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The next day, Wang Jianxin woke up before dawn.

Morning comes early on the grassland, and the June sky begins to turn white at around four o'clock.He got up from the kang, rubbed his eyes, and instead of lighting a fire and boiling water as usual, he moved directly into the space with a thought.

The space is bright and the temperature is neither cold nor hot, just right.The small river flowed loudly, and the air was as fresh as if it had been washed.Wang Jianxin walked to the river, squatted down, picked up water and washed his face.The water is cool and refreshing, and it feels so good to pour it on your face.

When I lived at Su He’s house, I had to make do with washing my face and brushing my teeth in the yurt, and I also saved water.Now, the river in the space is his private bathroom, and he can use it however he wants.

After washing, Wang Jianxin stood up and looked across the river.

The sheep are grazing over there.Ten sheep were scattered on the pasture, heads lowered, gnawing one bite at a time.The patch of Leymus chinensis and Elymus chinensis grew densely, and the sheep ate quite happily.

But he suddenly thought of a problem - if these sheep ran to the vegetable planting area, the potatoes, cabbage, and radishes he planted would be completely destroyed.

Wang Jianxin walked to the river and took a closer look.

Wang Jianxin also brought the green horse over.The green horse stayed in the space for a whole night. He was in good spirits and his coat was a little brighter.He touched the horse's neck, then led the horse, and with a thought, he left the space.

As soon as he came out, Qingma was not happy.It snorted, dug its hooves on the ground twice, and twisted its head back, trying to get back into space.

Wang Jianxin was happy, and patted the horse's face: "What, you feel so comfortable inside that you don't want to come out to work? No, work first, and then go back after work."

Qingma snorted again, as if protesting, but still stood still.

Wang Jianxin returned to the house, put the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle on his shoulders, put the saddle on the horse, and tightened the girdle.When everything was ready, he got on his horse and started patrolling along the defensive line.

On the grassland in June, the sun rises early and heats up quickly.As soon as the sun comes out, heat begins to rise from the ground.Wang Jianxin rode a horse and walked slowly along the barbed wire fence.The iron net stood crookedly on the grassland. Some places were rusty and some were blown askew by the wind, but generally it was still intact.

He watched as he walked, paying attention to whether there were holes in the barbed wire fence, whether there were footprints on the ground, and whether there were any figures in the distance. He straightened the crooked barbed wire fence and knocked the wooden stakes tightly.

Nothing.

Except for grass, it’s just grass.Occasionally, you can see a few yellow sheep running past, but the speed is too fast to catch up.I wanted to shoot him, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.No wolf was seen, and no man was seen.The entire grassland was as quiet as if there was no one there. The only sounds left were the sound of horse hooves trampling on the grass and the whine of the wind blowing through the barbed wire fence.

After a circle, the sun has already risen above the head.Wang Jianxin looked at his watch - it was almost noon.My stomach is growling with hunger. I have drank some river water in the space since morning and haven't eaten anything.

He rode back.When we arrived at the adobe house, we tied up our horses, leaned our guns against the door, and quickly made a fire to cook.

The stove is made of iron and is easy to cook.He found white flour from the supplies, scooped out half a bowl, added some water and kneaded it into dough, rolled it out and cut it into strips.When the water in the pot is boiling, put the noodles in, boil for a few times, and take them out.

I pulled a cabbage from the ground, blanched a few cabbage leaves, and made a sauce with the only soy sauce, vinegar and salt.

Wang Jianxin squatted at the door with a bowl in hand and took a sip of noodles.

He sighed.

He is a cook, good at frying and frying, and a dish of braised pork can make people lick the plate.But now?I don’t have any cooking skills, so I can’t use them.When I was learning cooking, my master never taught me how to make something delicious if there were no seasonings.

After finishing the noodles, I also drank the soup.When there is something in the stomach, a person becomes energetic.

Wang Jianxin stood up and looked at the vegetable patch.

The vegetable plot left by Lao Zhou is one acre in size, growing potatoes, cabbage, carrots, green onions, and corn.It's June now, and the cabbage is already packed and green; the potato seedlings are half as tall as a person, with small white flowers in bloom; the carrot leaves are densely packed, which is pleasing to look at, although the growth is not good, sparse, and the nutrition is not up to par.But on the grassland, this is also a rare thing. Page (1/3)