gossip wife

Chapter 974

There is no shovel here, no tools of any kind, what kind of snow is shoveling?

Master Heng walked over and kicked the door roughly, Xiang Yu suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Hey, are you as rude as you? Don't kick the door down!" Finally, he found someone to rest his feet However, he kicked the door and broke it. Isn't it going to be blown by cold wind this night?
Zhuo Yiheng stood at the door indifferently: "Don't worry, I've checked carefully, this wooden door is very strong, please come in." He made a gesture of invitation to her obediently.

Xiangyu can't control that much now, as long as the door is not broken, she will have a place to hide from the wind and snow tonight.

The two quickly turned over the surface of the hut of a few square meters. There was a tank of water, a handful of rice, a wooden couch, and a quilt that was neither thick nor thin, and then there was nothing else, right , and most of the dry firewood, it seems that this is a temporary firewood house and not a hunter's cabin, and that's right, few people come to the barren mountains to hunt these days.

These are enough for the two of them. Although that little bit of rice can't fill their stomachs at all, Zhuo Yiheng decided to use that little rice to cook porridge. If the master keeps rice, he will naturally keep a pot. Of course, it's not a rice cooker. Here There is no electricity at all, so they can only use the most primitive method-burning with fire.

Xiangyu helped him pick out dry firewood, and Master Heng lit the fire, and they cooperated very well.

"Woman, guess what rich dishes I prepared for you?" Zhuo Yiheng asked her mysteriously when she came over with a bundle of firewood.

In this world of ice and snow, what rich dishes can he have?She didn't believe him, she must be trying to make fun of her, she directly bypassed his question, pointed to the dry firewood on the ground and said: "This should be enough, you hurry up and cook the porridge." Cut the nonsense.

He simply held her back: "you haven't answered my question yet."

"Master Heng, I don't believe you can conjure up any delicacies in this snowy day." Xiangyu was a little helpless, but seeing his sly smile, she suddenly thought of something, and asked in surprise: "You, you can't be ?”

"That's right, didn't I say before that if there is a wild beast, I will kill it and roast it to eat? I broke a wolf's leg just now. I didn't expect that God really favored us and gave us a wooden house so soon. You wait Come on, my young master will roast a wolf leg for you right away." He really pulled out a wolf leg from his clothes as if by magic.

Xiangyu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw the fluffy wolf legs. He really dared to take it, and he wasn't afraid that the bloody smell would attract any beasts.

"Don't have such a disgusted expression, right? Although this leg is hairy and ugly, I promise you will say it's delicious after it's baked." Master Heng is full of confidence, as if what he wants to bake now is just a simple chicken leg .

Xiang Yu didn't dislike it. She used to have the experience of being able to eat bark during training. Now she can eat meat. She doesn't know how happy she is, but she has never eaten wolf meat. Can this be eaten?
There was a fire in the wooden house, there was no wind and snow, and there was some warmth inside. Xiangyu took off the clothes stained with wolf blood on his body, washed the blood on his face with water, and finally washed away the disgusting smell.

Zhuo Yiheng also took off the military overcoat they bought at the clothing store, and very consciously put it together with the coat she took off. He rolled up his sleeves and roasted wolf legs while cooking porridge.

Xiang Yu sat on the edge of the couch and looked out the window, but she couldn't see clearly, the glass windows were covered with snow, she saw the man's serious face when she turned her head.

(End of this chapter)