The chicken is coated with seasonings, wrapped in mud, and buried in the fire to make a simplified version of beggar's chicken.
The rabbit meat is diced, skewered with thin twigs, and roasted over charcoal.
The aroma of the rabbit meat quickly filled the air, its irresistible fragrance making one's mouth water.
The oil from the rabbit meat dripped into the fire, sizzling as it fell, and the aroma of the meat grew stronger as various seasonings were sprinkled on top.
Black Gold was so hungry it scratched its head, but it didn't dare to come over. It was afraid that Song Liyun would hit it again, so it could only hide far away.
Fortunately, some friends were sympathetic and considerate.
Every time Song Liyun finished grilling a skewer, Xiao An would blow on it to cool it down and then bring it to her.
Moved to tears, Hei Jin hugged Xiao An and kept kissing his face.
After eating the roasted rabbit, everyone was full. Song Liyun carefully put away the beggar's chicken, which was still covered in mud, and the roasted rabbit that she had left for Song Zhenping before she began to pack up the tent.
Xiao An touched the single tent that resembled a small house, and said reluctantly, "If you like it, you'll come back!"
Now there are more and more people in Baolinju, but he still prefers to be with his older brother, older sister, and Heijin.
Setting up a tent in the mountains like today is his happiest day.
Song Liyun patted his head: "Okay, we'll come again tomorrow. Let's invite your brother too."
She also felt that the house was becoming increasingly noisy, and Xiao An and Hei Jin were both uncomfortable.
Why not fence off the woods outside Baolinju and build a private paradise just for Xiao An and Hei Jin?
Since we've come all this way, we must return with a full load.
On their way home down the mountain, Song Liyun, along with Xiao An and Hei Jin, walked, played, and collected things.
When Song Liyun arrived home, her space was filled with several more piles of acorns, as well as a lot of dry tree branches and firewood.
He now had two more pheasants and three more rabbits.
With his younger siblings not at home, Song Zhenping felt uneasy all day. Before the soldiers finished their work, he waited by the river early.
When Song Zhenping saw Song Liyun and the others appear on the opposite bank, he finally felt relieved.
The three siblings were reunited by climbing the long ladder.
Xiao An hugged her brother's arm, showing him the cute little rabbit and the rabbit skin she had skinned.
Seeing a live rabbit followed by a dead one is rather eerie.
Song Zhenping blinked hard, trying to hold back her tears, her eyes red from laughing.
Xiao An used to be too afraid to even speak loudly, but now he can actually handle prey.
When the three siblings arrived home, the soldiers at the garrison had already finished their work and left. Only Han Ming was cleaning up the remaining garbage at Baolin Residence.
I cooked millet porridge for dinner, along with some pickled vegetables, and reheated the beggar's chicken—it was a hearty meal.
Han Ming had only been at Baolinju for a few days, and he thought that being able to drink some corn porridge to fill his stomach would be enough.
Unexpectedly, he not only ate his fill, but also ate meat almost every day. Now, you probably can't get rid of him even with a knife.
There is strength in numbers.
In just one day, the backyard had been completely transformed. The garden soil had been turned over, and two fire walls divided the yard into four sections, with a fire burning in the middle and the two sides for warmth.
A large section of the mixed forest outside Baolin Residence was also cleared out to serve as a reserve firewood stack, enough to burn for a while.
While most families hibernated during the following period, Baolinju was bustling with activity.
They still had to make acorn tofu, and there was even more work to be done in the greenhouse in the backyard. Song Zhenping and his sister, along with Han Ming, were extremely busy.
The total area of the greenhouse, including the original one, is over 500 square meters.
The variety of vegetables planted has also increased.
Chinese cabbage, green beans, eggplant, peppers, and a piece of chives.
These seeds are all mixed with good seeds brought from the end times.
Song Liyun was also unsure whether the excellent varieties carefully cultivated by these researchers had expired after being left in her space for ten years and could no longer sprout and grow.
Without a thermostat, the firewall needs to be monitored 24 hours a day.
Without a humidifier, the greenhouse is cooled and kept moist by sprinkling water with a broom twice a day.
These jobs are dirty, tiring, and require constant supervision; they are all done by Song Zhangping and Han Ming.
The task of delivering acorn tofu to the town fell to Song Liyun.
From the moment the greenhouses were set up, Suijin Town experienced several consecutive days of heavy snowfall in the twelfth lunar month.
A heavy snow fell overnight, and the eaves were piled with a foot of snow.
Song Liyun carried the basins out of the kitchen and placed them on the wooden plow.
Boss Mu now takes three pots of these every day, and today he's also sending one to the nursing home.
She tightened her collar and cuffs as she was about to leave when Xiao An ran over: "Sis, let's go!"
"It's cold outside, you go farm with your brother."
Xiao An had accompanied her to town twice, but today the ground was slippery and difficult to walk on due to the snow, so Song Liyun wouldn't let him go out.
Xiao An didn't insist. She just bit her lip, took off her own rabbit fur scarf, stood on tiptoe, and put it around Song Liyun's neck, whispering, "Good morning!"
"Hmm, Xiao An is such a good girl. Are you reading the books I gave you?"
Xiao An's eyes lit up when she heard about books, and she nodded, saying, "Look! It's great!"
"Okay, when your sister comes back later, she'll test you!" Song Liyun said with a smile.
Upon hearing that there would be an exam, Xiao An bit her lip and ran away again.
Stepping out of the courtyard, the wooden sled glided nimbly across the snow.
She left home a little late today, thinking that the elderly had been waiting for too long, so she went to the nursing home first.
As agreed, Old Man Zhang and several others were already waiting by the roadside. As soon as they saw Song Liyun approaching, someone bowed and addressed her as "Miss Song!"
Some people also came over carrying wooden pallets.
Song Liyun first took a basin of acorn tofu from her wooden plow and placed it on the old people's carrying rack.
Then he smiled at Old Man Zhang and said, "Uncle Zhang, I can only give you a bag of acorn flour today. I don't have much grain at home either. I'll bring firewood tomorrow."
Old Zhang bowed gratefully, saying, "It's nothing. The young lady is kind-hearted and has already done a great service."
During this period, the Song family not only sent grain, but also acorn tofu and acorn flour.
Although it wasn't much, it was enough to make their winter a little easier.
Someone took out three large bags from the side, which were bulging with fruit: "Miss Song, these are the acorns we shelled."
Looking at the bag, Song Liyun exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't they say this batch of acorns would be shelled in ten days?"
This is the work she assigned to the nursing home.
Song Liyun knew all too well that a bowl of rice could nurture a benefactor, while a bushel of rice could breed an enemy.
The acorns, tofu, firewood, and grain that the Song family gave to the nursing home were not given away for free.
Just two months ago, the Song family was a desperate military household, only able to make acorn tofu to earn money to buy grain. There's no reason why they would be so wealthy that they could support dozens of people in the nursing home for free.
When Song Liyun delivered the acorn tofu for the second time, she asked Old Man Zhang and the others if they could help peel the acorns.
There are no machines here, so acorn shells can only be opened by hand. A small number can be handled by themselves, but a large number is definitely not an option.
After just over a month of peeling, the fingers of the three Song siblings were covered in wounds.
She simply asked the people at the nursing home if they were willing to help, offering to pay her with grain and firewood.
Old Zhang and the others had nothing better to do, and seeing that they could get food and firewood by doing these small tasks, they were naturally willing to do so.
There's a limit to how many times someone will give you something for free; they'll only give it if they're happy, and they won't if they're not.
Things earned by oneself last longer, and one can eat them with more confidence.
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