MTL - Fantasy Farm-Chapter 91 June Flying Snow
There used to be Lu Qingjiu with him, but now, Zhu Miaomiao is the only human being in the family. It seems reasonable to fall under the wind in the merciless eating competition. Can only watch the chopsticks of the two people around him pick up the last rabbit meat, Zhu Miaomiao looked at the green vegetables in his bowl, and couldn't help but shed a drop of sad tears.
Lu Qingjiu had stood up and digested. He went to the yard to add water to the water basin in the chicken coop and helped the rabbit change clean fodder. The weather is hot, and the food is getting faster and faster. If the chicken feed is not finished, it must be quickly disposed of, otherwise the yard will easily have peculiar smell.
After finishing all these things, Lu Qingjiu went to take a nap again. After getting up, he planned to fulfill what Zhu Miaomiao had just promised, and make some desserts she liked.
The cheese I bought before came in handy. Lu Qingjiu plans to try a cheese tart. Deep-fry some chicken **** and make some cheese chicken steaks. Because these desserts are more complicated, Lu Sake has never tried it before, and I don’t know if it will be successful this time.
Fortunately, because he often makes desserts, Lu Qingjiu has been very precise in controlling the heat and the fillings. The freshly baked cheese tower also exudes a strong milk flavor. Bite it down, and the hot cheese is smooth. Slowly flow down the edge. The sides of the cheese tower are crispy, with rich liquid fillings inside. The milk and milk aroma are outstanding, and there is a sweet and greasy taste unique to cheese. In order to understand the greasiness, the fried chicken cutlet is spiced and spicy. It is covered with a thin layer of bread crumbs. A large piece is directly put in the pan and fried slowly with warm oil. After it is fried, it is oiled a second time to make the chicken cutlet. The grease inside is discharged to the maximum, reducing the greasy feeling. After that, it cut into long strips, and the sharp blade cut the breadcrumbs, and the rich chicken juice overflowed from it, and the white and tender chicken could be seen, slowly steaming.
The three pairs of eager eyes in the family didn't move away from the kitchen for a moment. Lu Qingjiu asked them to wait in the yard, and then washed some hawthorn water with ice cubes. The hawthorn was soaked last year and was almost finished. The taste is sweet and sour, and it is refreshing after adding ice cubes. In this slightly hot afternoon, it is simply a good product for cooling off. Lu Qingjiu plans to make more hawthorns this year when they are ripe, so as not to eat enough.
Of course, he could not eat ice, so he only prepared himself a glass of milk. Since Zhu Miaomiao came here and discovered that cows and cows can produce various flavors of milk, he opened the door to a new world and began to feed cows and cows with all kinds of weird things, such as the cup of egg-flavored milk in Lu Qingjiu's hand... It tastes pretty good.
The three of them had already been gearing up at the food in the yard, but they still endured with the last of self-control. Lu Qingjiu sat down and saw the expressions of the three of them. He couldn't help but laugh, with a little helpless tone in his tone: "Okay. Eat it."
Swishish, as soon as Lu Qingjiu's words fell, three black shadows flashed in front of him, and the food in front of him was reduced by half.
Zhu Miaomiao had the previous experience, and this time both hands out. He won the hand first, and he didn't want to fall behind.
Lu Qingjiu sat beside him quietly drinking milk, watching them grabbing.
Afternoon tea was originally a leisurely time, but the three men abruptly made out the taste of swords and shadows. In the end, the white moon fox who was not afraid of being scalded and spitting bones was still the winner. Yin Xun and Zhu Miaomiao suffered a bitter defeat.
The vacation passed very quickly, and three days passed in a flash. Although Zhu Miaomiao reluctantly left, he still had to return to the city to continue working. Of course, before leaving, I did not forget to bring my favorite honey and hair growth lotion, as well as some fruits from the white moon fox.
"Wait for me next time." Zhu Miaomiao said goodbye to Lu Qingjiu before getting on the train.
"Well, come again next time." Lu Qingjiu waved his hand and looked at her back, until she completely disappeared in front of her before turning to leave.
He drove his pickup truck back to Shuifu Village, but halfway through the road, he saw a familiar figure. At first, Lu Qingjiu thought he had misunderstood, until he stopped the car in front of the person, he was sure that he did not admit the wrong person.
"Master Xuanyu, why are you here?" Lu Qingjiu called out from the car.
Standing on the side of the road was a monk wearing a robe. He was wearing a hat and holding a Zen stick in his hand. Hearing Lu Qingjiu's voice, he turned his head and bowed to him slightly. Although his face was mostly covered by the hat, Lu Qingjiu recognized his identity because of his special dress. This man was the monk who suddenly visited his house, Xuanyu, when the snow was flying last winter.
According to Xuanyu, he and Lu Qingjiu's grandma were old acquaintances, and he also vaguely reminded Lu Qingjiu of the use of that black box.
"Lord Lu, long time no see." Xuan Yu showed a faint smile, his appearance is also very handsome, different from the handsome and aggressive Bai Yuehu, Xuan Yu reveals a gentle and tolerant like jade. The charm of Lu Qingjiu is somewhat similar.
"Long time no see." Lu Qingjiu said, "Is there anything wrong with you here?"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "I just inform Donor Lu, don't go out these few days."
Lu Qingjiu said: "Don't go out?"
Xuan Yu said, "It's going to snow in Shuifu Village."
Lu Qingjiu was stunned: "It's snowing? It's only June, how can it snow..."
Xuanyu did not answer, just staring at Lu Qingjiu with those compassionate eyes. Lu Qingjiu was stared at by him, but there was an illusion of being seen through his soul. He said: "Master, do you have What do you want to tell me?"
"Has Lu Shizhu been to the ancestral hall of the mountain god?" Xuan Yu asked.
Lu Qingjiu said: "I have been there."
"Did you see anything?" Xuan Yu continued to ask.
"See what..." Lu Qingjiu said, "You mean my mother's tablet?!"
Xuan Yu said, "It seems that Donor Lu knows everything."
Lu Qingjiu nodded: "Almost all know." But Xuanyu's words reminded him something. At that time, Xuanyu suddenly turned Yin Xun into a scarecrow. If it weren't for the white moon fox to come back, I'm afraid it would be suppressed in the temple. Things will go wrong, and Xuanyu obviously knows what's going on in that ancestral hall. In that case, why did he turn Yin Xun into a grass man? Could it be that he is a drunkard, not drinking...
Before Lu Qingjiu could understand, Xuanyu sighed, and a bit of regret appeared in his compassionate eyes: "Then why doesn't the donor leave Shuifu Village?"
Lu Qingjiu frowned, "Why are you leaving..."
Xuan Yu said: "Your mother died because of the Water Mansion, and your grandma was trapped in the Water Mansion for a lifetime. Now you still have a chance to get out, why are you still hesitating?"
Lu Qingjiu narrowed his smile, and he said: "Hesitate? No, I didn't hesitate, I won't leave Shuifu Village." His words were loud, without a trace of hesitation.
Xuanyu stopped smiling when he heard the words, those black jade-like eyes, quietly looking at Lu Qingjiu, ordinary people's eyes and pupils will have lines, but his eyes are like a deep lake, black and refreshing. .
"Why don't you leave?" Xuan Yu asked.
Lu Qingjiu replied, "I like Shuifu Village."
Xuanyu: "Do you like Shuifu Village? Or the people in Shuifu Village?"
Lu Qingjiu's brows tightened, and he said, "I don't know what Master Xuanyu means, and what do you want to tell me?"
Xuan Yu didn't continue this topic. He shook his head and sighed again: "It's fine."
Lu Qingjiu intuitively felt what else Xuanyu would say.
Sure enough, Xuan Yu raised his hand and put the hat back on. He turned around and walked slowly towards the mountain, his voice was faint as a mist in the mountains: "June will snow, please be prepared for the snow."
Lu Qingjiu wanted to stop him, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of him.
There was originally only one road here, but Lu Qingjiu drove forward until he reached home, and he didn't see Xuanyu again.
After returning home, Lu Qingjiu quickly told Bai Yuehu about it.
Who knows that Baiyue Fox's face changed a lot when he heard it, and then he got up and left. Before leaving, he told Lu Qingjiu to buy some coal in the town tomorrow, and within seven days, no matter what happens, don't leave the yard. As for Yin Xun, also Let him guard the tablets that suppress the undead at home.
Lu Qingjiu hurriedly asked what was going on.
Bai Yuehu shook his head and said that after the matter was over, he would tell him in detail. After speaking, he turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in front of Lu Qingjiu. Lu Qingjiu intuitively felt that this might be very dangerous, so he quickly told Yin Xun about it, and then took Yin Xun to the town overnight. I bought coal and winter items that Baiyue Fox said.
When the boss in the town saw Lu Qingjiu bought these things, he was a little bit curious, and asked him why he was going through winter now. Lu Qingjiu smiled and said casually.
After buying clothes, coal and food, Lu Qingjiu rushed back home. The weather was clear now, with white clouds floating in the sky, the moon like a jade plate hung in the sky, and the noise of insects and the nights of the past could be heard. , Is no different.
"What the **** happened?" Yin Xun also looked blank.
As Lu Qingjiu cleaned up the house, he told Yin Xun what happened in the afternoon. When Bai Yuehu hurriedly left, Yin Xun also noticed something was wrong. He said in a panic, "That Xuanyu made me a scarecrow. Monk? Why did he say it's going to snow, it's only June, how can it snow..."
Lu Qingjiu shook his head and motioned that he didn't know, but Bai Yuehu's nervous look was definitely not a joke, something was definitely going to happen. He distributed some of the things he bought to Yin Xun and asked him to take it home, so that he would not be trapped at home even if there was an accident.
Although Yin Xun didn't know what would happen, he still listened to Lu Qingjiu's words obediently.
That night, Lu Qingjiu had something in his heart and couldn't sleep over and over again. There was a lot of messy content in his mind, and he barely slept for a while when it was about to dawn. But after not sleeping for long, he was awakened by a strange noise outside the window.
Sha Sha Sha, Sha Sha Sha, this voice is not unfamiliar, but it shouldn't appear at this time. Lu Qingjiu was awakened by this sound from his hazy dream. He sat up from the bed and opened the window, but was stunned by the sight outside. But one night, the originally green courtyard was covered by snow. The whole world became vast, and the reflected sunlight caused pain in the eyes of the stinging person.
It took a few seconds for Lu Qingjiu to realize that he was indeed not dreaming. Xuanyu's prediction yesterday really happened.
In June, there was a blizzard, and winter came suddenly.
Lu Qingjiu checked the phone, and not surprisingly saw that there was no signal. He vomited white mist and put on thick winter clothes. Then he gave birth to a pot of charcoal in the house, and took the freezing little fox cub and two piglets in the living room into the bedroom.
The chickens and rabbits in the yard were too cold. Lu Qingjiu couldn’t bear to let them freeze to death. So he found a storage room and put them in the house after a charcoal fire was built. The windows were closed and they were laid on the floor. I don’t know if the thick quilt is useful.
The temperature dropped directly from over 30 degrees to below zero overnight. It stands to reason that all plants should be frozen to death, but it is amazing that the vegetables in the yard of Lu Sake’s house are all fine, except for being covered by snow. , There is no trace of withered.
Lu Qingjiu wrapped himself into a ball, then swayed to tidy up the room where the kang was heated, and burned the kang. After he arranged it, he took the little fox cubs and they drew into the bed, slowly eating slices of toasted buns for breakfast.
"It's so cold, why is it snowing suddenly." Lu Qingjiu's nose was red with freezing, and he held the warm little flower and refused to let go. At this moment, he understood why Yin Xun always used the little flower as a hand warmer in winter. Bao, because the piglet's body temperature is higher than that of humans, and the skin is soft and slippery, so it's very comfortable to hold.
Xiaohua hummed on Lu Qingjiu's chest and ate the steamed bread slices fed by Lu Qingjiu, but did not protest: "I don't know, it's the first time I met."
Lu Qingjiu said: "How long have you been in the human world?"
Little Flower said: "I was caught by you when I first came..."
Lu Qingjiu said: "Catch?"
Xiaohua: "Oh, it's buying." He glanced at his sleeping sister, whose **** was upturned, and hummed, "Don't worry, the dragons are very strong, and the white moon fox will be fine."
Lu Qingjiu looked at the ceiling and said, "When the snow stops, I will clean the ceiling of this room too..." It was dark and there was no lime.
The snow outside was so heavy that you could even hear the sound of falling on the ground. In the morning, the snow was still on the ankles. After about a morning, it reached the position of the calf, and there was no intention to stop. The darkness was heavy. One piece, with no light in sight, as if it were about to collapse.
Lu Qingjiu was a little worried. If the snow continued to fall, the pressure on the roof would be great. After all, the old house had not been repaired for a long time. Suddenly such a large amount of snowfall might crush the roof. He even heard the wood crunching overwhelmedly. sound.
Lu Qingjiu thought that if the snow continued to fall, he could only take a ladder to sweep some of the snow off the roof, otherwise he would be more dangerous if the house collapsed. Lu Qingjiu worries a lot, not only Bai Yuehu, but also Yin Xun. Fortunately, he asked Yin Xun to take a lot of food and coal with him last night.
According to what Bai Yuehu said, Lu Qingjiu stayed in the house obediently, with a warm Kang under his ass, and the snow was raging outside, and the whole world was painted dazzling white, giving people a feeling of trance.
At about six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was completely dark. Lu Qingjiu stewed half a pot of chicken soup in a charcoal stove, drank half of it, and shared the meat with the three cubs in the family. After drinking the soup, his body became much warmer, and charcoal fire was added to the kang. After opening a gap in the window, he retracted into the bed.
How is the white moon fox? Is it cold enough? Have you had dinner? If you fight with other monsters, are you injured? The warmth gradually robbed Lu Qingjiu's consciousness, and he fell asleep faintly.
The next day, the snow still didn't stop, as if it had fallen continuously all night.
When Lu Qingjiu walked out of the door, the snow had already piled up on the base of his legs, and even opening the door became very difficult. In order to prevent being trapped in the house, Lu Qingjiu could only take out the broom to clean the snow at the door. He checked the roof and felt that it was impossible to go on like this. The snow on the roof must be swept away, otherwise the house would be dangerous the next afternoon.
Although it is very dangerous to do this kind of thing in such a large amount of snow, Lu Qingjiu still moved out of the ladder, slowly climbed to the roof, and swept the snow down.
While he was scanning for a while, Lu Qingjiu noticed some disturbing visions in the sky. There were some fine lines on those thick clouds, and light leaked from the fine lines. At first glance, it looked like the sky was broken into many pieces. This reminded Lu Qingjiu of the scene in his dream, the ice blue butterflies, and the figure standing among the butterflies.
Lu Qingjiu looked up for a long time, so that the snow accumulated a thick layer on his shoulders. Fortunately, although there were some cracks in the clouds, these cracks did not show signs of expansion. Lu Qingjiu let out a breath of white gas and continued to lower his head to sweep away the snow on the roof.
After sweeping the snow, Lu Qingjiu was very cold all over, he hurried into the house, picked up the **** soup he had prepared long ago and poured himself down. The hot **** soup was poured in from his mouth, and it slid across the esophagus to warm the cold stomach. The burning temperature quickly spread to the limbs, and Lu Qingjiu felt that he was alive again.
He rubbed his cold nose and said vaguely: "It's so cold outside."
"Yeah." Xiaohua leaned forward on his own initiative and put her belly on Lu Qingjiu's red hands. She was shivered by the cold, but she still didn't move. "When can the snow stop?"
"Maybe there are still a few days." Lu Qingjiu replied.
If Xuanyu's statement is correct, then the snow may look like the next seven or eight days, ah, winter can be really hard, especially without the white moon fox.
Lu Qingjiu sniffed and sneezed.
Xiaohua nervously said, "Are you okay?"
Lu Qingjiu said: "It's okay, maybe it was cold when I first went out." He rubbed his hands and felt his body almost warmed up, "Go and pour some more wine to drive away the cold."
Little Hua said, "You have to be careful, don't catch a cold." She rubbed Lu Sake with her soft pig nose.
Lu Qingjiu felt a little funny when he saw this. Xiaohua Xiaohei and Su Xi had been staying for a long time, and they had learned a little bit of each other's habitual movements. Xiao Hua was originally a pig, but as a result, she learned how to rub her head with a little fox, and the appearance of Suxi plowing soil is no worse than Xiao Hua...
Patting his head, Lu Qingjiu went to the storage room to get a bottle of white wine. The worst thing was that the white wine was frozen into ice cubes. Fortunately, it didn't crack, or else I wouldn't be able to drink it. After heating up the white wine and pouring it down a few glasses, Lu Qingjiu's face became red and he felt much better.
The electricity at home stopped when it snowed yesterday. Lu Qingjiu was afraid that the battery of his mobile phone would be used up too quickly and turned on the most power-saving mode, so he didn't dare to use it to play games. Sitting alone was a little bored, he took out the book in the bedroom, lit a candle, and looked at it slowly by the light.
The bedding was hot, and the breath that he exhaled contained the aroma of wine. Lu Qingjiu's body warmed up, and in a trance, he seemed to feel the white moon fox approaching him, lowered his head, and fell on his forehead as usual. A soft kiss.
"Yuehu..." Lu Qingjiu vaguely called out Baiyuehu's name. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the person beside him, but his hand slipped in the cold air, and he immediately reacted to his side. There was no one at all, let alone the White Moon Fox.
Lu Qingjiu came to his senses, looked at the time, and found that it was only after two o'clock in the afternoon. Lu Qingjiu felt a little helpless because the time without pastime was extremely long. He wanted to sleep for a while, but found that he couldn't sleep anymore, so he could only get up from the bed to read a book and study the recipe by the way.
When the snow stops, Lu Qingjiu must try a few dishes that he didn't have to cook before, and celebrate.
Because the snow is too big, the boundaries between day and night have become blurred. If the time on the phone is still going, Lu Qingjiu can't figure out when it is now.
After six o'clock, when it was time for dinner, Lu Qingjiu felt that he still couldn't be fooled by eating. After all, there was no other way of pastime. If he even had no fun in eating, it would really be nothing to love. The water pipes at home had been frozen, and in desperation, Lu Qingjiu could only carry the bucket to collect the snow water, filtered it a few times, and used it after heating it up.
He took the flour and the frozen pork, made a pie and baked it on the charcoal fire. The rich aroma of the food filled the whole room. The three little cubs sat next to each other obediently, their eyes falling. On the pie.
Lu Qingjiu turned the pie over and sprinkled white sesame seeds on it. After a little bit of fire, the pie exuded a more alluring atmosphere.
"Come on, one for each person." Lu Qingjiu said, "I will do it if it is not enough."
The boys took their pie and ate it obediently. Lu Qingjiu also took a bite, feeling the warm gravy flowing into his mouth along the tip of his tongue. The outside of the pie was crispy, but the inside was soaked in gravy. It is very soft. Although there is no fresh spring onion, the crispy sesame is not much better than the spring onion. Lu Qingjiu performed exceptionally well, and he turned it over three times in one breath, so that he could hiccup. After eating, he threw a few sweet potatoes into the charcoal fire and waited to be cooked.
"When can the snow stop?" This question that I didn't know was asked several times, was asked again, Lu Qingjiu lowered his head and touched Xiao Hei's head, "Don't worry, it will be soon."
"Yes, no hurry." Xiao Hua comforted her sister.
"But I'm so scared." Xiao Hei whispered, "I always think something is coming..." This is probably the intuition that belongs to animals alone. Lu Qingjiu raised his head worriedly, and saw outside the window, the continuous falling snow that seemed to never stop.
