the future, and it would be fine in a month or two.
Unexpectedly, when he came out of the bathroom, his wife had prepared ginger tea and ginger water. Although it was obvious that they were all boiled together, he didn't mind.
There's nothing to complain about. Although his wife seemed a bit too extravagant, using ginger to boil water for foot baths, he didn't say anything. After all, it was his wife's kind gesture.
They used to soak their feet in hot water. Those who had the means would boil ginger sprouts in water to soak their feet. But in their old single dormitories, they didn't have the means to boil their own water, so they just made do with what they had!
"Wife, thank you."
"There's no need to thank me, it's all what I should do."
As Feng Yi drank ginger tea and soaked in ginger water, he felt incredibly comfortable. The lingering chill in his body seemed to be slowly being expelled.
It's not as cold as it was before; I feel much more comfortable now.
"It's almost lunchtime. Honey, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook for you after I finish my foot bath. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"
“I love everything you make. We seem to have a lot of cured pork at home. Why don’t we stir-fry some more? I’m worried it will spoil if we leave it for too long.”
Tang Baozhu thought of the treasures of Landlord Yang. The huge secret room was filled with supplies that could last for decades, as well as all kinds of cured and salted meat, all sealed in large vats.
The cured meat we have at home now was all taken from our spatial dimension when we were in the city. We took out quite a lot back then, and we still haven't finished eating it all.
Last month, Feng Yi had two days off and went hunting in the mountains again. Although he didn't encounter any large prey, he did manage to kill a half-grown wild boar weighing about 100 pounds.
Worried that the meat wouldn't keep well in the heat, I marinated all the meat except for a little bit to eat fresh, so it would last longer and wouldn't spoil.
Don't underestimate this half-grown wild boar; it has quite a bit of fat inside. Although it doesn't have as much as a fully grown wild boar, the rendered fat will weigh about two pounds.
All the bones were stewed and eaten. For many days afterward, they ate meat all the time. Even though the meat wouldn't spoil quickly after being marinated, it couldn't be marinated for too long, otherwise it would get infested with worms.
So now he's not interested in meat anymore. There's still some salted meat left in the jar, but he just doesn't want to eat it. But he can't do without meat, since Feng Yi trains a lot and can't do without oil and water, otherwise his body won't be able to handle it.
Upon hearing his wife's words, Feng Yi knew she must be tired of eating meat, so he didn't expose her and simply nodded in agreement.
Moreover, he was really tired of eating meat. He had never thought about hunting before to improve his diet. He felt that he could eat anything. But after his wife came, he unconsciously wanted to make sure she ate better.
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