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

"Huh, how come it got so cold all of a sudden!"

Mo Xiaonian got out of the car while rubbing her hands and found that the men were not in the cave, even Yue Lu and Lu Hua were not there.

Mo Xiaonian felt it was a bit strange. It was already quite late. Where could they go?

Mo Xiaonian wrapped his cotton jacket tightly and walked out of the cave, only to find that the outside had turned white.

It was just small snowflakes before, but turned into heavy snow at night. Fu Cang and Yue Lu were still outside with their people, cutting wood with torches.

Mo Xiaonian asked why it suddenly became so cold, so she wrapped her clothes tightly, then put her hands into her sleeves and went to the woods to find Fu Cang and Yue Lu.

"Fu Cang, why are you still working so late?"

"Xiao Nian? Why did you come out? It's so cold outside, go back quickly. I'll bring some people to cut some wood and build a gate to block the entrance of the cave. This will not only keep you warm, but also keep out wild animals."

"Oh, then when you do it, make sure to leave some holes for air circulation. If we want to light the charcoal brazier in our cave, it must not be a closed space, otherwise we will all be poisoned!"

Fu Cang had heard Mo Xiaonian talk about this matter before, and Yue Lu now took Mo Xiaonian's words too seriously, so they abandoned the previous idea of making a completely closed wooden door, and instead made a fence-like door with some gaps.

Yue Lu saw that it was getting too late today, so she told Fu Cang to finish his work and to do the unfinished work tomorrow. Then she took Mo Xiaonian back to the cave.

I didn’t notice it when I was in the cave before, but I felt it was quite cold as soon as I came out. Now as I walked from the outside in, Mo Xiaonian felt that the cave was warmer.

But Mo Xiaonian still felt a little worried.

Winter has just begun, but she already feels very cold. If it gets very cold, she doesn't know if she can survive wearing this thin cotton jacket and trousers.

Now when it was time to go to bed at night, Mo Xiaonian would take the initiative to snuggle into Fu Cang's arms. It was not for any other reason, but because Fu Cang was too warm. No matter what time it was, his body was like a small stove, and it felt comfortable just by sticking to him.

Fu Cang felt a little distressed, so he hugged Mo Xiaonian and asked her, "Xiao Nian, has your period passed?"

Mo Xiaonian was like a cricket pupa.

"You're annoying, why are you asking this?"

"I just care about you."

"No! Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm still a child now. Go to sleep quickly!"

Fu Cang said unconvincedly: "I'm not imagining things, I'm just concerned about you!"

Mo Xiaonian raised her head and wrinkled her nose at Fu Cang.

"Humph, I know best what you men are thinking, but you are not allowed to think about it!"

"I really didn't think about it, but what do you mean by us men? Have you ever been in contact with other men besides me?"

"Don't slander me! Close your eyes and go to sleep!"

"Okay, sleep!"

Fu Cang closed his eyes helplessly, but he did not sleep well that night. He had many strange dreams, which made him a little afraid to face Mo Xiaonian the next day.

When Mo Xiaonian woke up the next day, he felt very refreshed and ran out early. When he went out, he found that the outside world had turned into a silvery white world.

"It's snowing so heavily, grandma. Do we need to dry the remaining wild boar meat into jerky? We can just throw it into the snow pile and freeze it. It can keep frozen all winter! I think we already have a lot of jerky. Eating that stuff is really a bit hard."

Yuelu laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, our Xiao Nian doesn't want to eat dried meat, so God made it snow for her, so we can freeze the wild boar meat. By the way, Xiao Nian, you said you wanted to eat dumplings, right? Tell me how to make them!"

Speaking of dumplings, Mo Xiaonian became energetic again. He pulled Fu Cang over and asked him to prepare a smooth and flat wooden board as a working surface, and then get a smooth wooden stick as a rolling pin.

Mo Xiaonian's request was really difficult to meet. Fu Cang used a sickle, reed flowers and an axe and fiddled with it for a long time before he finally produced something that met the requirements.

Fu Cang's door was not ready yet. After getting the working board and rolling pin for Mo Xiaonian, he took his men to continue working. Luhua took over the task of chopping the meat, while Mo Xiaonian kneaded a bowl of dough.

They had limited seasonings at the moment, including no soy sauce, so Mo Xiaonian used wild onions and peppercorns to squeeze out some cooking oil and mixed it with the meat stuffing. Then she chopped the cabbage and added some salt while chopping it. The moisture in the cabbage would come out, and after squeezing it dry, she put it into the meat stuffing that had already been seasoned, so that it wouldn't get wet when making dumplings.

Yuelu and Luhua are both very fast learners. Mo Xiaonian just taught them a little bit, and Yuelu learned how to roll out dough, and Luhua learned how to make dumplings.

After Fu Cang and his men finished making the gate and placed it at the entrance of the cave, Mo Xiaonian and the others had already made a lot of plump white dumplings. They looked like small ingots one after another, and they were so beautiful.

The other women in the tribe came over and watched curiously; they had never seen this way of cooking before.

“It’s time to cook the dumplings!”

Yuelu shouted, and the surrounding women hurriedly made way.

Their big stoves were outside. Luhua had already boiled a big pot of water in advance, and it was now ready.

By the time Fu Cang had finished his business and washed his hands, the fragrant dumplings were ready to be served.

Before, Fu Cang didn’t really care about food, he just felt that being able to fill his stomach was enough.

Since Mo Xiaonian came, he has eaten a lot of food that he has never eaten before, and today he also saw something called dumplings.

You have to admit, these dumplings are really delicious. After the wild boar meat is chopped up, it no longer tastes dry. Instead, it becomes particularly fragrant. Paired with the sweet and juicy cabbage, it is so delicious.

Fu Cang ate five bowls of food until he felt bloated. Then he put down the bowl and touched his stomach with satisfaction.

"This dumpling is so delicious. The cabbage inside is also delicious, with a clear sweet taste. Xiao Nian, how come you are so amazing that you can make such delicious dumplings?"

Mo Xiaonian smiled and pulled his hand.

"I told you before that I would let you eat lots of delicious food that you have never eaten before. This kind of dumplings is the most common one. You can also drink a bowl of dumpling soup. This soup is also delicious. This is called original soup, original food!"