Chapter 16 Winter Preparation

Qi Bosong brought in a bowl of boiled medicine, and Zhen Xing struggled to get up from **. She took Qi Bosong's medicine, frowned and crossed her heart, pinched her nose and drank it. Qi Boxong quickly found snowflake candy, and Zhenxing took a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

Qi Bosong helped Zhen Xing lie down and went out with a medicine bowl. After a while, Qi Bosong brought in two iron pots. Zhen Xing asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Qi Boxong smiled and said, "This is the water boiled in the pot. Anyway, it's better to put it in the kitchen. It's better to bring it to your room. It can be a little warm." With that, Qi Bosong put down the curtain again. Zhen Xing's heart was warm.

Zhenxing thinks of heating again. Isn't it also hot water in the iron sheet? However, hot water is recycled, so it's warmer.

After lying down for a few days, her body hurt when she lay down. Zhen Xing struggled to sit up. Qi Boxong hurriedly put the pillow on it and let her lean on it.

"I'm calculating. When I'm ready, we'd better make two feather quilts. How can it be warmer than this kind of quilt? Zhen Xing said.

"Feather quilt?" Qi Bosong asked.

Zhen Xing nodded and asked, "Do you think that our firewood is enough to get through the winter?"

Qi Bosong thought for a moment and said, "I went up the mountain a few days ago to cut some firewood and piled up half a yard. It should be about the same."

Zhen Xing smiled and said, "That's good. We will probably spend our winter like this. There is one more thing that will work hard for you. Please collect chicken feathers from door to door."

Qi Bosong was shocked. Chicken feathers were originally discarded by others. What does Zhen Xing want to do with that thing? Seeing Qi Bosong's surprise, Zhen Xing explained, "Why don't you think it's cold in winter? It's because its feathers keep warm. Anyway, other people don't take it as a good thing. We can use it. How warm it is to make two quilts.

"Is that okay?" Qi Bosong said doubtily.

Zhen Xing said with a smile, "What's wrong? I said yes. Just go and collect it. One or two chicken feathers for ten big sons. The people in the sea will sell it to you. It happens that just two days after the Double Ninth Festival, there are many people who kill chickens. Maybe there are some chicken feathers left. Just go and collect it."

A sign with the label "urgent collection of chicken feathers" hung in front of Aunt Zhang's stall. While asking Aunt Zhang to take care of it, Qi Boxong went door to door to collect chicken feathers.

Soon, he was replaced by shyness. I heard that the Qi family was going to collect chicken feathers, and everyone looked at Qi Bosong with strange eyes. What can their family do if they want chicken feathers? Those things are all lost.

Fortunately, Qi Boxong's price is reasonable, one or two or ten cents. For the sake of these ten big men, many people sent their chicken feathers. If they can't make up one or two, Qi Boxong will give them five big sons. At the end of the day, Qi Bosong went home with a bag of chicken feathers on his back.

Zhenxing's illness didn't get better. Although she took the medicine and no longer had a fever, her head was still dizzy. As soon as it was dark, Qi Bosong sealed the window. He went to the kitchen to heat up the food he had just bought. He didn't know how to cook, just go back and forth to buy something to fill his stomach.

Zhen Xing put on a piece of clothes and turned over the chicken feathers collected by Qi Boxong. It's far from what she expected. First of all, let's talk about the quality of this chicken feather. She wanted the hair on the chicken's chest, which was thin and soft. However, there are not many people raising chickens, and there are even fewer people who leave chicken feathers. Let's do it.

Think about it, sleeping in such a chicken feather quilt, do you have to become a chicken mother when you wake up? It seems that the part of the feather should be cut off and the part of the feather should be thrown away.

Qi Bosong pushed the door in and saw Zhen Xing squatting on the ground to study feathers. He couldn't help scolding: "Why did you come out?" It's windy to open and close the door. What should I do if it relapses?

Before making a formal feather quilt, Qi Boxong built a dog kennel for the big black dog in a corner of the yard. The big black dog looked gratefully at Qi Bosong's busyness in the yard. Qi Bosong thought, in case it was too cold in winter, would the big black dog also go to the house? Otherwise, it's not good to freeze to death outside.

The simple kennel was quickly built, and Qi Bosong gave the bricklayer 500 big sons. The big black dog got into the kennel happily and wagged its tail at Qi Boxong.

Qi Bosong opened his room. No one came in this room for many days, and it was a wing room, which looked even colder. After closing the door, a bag of chicken feathers was spread out on the ground, and Qi Boxong cut off the feather part according to Zhen Xing's request. The process was so long that these unlucky feathers refused to obey and flew everywhere.

Qi Bosong put down the scissors and cut half an hour's feathers, almost all of which floated in the air. He was so irritable that it was so difficult that he simply opened the door, a wind blew in, and more feathers floated up.

Just as Qi Bosong couldn't stand to curse these feathers, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Qi Bo loosened the door. It turned out that the aunts came to send feathers again.

Qi Bosong hurriedly took out two burdens from Zhen Xing's room, and the borrowed nickname came in handy again. Aunts come and go. At the end of the day, they actually collected more than a catty of feathers.

Zhen Xing's illness was better. After listening to Qi Bosong's complaints about feathers, he suddenly had a plan. On the morning of the second day, Zhen Xing went straight to the only cloth line in the town. Half of the paper came back home with a big cloth. Zhenxing called Aunt Fang and Aunt Li of Nongxian, and several people made quilts at home.

According to the design of Zhenxing, two huge cloth pockets have been made. Aunt Fang and Aunt Li said while helping, they did a strange thing for the first time until they saw it for the first time after a lifetime of sewing.

Not only that, Zhen Xing also designed a bedspread. Although it is also a large-colored earthen cloth, it looks like a cloth pocket. Let's have a cloth pocket. After sending Aunt Fang and Aunt Li away, Zhen Xing began to make feather quilts with Qi Bosong.

In Qi Bosong's room, the inner liner of two quilts was placed on the table. Zhen Xing and Qi Bosong were on guard all over their bodies, and the two handkerchiefs were tied down on their noses to prevent the exhaled gas from blowing away the feathers.

The two of them cut and stuffed the feathers into the quilt cover immediately. One morning, they finally stuffed half of it. Although this job is boring and boring, Zhen Xing has to be patient for the warmth of winter.

However, think about it carefully. In those years, when she was beaten into the cold palace, didn't she live a boring life every day? There is almost nothing else to do but read. The female red girl basically doesn't know how to follow the girls and embroider them randomly. Compared with that time, it is simply a fairy-like free and happy life.

The next night, Zhen Xing and Qi Bosong finally cut all their feathers. Two quilt liners that look like cloth pockets were placed in Zhenxing's **.

Zhen Xing first spread out a bed and patted it hard. Qi Boxong still had a way to find a small broom to sweep the bed and break the feathers hard. Zhen Xing picked up the needle and thread again, tried to take the quilt with her lame female red, and separated the feathers in the quilt, just like a down jacket, plaid by lattice.

However, her stitching is too clumsy. Originally, it was sewn according to Chanel's lattice, but in the end, the diamond-shaped lattice did not come out and was oblique. As long as it's easy to use, Zhen Xing thought of it.

Qi Bosong helped Zhen Xing put the cane into the bedspread, and finally it was done. That night, Zhen Xing made another quilt again. That night, Zhenxing and Qi Boxong were covered with feathers and slept!

The feather quilt is really extraordinary. On top of Zhenxing's feather quilt, I also added an ordinary quilt. After sleeping until midnight, Zhen Xing got up and pushed the quilt under her feet. The feathers are warm, and it's really comfortable. It seems that half of the heating problem in winter has been solved.

In view of the success of the feather quilt, Qi Bosong went to collect chicken feathers again. This time, it's not about making feather quilts. Zhenxing is going to make two feathered mattresses, which is really warm.

It went back and forth for seven or eight days. The two feather mattresses are ready. Zhen Xing's heart was warm. However, winter is a powerful enemy, in order not to freeze to death. We need to think of some other ways.

One day, Qi Bosong removed the money from his bed. His room will not be occupied for about a winter. It's better to hide the money in a safe place.

The low level of the sofa has become the most ideal place. It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place. Qi Bosong moved the sofa away, pried open a floor tile, and put a small box with silver tickets in it. In order to prevent embetting, Zhenxing did not forget to put in two pieces of camphor wood. I'm also worried that the little bug will go in and seal the mouth with wax.

Zhen Xing is at ease now. Even if the thief comes in and steals things, he won't guess where his money is hidden. I looked down at the sofa. Fortunately, the carpenter made a decision to make the sofa the size of a single bed. Otherwise, how uncomfortable would it be for Qi Bosong to fall asleep?

Zhen Xing pounced on the feather mattress. The soft feather mattress and the soft feather quilt are really comfortable. The door panel has been pressed, and there are more than ten degrees in the cabin. Although it's not how warm it is, it's finally much more comfortable than before.

There is a brazier in Zhenxing's room, and there is also a brazier in the living room outside. Outside, the north wind gently sang the winter song, and the voice became louder and louder, like the ** of the opera.

Snowflakes gradually floated from the dark red sky. On the dead trees in the forest, a bird hid in the nest and loosened its feathers. The north wind is still blowing, but no one pays attention to it.

In the yard, the big black dog came out to have a look when he saw the snow. Turning his head and seeing his tail, he couldn't help rushing up and reaching his tail with his mouth. Finally, he still didn't have the ability to get back to the dog's kennel in frustration. Lying on the ground, it raised its eyes and looked at the falling snowflakes.

The north wind stopped blowing, and the big black dog closed his eyes and saw the bones picked up from outside at noon.