The protection of the last days

You can search for "The Protection of Doomsday Xiaoshigusou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!On the third day, the whole village was covered with snow like a snow bun.Looking at it, except for white and snow, all other colors were covered up.

If it were in previous years, such a rare heavy snowfall will surely make many children rejoice and play in the snow.But this year's white snow is just chilling.More than half of the grain was buried in the ground by the snow, but the difficulty of digging became more and more serious. Every day, the harvest was getting less and less. Everyone was heavy in their hearts and there was no joy at all.Even the more sensible children know that they will help out with a basket.

The small courtyard has a total of 30 acres of land, because there are two harvesters, the progress is a bit faster than others.By the third day, only the last four or five acres of land were confiscated, and the construction was completed in half a day at most.

After a busy day, Lian Yao was about to leave when she suddenly saw Li Lian bleeding from her hand.

"Aunt Lian, your hand hurts, so you have to quickly apply the medicine. Is there any medicine at home?" Lian Yao walked over and took Yang Lian's hand and asked with concern.

Yang Lian quickly hid her hand back.Just after digging the sweet potato, her hands were dirty, and looking at the beautiful little hands in front of her, she really didn't have the courage to touch her dirty hands.

"It doesn't matter, it's either an injury or frostbite. When the weather is warm, I'll be fine."

Lian Yao's mouth moved and did not speak.When I got home, I went directly to the pharmacy in the backyard.Wu Qingfeng paused at his feet and immediately followed.

"Weird, I remember some." Lian Yao was rummaging nervously in the medicine storage room on the second floor, reciting while searching for something.

"What are you looking for?"

Lian Yao turned around and realized that someone was there later.

"Snake oil. I remember there are a few cans of snake oil here."

The master of medicine has caught many snakes, so there are several cans of snake oil.Snake oil is essential for Lian Yao to make frostbite cream.

Listening to what Lianyao said, Wu Qingfeng seemed a little impressed.But it seems to have been moved by him.He went over Lian Yao's head and looked for the shelf on the top, and he saw a few small glass jars.

Seeing the glass jar in Wu Qingfeng's hand, Lian Yao happily embraced it in her arms: "I said, why are they missing, brother, why did you put them on top? I couldn't even see them."

Wu Qingfeng pursed his mouth and said nothing.At that time, he didn't think much about it, just let it go.It's just that Lian Yao's altitude is too low to see.It's just this fact that he obviously can't tell.After all, Lian Yao seemed to care a little about the flawed height.

There is not much snake oil in making frostbite cream, so Lian Yao only took a can, and put the rest back in place.

Chilblain cream is not difficult to make. Taking advantage of her fat aunt's cooking and with Wu Qingfeng's cooperation, Lian Yao has already made two bottles of chilblain cream, one large and one small.The big ones will be put on the village chief according to the old rules, whoever needs to use them will wipe them.The small ones are naturally used by Aunt Lian.

"I'll make you moisturizer for a while. It's definitely better than the ones I bought outside. You can wipe your face and hands, so you can make sure that you can wipe them white and tender, and you won't get frostbite." After eating, Lian Yao gave two bottles of frostbite. The cream was taken out and said specifically to Su Ya and the fat aunt.

The fat aunt thought of the medicine she had made to remove scars, so a small bottle of medicinal materials used was terribly expensive, and she shook her head quickly: "No need, we are fine, there is nothing, and you don't need to do this." March Chinese www .3yzw.com

This medicine Suya was lucky enough to use it.In fact, she had a scar on her forehead, which was left when she was working at home.It is not too obvious that there is hair covering.Unexpectedly, a few days before the wedding, after a shower one day, the hair was combed up and clamped, and Lian Yao saw it.In the end, she stuffed a small bottle of ointment without saying anything, and asked her to apply the scar.

She used her beliefs and doubts several times, and found that the scar really faded, even if she pulled out her forehead and hair, it was not obvious, which really made her happy.After all, who doesn't want to be more perfect when they get married?

So listening to what Lianyao said, she was still looking forward to it.But seeing the fat aunt's attitude, she didn't dare to say more, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

After living together for so long, she already knew how Lian Yao treated her husband's family, saying that she was a family.Fat aunt and the others are also good at Lian Yao, thinking of her first for everything.Even Wu Qingfeng is far behind.

So for Lian Yao who said she would make moisturizers for them alone, she really felt nothing, but she didn't know why her mother-in-law reacted so much.

However, she also knew that although she was close to the family, she was not a real family after all. Lian Yao had helped her family enough and could not develop the vice of inexorable demand.However, she really didn't think there was anything to refuse a bottle of moisturizer.

But after she returned to the room, the fat aunt asked her to talk to her about this matter, and she knew that the small bottle of plaster she had used before was said to be worth a thousand dollars.Lian Yao didn't give the prepared frostbite ointment to herself, instead she had to do it specially, obviously it would not be that ordinary stuff.As a result, Su Ya didn't dare to say anything.

It's just that what Lian Yao really wants to do, it's useless if the fat aunt refuses.The next day, seeing the two bottles of moisturizer on the table and Lian Yao’s beautiful face with a smile, the fat aunt had to pass the things to Su Ya and let her put it away: "Since it’s Yaoyao’s heart, you Just use it."

Suya was a little hot holding the bottle: "I'll be enough for one bottle. Fang Ming bought me a lot before I haven't used it up. I will put this bottle in the room for you first."

After speaking, Su Ya ran away and put the fat aunt's bottle in her room for the first time.

Just kidding, I still got this good thing with my mother-in-law's light.If you let Lian Yao know that her mother-in-law is useless and use it all for yourself, I'm afraid that your impression in Lian Yao's heart will fall below the bottom line.

In this family, to be honest, no matter how unconvinced, no matter how jealous or envy, she still sees her own position.Lian Yao's status is not comparable to herself, and it is also an existence that she can never offend.

It's already the fourth day under the snow, and the sweet potatoes dug out have begun to freeze.Frozen sweet potatoes are not nutritious, and the taste is not good. They can't be eaten at all.Even pigs can't eat too much.Can only be dragged back to smash for fattening.

Therefore, by the fifth day, few people in the ground dig sweet potatoes anymore.It's also bad to dig it out, and it doesn't make people suffer the crime at the risk of heavy snowfall.

The real agricultural slack in Chitose Village this year was forced to begin.

Instead of going to the ground, Wu Qingfeng took Lin Bao and started shoveling the snow on the roof.Too much snow is not a good thing. Although their house is very strong, they can't be pressured by the heavy snow. Major events may happen in the future.

Lian Yao sat on the kang in the room, leaned on the windowsill, watching the rustling snow falling from the roof like a waterfall, and quickly piled high on the ground.Suddenly, he put on his clothes and hat and ran out.

She has never built a snowman before, and it seems to be fun to hear.

I found a big shovel and piled all the clean snow on the edge of the small garden.When the pile was almost done, Lian Yao patted the snow hard, and then sculpted it into what she wanted.