The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

This time, given the opportunity, both of them wanted to do more.

So, when the food was finally served, there were several kinds of meat and vegetables on the ground.

Horse meat fried with shredded potatoes, horse meat fried with dried vegetables, grilled salted fish with sauce, and two plates of white flour pancakes!

While eating this sumptuous dinner, Old Man Zhuang couldn't help but shed tears.

He wiped away his tears embarrassedly and said to Qin Lang who was sitting next to him:

"Xiao Lang, look at the meal tonight, it's so sumptuous!

You're still asleep, you can't get any good food!"

Lu Qingqing listened to his chattering and looked at Qin Lang beside her.

In the light of the fire, Qin Lang's originally cold and hard facial lines softened a lot.

During the months of coma, Qin Lang could only eat some thin porridge.

Even with the space water, he had lost a lot of weight visibly.

In Qin Lang's aesthetic sense, his favorite is fat-covered muscles.

Now, the fat is gone and the muscles are smaller.

When he wakes up, I'm afraid he will start asking about gaining weight and muscle again.

Qin Lang's voice seemed to appear in my mind.

Thinking about how he used to raise his arms time and time again to compete with his fellow apprentices to see who was bigger.

Several of his fellow disciples were unwilling to compete and avoided him.

Qin Lang would always come back triumphantly and tell her about his achievements.

If she was busy with other things, she would ignore him.

That brat just lifted her up with one hand.

Every time, he would wait until she took a few bites before letting her go.

Thinking about the previous days, Lu Qingqing sighed.

It was a rare sumptuous dinner, but neither of them had much appetite.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qingqing was awakened by the sound of hail.

She hurriedly woke up Old Man Zhuang and quickly carried Qin Lang down to the cellar.

The two of them stayed in the cellar, and even through the wooden door of the cellar, they could hear the sound of hail falling outside.

Soon, the sound of hail became clearer and clearer.

Lu Qingqing could hear hailstones hitting the roof and landing on the kitchen floor.

You can also hear the neighing of a frightened horse in the west room.

But now, both they and the horses could only hide in place and wait for the hail to pass.

Just as the two of them were listening attentively, an extremely clear sound of wooden boards breaking sounded above their heads.

Immediately afterwards, a large hailstone hit the cellar, splashing a layer of ice chips.

This startled both of them.

When she came to her senses, Lu Qingqing leaned forward with the lit oil lamp.

I saw a hailstone as big as a palm hidden in a pile of broken wood on the ground.

As the two were observing, Lu Qingqing heard hail hitting the beam above her head again, and hurriedly pulled Old Man Zhuang back to hide.

Sure enough, another big hailstone fell.

In the following time, eight or nine large hailstones fell into the cellar one after another.

The two of them huddled in the innermost part of the cellar, squatting down to protect Qin Lang inside.

As for the two of them, they were covered with a mattress to prevent ice chips from splashing over.

After more than ten minutes, the hail finally stopped.

The two waited in the cellar for a few more minutes, and only climbed out after confirming that they could no longer go down.

Although from the noise, I knew that the hail was too small.

But when you actually see it, it still scares you.

The ground was covered with palm-sized hailstones.

Not only in the kitchen, but also in the yard, there were hailstones of such size.

There was a thick layer of white hail on the ground, making the abandoned courtyard brighter.

Lu Qingqing squatted down, pushed away the hailstones above, and looked down.

You can see that they are all about the same size below.

It seems that the hail this time is not like the hail during the day, falling from small to large.

Instead, hailstones as big as palms fell directly down.

The roof of this yard was damaged by hail during the day.

At this moment, it can't withstand such big hail.

The wood on the roof was exposed.

The roof of the entire farmyard was completely scrapped.

Old Man Zhuang looked at the roof, then at the hailstones on the ground, and said with some fear:

“Fortunately, we took refuge in this small courtyard.

I can't even imagine what would happen if we were on the road.

How can we avoid such huge hailstones?"

Lu Qingqing also sighed.

This Little Ice Age is really a disaster and a difficulty at every step. It’s almost like fighting monsters in Journey to the West!

As the two were sighing, the sound of a horse came from the west room.

This time, it wasn't as heart-wrenching as before, but rather carried a sense of urging.

Lu Qingqing kicked away the hailstones on the ground and rushed towards the west room.

When I walked over, I found that the floor of the west room was similar to that of the kitchen.

The roof is bare and the ground is white!

In the corner of the room, two horses were hiding under the wooden planks, stretching their heads towards her.

She hurried over, led the horse out, and examined it carefully.

Fortunately, apart from the ice chips splashed on the outside of his body, he was not injured.

As for the one leaning against the wall inside, he was completely unharmed.

Old Man Zhuang came over, took the reins and led the two horses to the other side.

Lu Qingqing took the oil lamp from Old Man Zhuang, stepped on the shaft of the cart, and climbed up to check the condition of the roof.

She threw the broken wooden boards onto the ground.

Three floors in a row were all smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, the remaining wooden boards were able to protect the carriage and awning intactly.

Lu Qingqing didn't know if it would rain again at night, so she had to put the still intact wooden board back together.

After giving the horses some food and water, the two went back to sleep.

This time, the two of them slept directly in the cellar.

Although the cellar was a bit hot and smelly, at least there was not much water on the ground.

Now, the hail outside is gradually turning into water, and the ground has become muddy.

In the second half of the night, the hail finally stopped.

The two of them slept soundly and didn't get up until dawn.

After coming out of the cellar, they both shuddered.

The temperature dropped too fast.

At this time, both of them were wearing two layers of long sleeves and trousers.

But now it seems that these clothes are not enough to keep out the cold.

Moreover, she still remembered the sudden cold winter last year and the year before.

This damn weather doesn't follow normal rules at all.

If she follows the solar terms honestly, she will probably suffer.

Thinking of the mess in the carriage, she decided to put a few cotton clothes in it.

Looking at Old Man Zhuang’s shrunken neck and his bald head with almost no hair.

She sent the old man back to the cellar and went to the west room herself.

The temperature dropped too quickly, not only could people not bear it, but the horses also felt a little wilted.

She touched the horse's head and decided to dry the wet straw raincoat and put it on the horse later.

Although, she didn't remember any horses wearing clothes.

But this is not a climate anomaly.

In less than a month, I had to change from short-sleeved shirts to cotton clothes.

I'm afraid the hair on this animal can't grow so fast.

Lu Qingqing climbed into the carriage and rummaged through Old Man Zhuang's pile of clothes, finding two sets of thick cotton coats and trousers.

After getting Old Man Zhuang's clothes, she directly took out her and Qin Lang's cotton coats from the space.

This time, I got the thickest clothes in one go.