Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

Chapter 279 Chapter 279 Extreme Cold 25
On the fire, the roasted meat was sizzling with oil, and everyone sat around the fire, baking clothes and shoes.

Thousands of kilometers of migration have smoothed everyone's edges and corners, and the sparks exploded "Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!" In the pot next to it, bone soup was stewed. Ye Fu took a piece of wood and stuffed it into the fire .

The weather has become very bad recently. There are no mountains and trees to block the cold wind, so I still feel extremely cold with more clothes.

The soup in the pot had already boiled, and everyone came over to make the soup one by one. There was a layer of oily flakes on the surface of the steaming soup. Ye Fu blew away the oily flakes before taking a sip.

"It would be great if there were green onions." Qi Yuan sighed.

"In summer, there are wild onions on the grassland."

"I don't know when the weather will warm up. There is no desert in Mongolia, right?"

"Yes, there are several large deserts, and snow-capped mountains."

"Actually, it's not good if the weather is too hot. If it's too hot, you're afraid of running out of water. Without water, it's worse than without the sun. You can live without the sun, but you can't live without water."

Everyone has experienced high temperature and knows how terrible the lack of water is.

Ye Fu remained silent. After eating, she asked Jiang Rong to go to the grove. She took out the two corpses and more than ten skulls in the space, and decided to bury them here.

The permafrost was very hard, so Ye Fu took out the shovel and dug a hole with great effort, and then put the corpse and the skull down.

"This is the prairie, I hope you like it here."

After filling the hole, the two left the grove, and the others were still chatting by the fire. Ye Fu went back to the carriage and took an iron bucket, scooping up half of the bucket of boiled snow water.

"After coming to the grassland, the temperature dropped again."

Ye Fu glanced at Jiang Rong, he was working on the stove.

"It might rain tomorrow." Jiang Rong packed the charcoal, took out the magnesium rod and started the fire again.

"I also think it will rain. When I went to the woods just now, I found that the leaves were dripping."

Ye Fu soaked his feet, and sat on the chair crookedly, "I'm so sleepy."

"The water is almost cold, go to bed quickly, the water is there, I will pour it."

Ye Fu looked at the footwashing water and smiled, "How embarrassing."

He said embarrassment on his mouth, but there was a natural look on his face.

Jiang Rong lowered his eyes and smiled, came over to pick up the basin, opened the door of the carriage and poured out the water.

Ye Fu huddled under the quilt, and she had walked more than [-] kilometers today, she was indeed a little tired.

Outside the carriage, Jiang Rong blew a whistle, and two birds flew back and landed on his arms. When he returned to the carriage with the two birds, Ye Fu had already fallen asleep.

Jiang Rong sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Ye Fu for a long time. In the dead of night, when everyone went back to the carriage to sleep, he lay down, hugged Ye Fu into his arms, and whispered "good night".

In the early morning of the next day, raindrops slammed on the carriage, Ye Fu opened her eyes and stared at the window, and waited for her brain to wake up safely before pulling back the quilt and getting out of bed.

The bed beside her was still warm, it seemed that Jiang Rong had just woken up.

Walking out of the carriage, watching the sleet fall on the board, Ye Fu took out the tarpaulin, called other people to build a shed, and then drove all the sheep, horses and mammoths into the shed.

"What the hell, it's raining, but it's still sleet, damn it."

"It's so cold, should we cut some branches and wood? I'm afraid we'll have to stay here for a few more days."

Ye Fu looked around, Jiang Rong came back from not far away wearing a raincoat, and he was carrying two gray rabbits in his hand.

Wan Tao glanced at the time, with a tired face, "Let's drink a bowl of hot soup first, and then take the knife, we have to chop some logs, spread the oil and build a big shed to hide from the rain. The rain has changed. If there is a big sign, the carriage must also be moved under the shed.”

Jiang Rong put the rabbit in the carriage, and took the machete that Ye Fu handed him.

"You didn't wake me up."

"I was going to wake you up when I came back, but I didn't expect you to wake up by yourself."

Jiang Rong helped her put on the goggles, and led her to the fire. Everyone was complaining about the unpredictable weather. Ye Fu shuddered, and quickly drank a bowl of hot soup, feeling much better in his stomach.

Fang Wei's face was a little ugly, Ye Fu smelled a bloody smell, and asked her to go back to the carriage to rest, but Fang Wei didn't want to stay.

"I can hold on."

"You don't have the strength to speak anymore, how can you persist? Go back and rest quickly, and I will give you two needles later."

Qi Yuan also persuaded, Fang Wei finally compromised.

Not wanting to waste time, everyone took their knives and hurried to the grove. After two hours of chopping, everyone came back with branches and logs.

We propped up the tarpaulin with wood, built a simple rainproof shed, and got the carriage inside the shed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The branches were cut off and thrown into the sheep shed, seeing the thick fog rising in the distance, Ye Fu felt a little uneasy.

The shed was rattled by the wind, because the permafrost layer was too hard, and the wood supporting the tarpaulin was not placed too deep. A gust of wind blew through, and the wood was blown from side to side.

The wood for the fire was very damp, and when it burned there was thick smoke, and everyone was choking and coughing.

"Ah Choo." Qi Yuan sneezed, shivering from the cold.

"Fortunately, we found this small forest. If there were no trees, we wouldn't even be able to support a shelter from the rain."

"It's too windy."

Liu Zhang found some stones and pressed the tarpaulin tightly. Everyone crowded into the shed, and no one dared to go out. The wind outside was too strong, and they could no longer stand still.

Police officer Song brought a coir raincoat and asked Wenwen to put it on, but Wenwen refused to wear it, so she insisted on letting Officer Song wear it, and the father and daughter let it go.

Ye Fu also put on her raincoat and rain shoes. She had just given Fang Wei a needle, and Fang Wei's medicine was still boiling in the medicine pot on the fire.

The atmosphere was a little dignified, and everyone prepared for the worst.

Ye Fu took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. He took a bucket and a shovel and planned to go out to get some snow.

Jiang Rong came over to take the iron bucket and shovel, and the two walked out of the shed. The strong wind was blowing in their faces. Ye Fu dragged Jiang Rong to squat down so that he would not be blown down by the wind.

On the prairie, there is only snow on the higher ground, the snow is very thin, and there are many branches or weeds in it. Rainwater drips from the front of the raincoat hat, and the snow cannot be shoveled. Ye Fu can only take it from the space. Take some snow and put it in a bucket and go back to the shed where the others are already cooking.

After lunch, everyone went back to the carriage. In the sheep shed next to it, some sheep were frightened by the strong wind and jumped up and down. Just calm down.

After taking off his raincoat, Ye Fu took out a towel and wiped his hair and face.

"The grassland is more dangerous than I thought, and the weather changes too fast."

Jiang Rong's hair and clothes were wet, he took off his clothes and put on a sweater, Ye Fu looked at his beautiful eight-pack abs, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

(End of this chapter)