"I'll go with you. I can also help collect firewood, and Beibei can stay at home to take care of dad." Dabao insisted.

Gu Qinghuan would definitely not agree.

"You stay at home and take care of the food. If your grandma and the others come over again, Beibei can't stay at home alone."

Dabao thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. He gave up the idea of ​​going up the mountain with her.

Gu Qinghuan went up the mountain alone, carrying an axe.

This is the good thing about living at the foot of a mountain. There is a slope right outside your door.

There was not much firewood at the foot of the mountain. All that could be gathered had already been gathered. We walked up along a small path that everyone had come out of.

On the way, he met many people collecting firewood, but Gu Qinghuan maintained his usual demeanor and said nothing.

The forest belongs to the collective, and villagers are not allowed to cut down trees without permission. They can only find some dead branches and fallen leaves, which everyone can take, and it does not count as digging into the social corner.

At that time, everyone relied on these dead branches to make fire and cook. As for the remaining firewood, the village would organize a unified felling at the end of the year. At that time, each family would use their own ability to get the remaining firewood.

Gu Qinghuan wanted to find a place without people so that he could use the space to cheat, so he kept walking up the mountain. After walking through the forest for about half an hour, he finally came to a place where there were few people.

Because it is far away, no one comes here to collect firewood. It is a trouble if it is too far and cannot be brought back.

So there are obviously more dead branches and small bushes here, which can be seen everywhere, and there is even a whole dead tree.

Gu Qinghuan wanted to buy an electric saw and clear the entire forest in one fell swoop like Baldy Wang, but he was afraid that the noise would be too loud and he would be found by the police.

All I could do was put on my work gloves, pick up my axe and start chopping.

Not to mention, this axe is quite useful. If you use the right force, it can be unstoppable. The recoil is quite strong, and it made her body numb. But it's not a big problem and it won't bother her.

Gu Qinghuan quickly chopped down a large pile of branches, most of which were as thick as a baby's arm and were already dry and easy to burn.

When she had almost finished chopping wood, she stopped and started to bundle the firewood, using the hemp rope she had bought. In the village, firewood was usually bundled with bamboo strips, and she didn't have time for that.

After carefully selecting and bundling six large bundles of firewood, I looked at the time in the space and saw that it was almost 12 o'clock since I came here at 12 o'clock.

Time passed too quickly, and she had to hurry back to cook for the children. When she left, she forgot to leave some fruit or something for them.

This is when the benefits of space become apparent.

Gu Qinghuan directly threw six large bundles of firewood into the space. He was too lazy to even take the axe. He put them all in, traveled light, and quickly went down the mountain.

The way down the mountain was obviously much faster than the way up. When I was going up the mountain, I was only looking for firewood and didn't notice such beautiful scenery.

The mountains are filled with autumn at this time of year. The leaves of coniferous forests, red pine, spruce, fir, maple and maple trees gradually turn red and fall on the ground, forming a red carpet that is beautiful beyond words.

I also picked a few hazel mushrooms, which are an important ingredient in the famous Northeastern dish, stewed chicken with mushrooms. These should be enough for a meal, waiting for them to dry.

Hawthorn can be seen everywhere in the mountains. When it is raw, it must be boiled and mixed with sugar, otherwise it will be very sour. Ripe hawthorn is sweet, with a sandy texture.

Gu Qinghuan thought Beibei might like them, so he picked a lot of them and threw them into the space.

They basically didn't see anything when they went down the mountain. Unlike Gu Qinghuan, they didn't have the space to cheat. They had to carry the goods down the mountain in bundles, which reduced their efficiency a lot.

As soon as she got home, Gu Qinghuan took a look around and found nothing. She quickly placed six bundles of firewood near the house.

"Dabao, Beibei, open the door, I'm back."

All I could hear was Beibei's cheerful laughter coming from inside, and soon the door opened.

Gu Qinghuan moved the firewood outside in bundles to the firewood shed behind the kitchen.

The two children just thought she was amazing and did not wonder how she managed to get so much firewood in the morning. After all, the strength of an adult and a child is completely different.

Gu Qinghuan handed the hawthorn to Beibei like a treasure and received a big hug in return.

While the two children were eating hawthorns, Gu Qinghuan washed up and started cooking.

There was a lot of meat in the refrigerator, but 껩 couldn't conjure it out of thin air, so she could only settle for the eggs that best explained it.

In lunch, we simply stewed some rice and made some scrambled eggs with prickly ash and some cold mixed prickly ash. These were wild vegetables that the two children picked in the mountains yesterday and they couldn’t be wasted.

They were all quick and simple dishes. After a while, the two little guys were eating white rice with scrambled eggs with prickly ash sprouts.

"Mom, is it really okay for us to eat like this?" Beibei felt that the meals of the past few days were almost as good as their last dinner.

Is white rice with eggs something she can eat?

Dabao looked at the white rice in the bowl and thought that this amount of rice could be used to cook two bowls of white rice porridge. Besides, didn’t he have eggs in the morning? If he ate like this, he was really afraid that he would have to chew tree bark all day. There was no other way. He was too hungry.

"We don't actually have to eat such good food. Wild vegetable balls, corn porridge, and black-faced steamed buns are all fine, as long as we are full." He whispered.

This was the first time that Gu Qinghuan was asked to lower the food standards.

The key is that the two dishes on the table are already her minimum standards.

"Cough, cough." Gu Qinghuan coughed twice.

"I have the final say on what we eat. Don't worry, there is enough food at home, and the money your father gives us is more than enough for us to eat well."

After hearing this, the two little guys stopped arguing and just picked up their bowls to eat.

So this is what white rice tastes like, fragrant, soft and chewy. The prickly ash sprouts don’t have any bitterness at all and are quite delicious.

This meal completely overturned the two little guys' perception of food. They used to think that the food was disgusting and just enough to fill their stomachs, but with Gu Qinghuan's clever additions, it became delicious.

Gu Qinghuan quickly finished her meal, then took the food to the east room to feed Xu Huaian.

After a brief moment of clarity, he fell into a new round of insanity, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

However, she did not smile at Gu Qinghuan. I guess she knew her. She opened her mouth cooperatively while eating, but she didn't say anything else.

After dinner, I drank a glass of spiritual spring water.

Gu Qinghuan asked the two children to continue talking and chatting with him. Although he did not respond, he could sense that he was just caught up in his own emotions and did not want to pay attention to them.

After dinner, I prepared to rest for a while and fight again next time. I first saved enough firewood for the time being.

In another month, the village will probably organize everyone to go chop firewood for the winter, and then we can find a way to get more firewood for the winter.