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

The two were so angry when they saw this that they spread out their four legs and ran up the mountain.

Lu Qingqing turned her head and looked down the mountain.

He smiled and waved to the two men, then turned back to look at the mountain.

The space absorbed jade and upgraded before, and now the space on the mountain has more than doubled in size.

The large ships that were originally crowded together can now stay on the ground by themselves.

Finally, there is no need to stack pyramids anymore.

She walked around in the space and found that except for the area of ​​the mountain being doubled, there was no other change.

However, in addition to the lush growth of plants, the animals are also gaining weight rapidly.

I haven't been in here for a long time, so this space is overrun with rabbits.

Looking at the dense rabbit holes on the ground, she decided to destroy them all today.

She reached for a dagger and began to kill the rabbit.

After living a carefree life for several months, the fat rabbits are once again facing slaughter.

However, Lu Qingqing also has principles when killing rabbits.

Do not kill baby rabbits or female rabbits, and leave a few male rabbits that look very good.

As for the rest, I’m sorry.

After eating food for so long, it’s time to contribute.

As for whether or not to admit the mistake, the answer is definitely yes!

For the rabbits that have already overflowed, she protects the females and cubs on principle.

The principles just mentioned are really just principles.

If the rabbit is killed by mistake, it will only be reborn in a good way in the next life.

After all, she didn't have time to open each one to see whether it was male or female.

Her criteria for judgment are: first, body shape, and second, face shape.

In terms of body shape, male rabbits are generally those with larger skeletons, taller stature and stronger bodies.

In terms of face shape, the male rabbit has a relatively short and round face.

Rabbits with long and thin faces are usually female rabbits.

Of course, if the female rabbit eats too well and grows stronger than the male rabbit, then she can only blame herself for her bad luck.

Lu Qingqing caught the rabbit with one hand and stabbed the dagger with the other.

After two cuts, the rabbit was thrown into the bucket to control the bleeding as soon as the blood started to flow out.

As for worrying about the rabbits that are not dead yet flapping their wings?

She said, are you kidding?

The spine is broken, so it's impossible to move.

She learned this move from her senior brothers when they taught her their special moves.

All vertebrates, including humans, would be unable to move if this happened.

Of course, when we do things on a daily basis, we usually do it as quickly as possible.

It's really a waste of time to go looking for this location.

However, this can kill rabbits, so it is useful.

Half an hour later, most of the rabbits in the rabbit pen were killed.

The surviving rabbits now either hide in burrows or in their nests.

Lu Qingqing looked at the corpses piled beside the barrel and felt that it was about time.

With a wave of his hand, the bucket and the pile of dead rabbits were all brought to the cooking area.

Seeing that the rabbits were quite frightened, she poured more feed into the trough and added water.

After cleaning up a wave of rabbits, her eyes fell on the chicken coop again.

Now, many little roosters in the pen have grown up.

Day after day, the crowing is like a competition, one louder than the other, so annoying.

This time, Lu Qingqing planned to keep only two roosters and slaughter the rest.

Yesterday, she heard Old Man Zhuang talk about a secret method of roasting chicken.

Now is a good time to try it out.

It took Lu Qingqing two days to reduce the number of livestock in the space.

After cleaning, daily feeding tasks become easier.

She no longer had to be woken up by the annoying crowing of roosters.

Now, at night she and Qin Lang returned to the space to sleep.

At the same time, she resumed her daily habit of making space water for Qin Lang.

Soak twice a day, morning and evening, for about fifteen minutes each time.

Nothing else has been discovered yet, but the difference in Qin Lang's skin color is becoming more and more obvious.

The skin color below the neck that is soaked in water can be two shades whiter than the face.

Mingming didn't show much sun to him on the way to the capital.

I don't know why, but his face just got a lot darker.

In response to this, Lu Qingqing came up with an idea. She would use a cloth to wipe his face more often every time.

It seems that it really works.

For this reason, Old Man Zhuang was still confused when he was giving Qin Lang acupuncture.

This guy actually became whiter after covering himself for a few days.

A certain hero said, yes, yes, he turned white himself!

The big ship travels during the day and rests at night.

After traveling for a few days, the temperature dropped again.

Nowadays, when people on the boat go to buy food every day, the food is basically packed tightly.

Some even found their dog-skin hats and put them on.

Lu Qingqing saw that Old Man Zhuang’s cotton hat was in tatters.

I used the tanned rabbit skin I had previously used to make him a gray rabbit skin hat.

Old man Zhuang was overjoyed when he received the hat.

He immediately put on his hat and went to get food.

When he came back, the hat was no longer on his head.

Just as Lu Qingqing was about to ask, she saw him tuck his hat under his arm.

Before she could ask, Old Man Zhuang looked at her strangely.

"Qingqing, how old were you when you started learning needlework?"

Lu Qingqing thought about it and decided to just report the number of years she had been doing needlework.

Old Man Zhuang's eyes widened when he heard the answer of more than two years.

He thought that since Qingqing looked like she had no shortage of money, she must be a young lady from a wealthy family.

Logically speaking, these days young ladies from wealthy families would find a master to teach them needlework at a very young age.

The needlework can't be bad.

He walked a few dozen steps with it on, and the needle and thread started to unravel.

It was his turn to get food and he was just about to bend down to take it.

The hat just broke apart and fell forward into the wooden basin containing rice.

I can only say that it’s a good thing he didn’t buy porridge.

If this falls into the porridge bucket, he will have to break his hat and pay for the porridge!

Old Man Zhuang thought about it and felt that it might be because Qingqing’s family didn’t want her to suffer, so they didn’t teach her seriously.

At this moment, he handed the food to her.

She took the hat back to the house, found the needle and thread and started sewing.

All I can say is that sometimes the quality of needlework has little to do with gender.

It only took Old Man Zhuang a quarter of an hour to remove the original thread of the hat and re-sew it.

When he went to eat wearing the hat, Lu Qingqing took a few more glances at the hat.

I always feel that this hat seems to be more correct.

After dinner, the two of them stayed in the house to study medical books.

At this time, someone outside shouted:

"It's raining again, come collect the clothes!"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Zhuang ran out quickly.

After getting on the boat, he took off his dirty clothes, bedding and other clothes.

Wash and hang them up over several days.

They had to sleep in the open air while fleeing from famine, and a set of clothes could only last them more than ten days.

I only change it when the dirt and smell become unbearable.

By the time we got on the boat, there were no clean clothes left.

Add to that the wet bedding and other things that had gotten soaked on the road, and the workload was quite large.

They always hang them in front of their own doors.

The place was not too big, and Lu Qingqing only worked there for two days before Old Man Zhuang took the initiative to take over the rest of the work.

Because the clouds kept blocking the sun, the clothes dried very slowly.

But fortunately, there is always wind when the boat is sailing.

Thanks to this, the clothes in front were dried and put away.

At this moment, only a few pieces of old man Zhuang's clothes were left outside the door.

After collecting the clothes, Old Man Zhuang ran back to the house, looked at the raindrops on his cotton coat, and complained:

"Qingqing girl, this damn weather is really confusing!

Why do I feel it’s colder than yesterday?

It's only August or September, which is when the weather is extremely hot in previous years.

Now it’s unusually cold.

It's bad, at this rate, the river will freeze over!"

When Lu Qingqing first got on board a few days ago, she was a little worried about this issue.

If it really froze, there would be no chance for them to return south by boat.

He shook his head and dismissed the thought.

Bah, bah, bah, don’t have any unlucky thoughts!

She still remembers the hardship of traveling in the cold winter!