The husband is the hunter

Chapter 242

Not long after, she heard Duan Nanshan come back from the outside, because she heard something falling on the ground and colliding with water in the yard from inside the house.

When I went out, I saw that Duan Nanshan was "paving the road" in the yard with a big stone in his arms.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. From the yard where they lived to the henhouse where the hens nested in the back, everything was flooded. Fang Lin couldn't bear the cold. Now that there was this stone-paved path, she walked all the way, let alone It was raining, and there was not even a little mud on the shoes.

Because of the rain, the chicken coop was moved to a small room in the backyard where the sundries were stored. The inside was filled with hay, and the doors and windows were tightly closed, making it very warm.

The breeding eggs were found by Mrs. Li in Xiaomiao Village after the Chinese New Year. Many chicks have already hatched. The little tender yellow chickens are crowded together, very cute.

"The digging on Nanpo should have been finished, right?" Fang Lin asked softly after counting the number of chicks.

Duan Nanshan nodded, "The digging has been finished, and only the fence and the shed are left. I'm afraid that the little chick will get sick in such weather."

"That's good. Let's go to the market to buy a few piglets when the weather clears." Fang Lin smiled slightly. Regardless of whether the business can be negotiated at that time, even if Duan Nanshan doesn't go to her family in the future Hunting, there is no shortage of meat to eat.

The couple had a good plan, but they never expected that the rain would last for half a month, intermittently and endlessly.Fortunately, the courtyard wall is made of green bricks. If it were an earthen wall, it would have already swelled and softened.

The dried meat and sausages stored at home were all transported to the town by Shen Guangzong on the third day of the rain. Originally, Duan Nanshan planned to buy more food when going to the market. , before it was time to go to the market, the rain started to fall regardless.

Now a meal of radish and cabbage, and occasionally a meal or two of white noodles to improve his life, he can't stand it as a big man, not to mention Fang Lin, who is still pregnant, her round face has started to become chin again. Pointy.

Although there is a rule of not hunting in spring, if people are so hungry that they can't even eat, how can they care so much.

Duan Nanshan went out to hunt several times in the rain, but the weather was bad, and the animals in the forest rarely came out to hunt, not to mention that the heavy rain blurred his vision, and the accuracy of his archery was naturally not as normal. The food they ate these days, All fell prey to the trap.

This afternoon, after dinner, Fang Lin picked up her needlework and began to do the sewing. Duan Nanshan was in charge of washing the dishes. Although he was washing the dishes with a loofah, his mind had already gone somewhere, and his brows were tightly frowned. I don't know how long the rain will last. Not only did it delay his plan, but he even failed to get more food for his family.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky. Fang Lin put down her work, stared at the shining white sky for a while, and sighed. For the past half a month, God seemed to want to rain for a year. Not for a while.

The rumbling thunder continued until the sky darkened. Duan Nanshan lit the wax and said helplessly, "The candles at home are almost used up, and there is not much dry firewood left under the stove. I have to go down the mountain tomorrow. We always Can't be trapped here, I don't know what the situation of Uncle Li's family is like, they can't hunt now, they are a big family, they don't have enough to eat and drink."

(End of this chapter)