Chapter 968: You be my wife

After the stove was alive again, there was some temperature here, but she was still frozen and shivering. She did not know how long such a day would be, or when winter would end.

It seems that her waiting is still far away.

She wrapped herself tightly under the quilt, and spent the night peacefully at this temperature, yes, one night, one night passed by again, which is nice.

She got up early in the morning the next day. Almost all of her day was outside. If she wasn't outside, what would she do? Can you think about it all day and wait to die?

She wants to live, so she has to work harder and be more careful under such bad conditions. Even these small and insignificant firewood may save her life, if her life is good Maybe some good things might be picked up, such as frozen rabbits and pheasants. In fact, there are everything in this mountain. It depends on whether it is a good life.

But obviously, Yan Huan is not the one with the best life in this mountain, because what she can pick up, she has not picked it up. The most picked up are still those dry branches and roots The skin is used for burning.

She carried a bundle of firewood and went back. As a result, when she was about to go to the head of the village, a frivolous and thin man came over when she saw her, and blocked her way.

Yan Huan slightly raised his eyelids and walked straight away from the thin man.

"Hey, don't go."

The thin man saw Yan Huan was going, and turned back quickly, reaching out to block Yan Huan's way.

"Something?" Yan Huan asked faintly, and there wasn't much expression on his face. Just like the snow and ice at this time, he couldn't feel any temperature coldly.

Jin Gen looked up and down at the young woman in front of her face, her face was not good-looking, or even ugly, but it was nice to be wrapped in a thick cotton coat, he swallowed a saliva, even in this weather, the whole person It also seemed to follow the heat.

"You treat me as my wife, I will treat you well, give you meals, and give you meat." Jin Gen rubbed his hands and wished to take the people home now, and then with her Take a nap.

Yan Huan sipped his light-colored lips lightly, and then carried the firewood, bypassing Jin Gen and walking to where he lived.

"You should be my wife-in-law, otherwise you will freeze to death."

Jin Gen did not give up again after chasing.

Yan Huan stopped and raised his face, staring so coldly at Jin Gen's pair of eyes with obvious reading.

"Oh..." She slightly raised her lips. "Even if I freeze to death, I can't be your wife."

And...she raised the firewood on her back. She would not die, nor would she freeze to death, she would live well, she would leave here alive, and go home alive.

Jin Gen was rejected again, only feeling that his entire face was hot. He stared at Yan Huan's back with resentment, and the facial features followed him with a terrible look.

A lame should be deserved, not deserved.

Yan Huan piled the firewood in the window, and then walked to the stove to raise the fire in the stove. Then she cooked some rice porridge for herself, but she hadn’t eaten anything. She was not very comfortable.

She wondered if she could use the firewood to get some salt from the village, even if it was poured into rice porridge. It would be fine if it could no longer be replaced with pickles that the farmer family had drowned. .

In the small pot above the stove, the sound of grunts came from time to time, and there was also the smell of rice in the air. She swallowed a saliva and licked her chapped lips and took her little one. In the bowl, divide the rice porridge in half and put it in the bowl. The remaining half is eaten at night. If you can’t finish it at night, you can also warm it up tomorrow morning and be able to have breakfast, two meals a day If you press the little handful of rice, she has absolutely no problem and can spend this winter.

After eating, she put everything in the stove, and then prepared to lie down and take a rest. At this time, sleep for one more night. At night, just get up and look at the stove. The free stove will be extinguished again. Ling.

Until she opened her eyes again, the sky outside was already dark. She divided the remaining porridge into two portions, one at night, and left another one for tomorrow morning. If you have a bad mouth, then this half of the porridge may be her meal tomorrow.

After eating something, Yan Huan’s stomach was not very hungry. She just stared at the fire in the stove, thinking, if there was some charcoal fire, but now the charcoal in the village is prepared in advance. I bought them all under the mountain, and they are always the same as the baby on weekdays, and the villagers use the most firewood, as well as the corn stalks and wheat straws that I planted, like her. There are few people going up the mountain to collect firewood every day, because the firewood is enough.

She lay down again, hugged her clothes in her arms, and then closed her eyes, and began to fall asleep with the heat source at this time, and since she was here, she was very sleepy, wrong, She had always been very sleepy, but she had been with Lu Yi for too long. Lu Yi had arranged everything, so her light sleep and fear of blackness had changed a lot, but now it was everything. From the beginning, she discovered that in fact, she was really nourished by Lu Yi. She didn't know that human beings were suffering. After leaving him, she knew that this world was more cruel and dangerous than she had imagined.

There was a different noise from the door outside.

Yan Huan opened her eyes abruptly, and she thought she had heard it wrong, until there was another sound, as if someone was opening her door.

Is this a beast in the mountain or something? Yan Huan sat up, then added some firewood to the stove, and then looked for something to defend herself. She took a wooden stick from behind. In fact, she had already prepared this, but , That is, I have never thought of it, nor used it.

The villagers have little interest in an ugly woman like her, so she is safe.

The door is still ringing, it seems to be prying the door, not like a beast grabbing the door.

Is human.

Yan Huan let out a sigh of relief, even a person is not afraid. Although she has a lame leg, it is still possible to deal with an ordinary person, but if it is a beast or a wild boar, she may not be able to deal with it.

She lay down again, but she squeezed the stick firmly in her hand, and she couldn't think of it. In the end she broke the house, there was nothing, and someone would patronize.