Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

The moon was at its zenith, it must be time for him to take up his night duty.

He sat up and rubbed his face vigorously, then gently lifted Mo Xiaonian's legs and wrapped her tightly with a fur blanket. Then he got off the cart. After getting off, he tucked in the curtains carefully to ensure that not a trace of cold wind could get in. Then he walked to the fire outside.

Iron Axe was half lying beside the fire, with a piece of wild grass in his mouth.

Fu Cang came over and kicked him in the butt.

"You go to sleep, I'll keep watch for the rest of the night!"

Tie Fu nodded and stood up. As he walked back, he looked in the direction of Mo Xiaonian several times.

Mo Xiaonian didn't even know that Fu Cang had gone to stand guard. She just felt that the more she slept, the colder she felt. By the morning, she had already buried her whole body in the fur quilt.

Mo Xiaonian rubbed her eyes and sat up, just in time to see Fu Cang lift the curtain and sit in.

"Fu Cang, you haven't slept yet?"

"I didn't sleep in the second half of the night. I was on night duty. Now it's getting cold outside, so I came back to catch up on my sleep. It's still early, so you should get some more sleep too!"

"I'm not going to sleep anymore. Go to bed quickly and take off your coat."

Fu Cang was indeed very sleepy, so he took off his coat and crawled into the bed which still had the residual warmth of Mo Xiaonian. It was fragrant and warm, and he felt extremely comfortable.

Mo Xiaonian went out and planned to make something delicious for Fu Cang.

Seeing that Yue Lu had also gotten up, Mo Xiaonian walked over.

"Grandma, Fu Cang only slept for a while last night, and then went out to stand guard!"

"Are you...heartbroken?"

Mo Xiaonian nodded without hesitation.

"Well, I feel bad for him, so I want to make him some nutritious food. Grandma, how about we make some sugar pancakes? With the leftover braised pork from yesterday, I think it will taste great!"

Yuelu smiled and tapped her nose.

"I think you're craving for the big sugar cake! No problem, you still have something called white sugar?"

"Yes, grandma, feel free to use it!"

Yuelu has a pair of particularly dexterous hands. Whether it is cooking, making shoes or tanning fur, she is the best in the tribe.

Now she used the flour and sugar that Mo Xiaonian gave her to make particularly crispy and delicious sugar-coated biscuits.

While waiting for Yue Lu to take out the baked sugar-coated pancakes, Mo Xiaonian's saliva began to flow.

She swore that this was the most delicious pancake she had ever eaten.

Because they felt sorry for Fu Cang, Mo Xiaonian and Yue Lu waited until the sun was high in the sky before waking him up.

"Fu Cang, why don't you get up and eat first! Are you starving?"

Fu Cang was indeed very hungry. He dreamed of eating, but the food tasted bland. He was so angry that he just kicked over a big iron pot, but was woken up by Mo Xiaonian.

Mo Xiaonian was still a little nervous, wondering if Fu Cang, who had such a bad temper, would be in a bad mood after waking up. Unexpectedly, after being woken up, he immediately woke up, sat up, and raised his hand to touch Mo Xiaonian's hair.

"What time is it now?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the sun has risen very high. The hunters who were not on duty last night have been led by Fengming up the mountain to look for caves. They have been walking for quite a while."

"It should be almost noon. Why am I so hungry? Oh, Xiao Nian, I feel like you've been coughing less often recently, and you don't get out of breath when you cough. You seem to be getting better soon!"

Speaking of this, Mo Xiaonian's heart bleeds.

Last night she had just exchanged the 2,000 points she had saved with great difficulty for a lung-nourishing pill. Now she was a pauper again, and she needed another lung-nourishing pill to recover. This meant that she still owed the space mall 2,000 points. Don’t you think this is a rip-off?

Whenever she has nothing to do, she goes into the space mall to study. There are so many things there, even toilet paper and sanitary napkins!

Mo Xiaonian really didn't know how she was going to survive in this wild tribe without toilet paper and sanitary napkins. Now that she saw that the mall had them, she felt relieved and had more motivation to work like a slave.

But then again, she hasn't had her period since she came here? She had no memory of having her period before. She calculated the age of this Mo Xiaonian and found that she was not even fifteen years old, only fourteen years old. Oh my God!

This means that she most likely hasn't had her period yet, but it will be soon. Before that, she must prepare clean clothes and sanitary napkins, and must not let herself suffer any grievances on this special day.

Thinking about how she had so many things she needed to buy urgently, Mo Xiaonian had to force herself to smile.

"I feel much better myself. Linghua said I had tuberculosis before, but now it seems that's not the case at all!"

For some reason, whenever Mo Xiaonian mentioned Linghua, Fu Cang felt a little short of breath, and his impression of that willful Linghua really hit rock bottom.

"She's just talking nonsense. Don't bother with her anymore. Don't listen to anything she says to you."

Fu Cang climbed out of the carriage as he spoke.

The air outside was clear and chilly, and the leaves of the poplar and willow trees had fallen to the ground.

A clay pot filled with braised meat was simmering on the stove, and six large sugar cakes were also placed on the stove.

Fu Cang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's so rich, why don't you celebrate it?"

"What do you mean by not celebrating? It's because you stayed up all night and needed to replenish your nutrition, so I begged grandma to make some sugar cakes for you. This braised meat is leftover from yesterday. Eat it quickly. Grandma said there are still many things waiting for you to do."

Fu Cang nodded, sat on the stone next to the stove and started eating. He picked up the big sugar cake and took a bite. He was immediately sweetened by the sugar inside.

"It's delicious! I didn't know I liked sweet things so much!"

"If it tastes good, eat more! Wait until tonight to make some more braised meat, then make some pancakes, cut them in the middle, chop the braised meat into pieces, and put the braised meat and soup into the pancakes. This is Roujiamo!"

"Roujiamo? I haven't eaten it. In fact, we rarely had flour before. It was inconvenient to buy and too expensive. We usually used our prey to exchange for some rice bran as our staple food. Now that we have eaten these things, I am afraid it will be difficult to swallow rice bran."

As Fu Cang spoke, he cut the pancake in his hand into two and put half in Mo Xiaonian's hand.

"For you to eat."

"I just ate enough!"

"Eat more, you're too thin!"