A Handbook for Raising a Wife in the Last Days [Double/‌‌‍‍1‍‌‎v‎‎‌‍‌1‍‌‍‎]

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*Liang Jin smiled, hugged the person and coaxed him for a few words, then continued to suck and lick the person's soft tongue as if to soothe him.

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The temperature has dropped to more than 30 degrees below zero, which used to be reached only when it was the coldest in the Northeast. Now ordinary down jackets are completely unable to withstand the biting cold wind and snow. Ji Wenxin and Liang Jin have to wear thick winter clothes when going out.

"Brother, this one is fine."

Ji Wen's heart started beating fast and he broke off a dry branch and handed it to Liang Jin. Liang Jin took it, looked at it, put it away and put it in his backpack.

The two men followed the road behind the slope into the mountain to find branches to fill their not-so-rich firewood pile. The branches used for burning firewood must not be too wet, so they wandered around looking for any branches that had escaped the heavy snow.

There was basically nothing you could use on the ground, so you could only break off pieces from trees. Although most of the trees were dead, there was still a chance that the dead trees would come back to life like before. Therefore, when the two of them looked for firewood, they would leave at least one main trunk, hoping that it would have a chance to sprout again.

Ji Wenxin found another one. He trotted to the tree and glanced casually at the bottom. Suddenly he stopped and called Liang Jin, "Brother, come and see, is this a winter bamboo shoot?!"

I saw a small circle of soil exposed on the ground that should have been covered with snow. It must have been a hole dug by some small animal, and there were a few cone-shaped bamboo shoots growing in it.

"It's amazing, we didn't have bamboo shoots here before." Bamboo doesn't grow in their climate, so how can there be bamboo shoots without bamboo?

Liang Jin squatted down and chopped at it with a hatchet. "Maybe some bird brought it here from somewhere else, that's why these few trees are growing."

"It looks very tender, let's dig it up and eat it." Ji Wenxin swallowed her saliva, "But this seems to be food for small animals, let's leave a sweet potato here."

Liang Jin took a knife and chopped off a few winter bamboo shoots, leaving one, and put two sweet potatoes into the mud pit. "Then let's light a fire here and eat."

The blazing bonfire melted the coldness around. Ji Wenxin snuggled in the man's arms and watched him throw sweet potatoes and chestnuts into the fire.

Winter bamboo shoots should be saved and fried with meat at home to make them more delicious. Now that we are outside, we can just eat something simple.

The aluminum foil lunch box on the fire is filled with fragrant mutton soup, which can be drunk after heating up and is a great way to dispel the cold.

The sweet potatoes just taken out of the fire were burning hot. Liang Jin had thick skin and flesh, so he didn't feel the heat even when he held them directly in his hands. But Ji Wenxin was not like that. His hands were too tender, and the temperature could burn his skin off. So he held the mutton soup and ate a mouthful of the roasted sweet potatoes while drinking the soup from the man's hands.

Ji Wenxin ate a few bites and let Liang Jin eat, "Brother, you should eat too, don't just focus on me."

Besides, wouldn't it be more enjoyable if we both took a bite?

Liang Jin ate the rest in two or three bites, which made Ji Wenxin a little scared. "Brother, aren't you afraid of burning your tongue..."

"I thought everyone was like you, with a cat's tongue?" Liang Jin peeled another sweet potato, blew on it until it was at a suitable temperature for eating before handing it to him.