Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
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443 Cold air 18
Ye Fu extended a hand and hugged his waist tightly, and immersed his entire body in his embrace.
The cave was very quiet, with an occasional cough and speaking voice, and Jiang Rong still smelled the smell of bath soap, which was very faint and pleasant.
"I'll start knitting a sweater for you tomorrow."
"And a haircut."
After speaking, Ye Fu fell asleep.
Jiang Rong patted his back lightly, heard his short breath, smiled, and hugged him tighter.
When Ye Fu woke up the next day, Luoluo had already flown over to play with Xuxu, even though she was very tired, she had the same heart as a child, she said, so he naturally preferred to play with them.
Ye Fu took out his pocket watch and saw it, only eight o'clock, very early in the morning.
Jiang Rong had come out, and might have brought someone else to cut firewood outside the cave, and there might have been new cold air coming in, he said, so we have to be careful and store more wood and water.
It is not easy to collect water outside. Need to scrape the ice sheet on the stems and leaves. Although Ye Fu would add water to a wooden bucket every day, it should not be too obvious. After everyone woke up, water consumption increased sharply, except for daily cooking and drinking, no one wanted to throw away a drop of water without special circumstances.
Ye Fu put on his coat and hat, then pulled back his blanket to get up.
In the vegetable field, Xuxu and Wenwen were digging earthworms and maggots with wooden bowls, maggots were also called earth silkworms, and could also be used as chicken feed.
Luoluo crouched over Xuxu's head and chatted, Wenwen couldn't stand the noise, and quietly moved away from them.
Ye Fu stretched his waist, turned around, returned to the wooden house, took out a ball of wool, and began to knit a sweater.
After so many years, Jiang Rong's figure had not changed, and the size of the clothes did not need to be re-measured, everything was remembered in Ye Fu's mind.
Even though he said that he only wanted one red sweater, Ye Fu still picked up some colors and planned to knit five or six for him.
Pink was also very suitable for him, Jiang Rong had bright skin, wearing this color would not look ancient.
When Jiang Rong opened it and entered, Ye Fu was biting on the knitted needle in his mouth and was designing a new sweater pattern.
Ye Fu took a dry towel and helped her wipe the ice off her coat.
“Wu Pei shocked for half a minute just now.” Jiang Rong took off her hat with a serious expression.
"What's going on?"
"He fell down, dropped his mask, poured cold wind into his mouth, and fainted before he could catch his breath."
Ye Fu frowned, "This is so serious, how is it now?"
"It's okay now. After the shock, the body immediately stiffened, and the pupils of the eyes began to loosen. In this situation, people who were too weak looked for death as they came out. "Jiang Rong stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Nose Fu, "Wear more clothes."
"I see, what about the others?"
"The others are fine, but anyone who goes outside must be suffering from back pain in their hands and feet."
Ye Fu nodded, he took out two large jars of chilblain ointment, tore the logo and stickers on it, and asked Officer Song to share it with others.
Ye Fu went to see Wu Pei's condition. Although his life was not in danger, his condition was not so good. He was a little paralyzed, a cold wind went into his trachea and lungs, his face was a bit purple, his speech was vague, and he couldn't even stop drooling.
“What should I do?” Officer Song was a little anxious. After all, Wu Pei followed everyone out of the safe zone, and his friendship was deeper.
"Jiang Rong said that if he rested for two days, he would return to normal."
"It becomes like this when the cold wind blows. It's not a cold wind but an evil wind."
"This wind is scary. Look at my neck."
"My body got stuck in a branch, and the wind came in through the collar, and the wind-blown skin became like this, itchy and sore."
After he finished speaking, he pulled back his collar.
Qi Yuan took out an ointment from his bag, squeezed it a little, and asked him to wipe it around his neck.
"really terrible. Why so scary? We traveled in very cold weather before. The temperature was over sixty degrees below zero, and not too cold."
"Cold dry is different from cold air. Cold air like a knife. No matter how much you wear it, it's useless."
"Don't go out for a while. The water that is hoarded can now be used sparingly for two months. Enough wood to burn for a while."
Among these people, only Jiang Rong, Tang Yizheng, and Fang Ming possessed capable physical fitness.
“How about this, come out for half a month, and then we will cooperate with each other. Those who are more resistant to frost will cut wood, others will bring the wood back, and the weaker ones will continue inside the cave. "Wan Tao's setup is very good. It makes sense, no problem for everyone.
Fortunately, two days later, Wu Pei returned to normal. His facial paralysis had some residual symptoms, and the corners of his eyes and cheek muscles twitched from time to time. Ye Fu gave him acupuncture, but it didn't work.
In his spare time, Ye Fu knitted a sweater in the wooden house, there was not much work outside, the area of the vegetable field had expanded, and he had planted several gourds in the past two days.
Jiang Rong's hair had been cut short After these few days of practice, Ye Fu's techniques had improved tremendously, comparable to a professional barber.
“You really want me to wear this color?” Looking at the perfectly sewn pink sweater in Ye Fu's hands, Jiang Rong's expression broke for a moment.
"Pink, beautiful once, put it on and show me."
Ye Fu moved his hand, it should be very fitting, and there was no need to change it at all.
"Does it really look good to me?" Jiang Rong could not believe what she looked like in this color, she felt a soft suspicion.
"Yes, I promise, you will definitely look good wearing it, and I've prepared other colors, red, green, yellow, purple, blue, orange, how? Isn't that a surprise?"
“You can call that dragon.” Jiang Rong smiled helplessly.
"The style of each part is different, and you can replace one part every day."
Jiang Rong .. is this a sweet burden?
After Jiang Rong changed into a new sweater, Ye Fu took out his phone to take a picture of her.
"It's really pretty, this one can be used as a screen saver phone."
“It's not pretty.” Jiang Rong took Ye Fu's phone, suddenly hugged her, and took a selfie.
"This one's fine."
Ye Fu pursed his lips and smiled, and under his hopeful eyes, set this photo as the screen saver of his phone.
"For the rest of the pink wool, I knit a scarf for myself, style a pair with you, and knit a pair of gloves for Wenwen and Xuxu."
Hearing the words couple style, Jiang Rong's face had just appeared, but the final sentence froze the smile on her face.
"And those two boys?"
Ye Fu smiled, "They only have one, you have seven, you are the most important."
Jiang Rong frowned, and was persuaded in a second.
"Ahem..then give it to them."
Ye Fu finally realized the nurturing excitement, he rubbed Jiang Rong's hair, and a smile appeared in his eyes.