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Jiang Li, who had spent several hours painstakingly catching fish in the mud, returned home, ate dinner, and then couldn't wait to wash up and rush to bed.

She rolled around in bed, hugging her soft pillow. After yawning twice in a drowsy state, her eyes slowly closed uncontrollably.

Ye Jingmo got up and turned off the living room lights, making the entire house dark and quiet.

Around midnight, Jiang Li, half asleep, felt a chill and groped around in her sleep, reaching out to touch the bedding on the bed.

One hand helped her cover herself with the blankets that had been kicked to the foot of the bed.

Ye Jingmo watched as Jiang Li's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and she let out a few soft hums before falling back into a deep sleep.

The cold air made Ye Jingmo feel his hands and feet getting cold.

He grabbed the thick coat that was placed at the foot of the bed and put it on; Jiang Li had put it there before.

He was afraid that one day the weather would suddenly turn cold, and he wouldn't have time to take out his clothes to keep warm.

The light illuminated the way as I walked to the window and drew back the curtains. Everything outside was dressed in a snow-white coat, with pure white snowflakes deeply covering everything.

Large, fluffy snowflakes danced wildly in the cold wind, making the window frames rattle and groan.

You can feel the biting cold through the window, making you shiver involuntarily.

Ye Jingmo turned off the air conditioner in the room, added the wood he had already chopped to the fireplace, and waited for the temperature to slowly rise.

He heard a noise behind him, and when he turned around, he met two pairs of bright eyes. It was Pudding and Jelly.

Pudding brought its bedding and placed it in front of the fireplace, then climbed up comfortably.

Jelly climbed onto Pudding's curled-up body and stuffed the whole cat inside, treating Pudding like a dog-skin coat.

However, Pudding didn't mind at all and even used its tail to cover Jelly's body to keep it warm.

Ye Jingmo wanted to go to the hut to check on the chicken coop, but when he passed by the bed, he thought for a moment and covered Jiang Li with the blanket from his own bed.

To prevent her from kicking off the blanket again and catching a cold.

When Ye Jingmo opened the door, the howling cold wind blew against his face like a sharp knife, making his face sting.

Ye Jingmo opened the door to the cabin and shone his flashlight inside.

The chickens in the coop were huddled together, shivering uncontrollably from the cold.

However, none of the chickens froze to death, so Ye Jingmo quickly lit a fire for them and placed it next to the chicken coop.

Feeling the warmth, the chicken, which had been trembling, gradually calmed down.

Ye Jingmo thought for a moment and then called Qin Yu. The first call didn't go through, but he got a response on the second call.

"what happened?"

Qin Yu was feeling very tired; he was fast asleep and had not yet fully woken up.

"The temperature is dropping, so make sure to keep warm."

Ye Jingmo said succinctly.

"what?"

Qin Yu didn't react when he heard those words until you repeated them. He then hurriedly got up, and the cold air made him want to swear.

He could only wrap the blanket around himself and go to check the situation outside.

Seeing the world outside covered in a blanket of white, Qin Yu could hardly believe his eyes.

During the day, the temperature was around 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, but at night it started snowing and the temperature dropped to minus 20 or 30 degrees Celsius.

"Thank you for reminding me, Jingmo. I'll go and light the charcoal stove right now."

After thanking him, Qin Yu hung up the phone abruptly; he still had many things to do.

Ye Jingmo then called Liang Zi and Zhou Tian to make sure they were both alright, and then went back inside.

Instead of rushing to bed, he went up to the third floor and turned on the temperature control system to keep the crops warm.

After confirming that the temperature on the third floor was constant at 20 degrees Celsius, Ye Jingmo went back to his bedroom on the second floor, took two blankets, and returned to the first floor. After covering himself with the two blankets, he slowly fell asleep.

When Jiang Li woke up, she found herself feeling unusually heavy. She lifted the blanket and discovered that she was wearing two layers of cotton blankets, which explained why she felt so heavy.

No, didn't she only cover herself with one blanket when she slept?

Jiang Li remembered this incident, threw off the covers and was about to get out of bed when a chill swept over her.

She couldn't help but shrink her neck and took out a down jacket from her storage space to put it on.

Looking at the fireplace burning in the living room, Jiang Li moved to the window. Pulling back the curtains, she saw snow falling heavily outside.

It's getting colder.

Jiang Li blinked; the temperature drop was sudden.

The outer layer of silver-white clothing looks so beautiful, but little do we know how many lives it took last night.

At the base, despite the authorities launching a rescue operation immediately after noticing the drop in temperature, many people still died in their sleep from the cold.

This sudden snowfall foreshadows the arrival of extreme cold.

"Lili, come and have breakfast. If you wait any longer, it will probably get cold."

Ye Jingmo brought two bowls of piping hot porridge to the table.

Jiang Li immediately went to the bathroom to wash up and then ran to the table.

Just as Ye Jingmo said, if it is delayed even a little longer, a bowl of hot porridge can immediately turn into cold porridge.

Ye Jingmo cooked white porridge, paired it with two salted duck eggs, and some pickled radishes that he had prepared beforehand, which made up his breakfast.

Jiang Li peeled open the salted duck egg, and the clear yellow oil oozed out from the egg white.

Pickled radishes are crisp and refreshing, making them a perfect accompaniment to white porridge.

While eating breakfast, Jiang Li thought of the chicken coop outside.

"Oh no, have all the chickens in the hut frozen to death?"

Jiang Li put down her chopsticks and wanted to rush out to check on the chickens. She had raised these chickens with great difficulty and they had finally been eating her eggs for a while.

If even one of the chickens in the coop dies, she'll be heartbroken.

"Let's eat first and then go. I already lit the stove in the chicken coop last night. It should be fine for the whole night."

Ye Jingmo said calmly.

Jiang Li was relieved after hearing Ye Jingmo's words.

However, she quickly finished her breakfast and couldn't wait to open the door to check on him.

The swirling wind and snow made Jiang Li's hair disheveled, resembling a chicken coop with its feathers standing on end.

Braving the strong winds and snowfall, Jiang Li rushed to the cabin.

The stove inside the hut was still burning, but the remaining charcoal was barely emitting a faint light.

Jiang Li quickly picked up some wood from the side and put it into the stove to reignite it.

Seeing that the chickens in the coop were all in good spirits, Jiang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was just worried that something might happen to the chickens.

Jiang Li added a handful of dried locusts, and seeing that they were eating happily, he closed the door of the small house.

She turned and went to the pool, where a thin layer of ice had formed.

Ye Jingmo used a shovel to break up the thin ice and added water to prevent the entire pool from freezing over completely.

Jiang Li scattered a handful of dried locusts into the water, and soon fish surfaced and began to feed.