Spring comes to the desperate place

Gu Fengyue looked around like a thief and found that everyone was concentrating on eating the fruit and did not notice his embarrassing behavior just now.

Gu Fengyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help cursing himself in his heart. He had been well-fed since he was a child, and today he lost his manners because of a small piece of fruit. If this happened in the Marquis' Mansion, his brother would definitely scold him.

Thinking of his brother, Gu Fengyue felt a pain in his heart. He had been missing for more than half a month, and he didn't know what kind of chaos was going on in the Marquis' Mansion. His brother was not in good health, and if something happened to him because of him, he would never be able to atone for his sins even if he died a thousand times.

Gu Fengyue touched his left leg and found that the broken bone had recovered well. Gu Fengyue felt more and more that perhaps his brother’s survival was really related to this family. Otherwise, how could he explain the injuries on his body?

The cave was very spacious. The Song family picked up a lot of branches around and started a fire in the open space. When the firewood was burned out and the ground was hot, everyone swept the remaining ashes aside, covered them with some dry grass and spread a quilt on them, which became their bed for tonight.

Gu Fengyue lay on the warm quilt and soon fell asleep. The same went for the others. With Song Chunlin's space there, they were not worried about encountering danger at night.

Song Chunlin closed his eyes and entered the space to start today's work without complaint.

The food and fruits that had been stockpiled could no longer be eaten, and Song Chunlin was too lazy to pick the fruits on the trees. Anyway, as long as they were not picked, they would remain hanging on the trees and would not rot. Song Chunlin planned to eat up what he had picked before, otherwise he would have no place to put them.

He planted all kinds of vegetables in the fields of the space, not only common vegetables, but also some wild vegetables, all of which were transplanted after being discovered when digging wild vegetables in the mountains. Now a small area is full of them. The quality of wild vegetables grown in the space is naturally better than those grown outside. The Song family has been eating products from the space recently.

Song Chunlin first picked a small basket of wild vegetables, intending to eat them tomorrow. After thinking about it, he picked a few bunches of cherry tomatoes. Maybe it was because of the dry weather, everyone liked these juicy fruits. Anyway, Gu Fengyue didn’t know what they were, so if he said they were wild fruits, then they were wild fruits.

After picking the vegetables and fruits for tomorrow's meal, Song Chunlin began to inspect the row of grapes as usual and found that the grapes had begun to bear fruit again. He resigned himself to his fate and picked up the scissors to cut the bunches of jewel-like grapes. The baskets of grapes were neatly placed aside. Song Chunlin planned to make some wine himself in the future and sell it. He should be able to make a lot of money.

However, these things have to wait until we settle down in the capital. In this space, except for the accelerated time of various crops, the time of other things is still. If you want to make wine, you have to go out and make it.

Song Chunlin planned to brew a batch for Gu Fengyue first. Isn't Gu Fengyue from the capital? Maybe he has more connections than himself. Then he would hold on to this thigh and make a lot of money.

Thinking of the wonderful life in the future, Song Chunlin couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he quickly stopped smiling and sorted and put away all the picked crops.

After Song Chunlin's hard work during this period, his space has taken rough shape. Although it still looks a bit messy, at least all the things have been sorted out now. The only things that have not been sorted are probably the express deliveries that are piled up like a mountain.

In his previous life, Song Chunlin used opening parcels as a stress-relieving activity, but it seemed that he no longer needed to relieve stress in this life, so he began to wonder if there were any supplies he needed inside.

There were quite a lot of express deliveries collected, and Song Chunlin swept through several logistics points at that time. It was the end of the world then, and everyone was rushing for daily necessities. Who would care about express deliveries? So Song Chunlin picked up a big bargain.

Song Chunlin remembered that he had taken out a lot of edible things in the past, and not only food, but also a lot of useful clothes. In his previous life, Song Chunlin took out more than a dozen big-brand down jackets that cost thousands of yuan each. Not to mention that big brands are big brands, and there is a reason why they are expensive. At least in the extremely cold weather at the end of the world, Song Chunlin did not freeze to death, and those down jackets played an indispensable role.

Although there was no extremely cold weather in ancient times, there were not as many means of heating as there are today. Song Chunlin has been thinking about how to change the down jacket into an ancient style.

Song Chunlin stared at the express deliveries in a daze, and suddenly remembered something. He walked around the mountain of express deliveries, and after a while he pulled out a large box, tore off the tape with his bare hands, and took out the wool packed in a plastic bag inside.

There seemed to be tools in the box. Song Chunlin rummaged through it and indeed found the tools. He took the small stick-like tools and brought back a bag of wool.

He remembered that his grandmother had knitted him a sweater when he was a child. Although it was ugly, it was quite warm. However, after studying it for a long time, he not only failed to figure out how to hang the thread on the needle properly, but he also almost pulled the thread into a tangle.

Song Chunlin looked at his fingers entangled in the wool and finally chose to give up the difficult task of knitting a sweater.

Forget it. If he looks through it, there should be some sweaters or woolen sweaters inside. Song Chunlin vaguely remembered that there were some. There were too many things. He didn't unpack them all in his previous life. Now he didn't know where all the clothes were. Looking at the mountain of packages, Song Chunlin fell into deep thought.

Couldn't he really bring a coolie in to open the package for him?

The answer is of course no. Song Chunlin himself was only a spiritual body when he entered, so it was impossible for him to bring anyone in.

After giving up the idea of bringing anyone in, Song Chunlin walked out of the space dejectedly, and then saw Song Amo who was making breakfast.

"Little grandpa!" Song Chunlin squatted beside Song Amao and watched him stirring the sweet potato porridge in the pot with a spoon.

Grandma Song looked at her grandson in some surprise. The child came up so early today.

"Chunlin, you got up so early today. You must be hungry. Have an egg first." Song Amao said as she stuffed a few quail eggs into Song Chunlin's hand.

After Song Chunlin took the eggs, he peeled them, fed one to Song Amao first, and then fed one to himself. The quail eggs were quickly eaten by his two grandsons.

Because there is enough space and supplies, the Song family always has a rich breakfast. Not only is there sweet potato porridge, but there are also a few taro that Song Dazhuang brought back yesterday simmering on the fire. Even Song Xiaobao has a special egg custard. He now has eight teeth and can chew on a steamed bun. It's just that his efficiency is very low. After chewing on the bun for a long time, he only broke a layer of skin.

Everyone watched the little baby performing the act of eating air, and then Song Qin took the time to feed him a spoonful of egg custard, otherwise the baby would not be able to fill his stomach even if he ate until dawn.

After eating and drinking, the Song family started to go down the mountain. The way down was quite steep, so Song Dazhuang did not let Gu Fengyue ride the unicycle. Gu Fengyue followed the Song family and walked down slowly.