Going Out in the Cold Season

The completed mud products were placed on the bed-stove to toast for a while. When they were a little drier, the two of them then worked on them further, making them look quite lifelike.

Then, under Bai Qingqing's great anticipation, all of them were sent into the stove.

Bai Qingqing squatted outside. Every time Parker added more firewood, she would look inside.

A gust of whirlwind blew from the top, almost sending Bai Qingqing flying. Her hat was blown off and her hair was all messed up.

In fact, if it wasn't because Parker was quick to grab onto her, she would really have flown away. Her body had felt lighter for a moment there.

"You go in first," Parker said. "The wind is strong today."

"I'm fine… cough cough!" After saying that, Bai Qingqing coughed intensely. The gust of wind from earlier had blown out the smoke from the stove right into her face.