So I pulled my hand out of the quilt again, thinking that in such a cold weather, if the kang is not hot, it would be impossible to get along with myself. When I turned around and hugged the corn lever, I found the pig food bucket placed on the doorstep. Finally, I smiled bitterly

"Oh! Pig! People won't punish themselves for themselves. I will feed you when I finish burning the kang!"

As a result, I went to the firewood shed to carry the corn stalk. When I passed by the pigpen, I saw them coming one by one, shouting at the door of the pigpen. I smiled bitterly and thought, don’t be anxious first, I will finish the kang and feed you before eating. After I learned the painful lesson from last night, I carried a big bundle this time, and then squatted in front of the kang tube door, with my head hooked up and poked it hard inside and around, and I knew that the corn stalks were burned into small short sections.

I quickly got up again, shoveled from the firewood shed, half a basket of saw foam from processed wood, waiting for the corn rod to burn almost, and when Mars was splashing the saw foam evenly on it. After the task was completed, I looked up and saw that the whole kitchen was like a fire. I had just gotten up and took a breath, but I almost choked to death. So I quickly walked towards the door, lifted the curtain and hung it on the nail, and finally smiled bitterly, and took the pig food bucket to feed the pigs!

After feeding the pigs, sheep, and chickens, I took a deep breath, thinking that I would go back and soak up some tricks, and the rest of the time was to go to bed, so I hummed that only my mother in the world was good, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

Because I was not full yesterday, after washing my hands, I took a piece of shredded flower first and finished it in a few seconds, but my stomach was still empty, so I took another one, and I couldn't get it after half of it. I thought there was ready-made boiled water, so I soaked it again, put some salt and super unpalatable oil and splashed chili in it, and I quickly finished it, but my stomach still felt owed.

But I took it out of the plastic bag and was about to eat it and thought that I would be unable to replenish my swelling, so I put it in again and put the bowl at the washbasin. I thought that my mother had so many dishes to wash anyway, so I waited to use it before washing it.

With the lessons from the car, I was not in a hurry to take off my shoes. I thought that if the kang was still the same as before, I would go to the yard to find a sunny place to squat and bask in the sun. As a result, my hand was stuffed in. Unexpectedly, the kang was actually heated up by me. I quickly tucked my shoes and stuffed my feet into the bed, which was already numb.

At that moment, I seemed to find the feeling of going home again. Maybe it was because the kang was hot and I might have eaten a little too much. My eyes were like a pair of magnets. Finally, I thought, since the door was closed, it would be better to take off and have a good sleep.

But when I was sleeping comfortably, I suddenly felt sweaty all over, which was so hot that I felt so uncomfortable. So I quickly got up and touched the kang. The whole kang was hot. I was afraid of the fire, so I folded the quilt on the kang, covered my clothes and fell asleep again.

After mastering the experience of life, burning kangs, feeding dogs, etc., I finish the work at home as fast as possible every day. But after four days, I feel nauseous when I see the mohua, because the second mohua I have had in the past few days is only enough for one day to eat, but I really have no choice but to turn the raw ones into ripe ones. Finally, I saw the gas stove and the spicy hotpot splashed with raw oil. I gritted my teeth and thought to myself, so I would make some braised mohua.

But when I turned on the gas stove, put the fried spoon on it, and poured a box of half-baked oil into the hot pot. I thought that when the oil was hot, I would pour the scallion into it and then pour the water into it. In a short while, the whole kitchen was like dried peppers being lit, which made me unable to open my eyes.

Just as I was wiping my tears, I found that the fried spoon was getting angry. In desperation, I quickly turned off the gas stove, but the smoke in the fried spoon was getting bigger and bigger. I really had no choice, so I poured the boiling water from the thermos bottle into it.

At this time, I heard a sizzling sound, and then a ball of white air rose into the air. The pungent smell of chili pepper slowly dissipated. Looking at the dark spoon of spicy water, I picked it up and prepared to pour it into the pig, but put it on the gas stove. Because of so much chili and clean oil, and the boiling water I had worked hard to burn, it was a pity to pour it, so I smiled.

"Then let's just treat the dead horse as a living horse!"

So I put the fried scoop on the gas stove until the water boiled inside. I sprinkled the chopped green onion and then added some cabbage. Seeing that the soup was full and thick, I scooped it up and paid for it for a while, and quickly ran out of spit. Except for the burnt taste of the pepper, there was no smell at all. Finally, I thought, and did not add salt. Then I put the salt, MSG, pepper noodles and soy sauce in a little while. Unexpectedly, the soup looked much better.

At this time, I quickly broke the mohua into short sections and threw it into the pot to cook, but because there were too many mohua, I stirred more and more. When I saw this, I thought that it was all cooked anyway, so I closed the heat and took a big bowl and dug it up.

I ate while blowing, but it took a while. I probably didn't eat hot rice for several days, and it was really delicious.

After dinner, I sat in the yard basking in the sun, waiting for my father's phone call. Suddenly, I didn't know who knocked on the door. I hurried to take a look, but my uncle was happy to stand at the door.

"What are you bad guys doing?"

I quickly took the bag from my uncle

"Why did my uncle come here today? Is there anything wrong?"

My uncle glared at me

"Why can you come and have a walk around when you're fine?"

Actually, after saying this, I regretted it, but it was hard to stop the water. When I heard my uncle say this, I scratched my head embarrassedly

"Uncle, I don't mean that, mainly because the weather has become cold these two days. I'm afraid I'll catch a cold if I freeze you!"

As a result, my uncle smiled and touched my head

"Haha, how could I be angry with you? Your aunt is nagging at home all day long, and I don't know how her eldest nephew is doing now? So I'll come and take a look!"

I quickly took my uncle into the kitchen

"Uncle, come in and take a break, be warm and warm!"

My uncle reached into the bed and looked at me in disbelief.

"Oh, I didn't notice it! You little guy is burning in the kang, it's really good!"

I smiled embarrassedly and quickly handed the water to my uncle

"I'm also burning all day long, just keep it hot!"

My uncle took the water and smiled

"Then how do you eat in a day!"

I blushed

"Eat a mozzarella!"

My uncle looked at me in surprise

"Then you have been eating mohua these days! What kind of dishes are you eating!"

I smiled embarrassedly

“I did it once on the gas stove this morning!”

When my uncle heard this, the frowning brows on his face slowly stretched out.

"Then let me see what you cook? I didn't expect that my child is strong and can cook by himself!"

I'll block my uncle quickly

"I'd better not watch it! I cooked the mozzarella!"

As a result, my uncle had opened the lid of the fried spoon

"Why don't you wash the pot?"

I scratched my head

"Prepare to heat up in the afternoon and wash after eating!"

At this time, I looked at this uncle with an extremely complicated expression. You looked at the black hodgepodge in the pot and thought that it was over. I must talk about me next, but my uncle smiled bitterly.

"Baby, what kind of food are you cooking? Is this what you are eating today?"

I rubbed my hands and smiled embarrassedly.

"Although it's not good, it tastes pretty good!"

I saw my uncle shook his head helplessly, picked up the fried spoon and poured it into the dog food basin

"Stop eating, I'll be full just by looking at it."

Seeing my dinner being poured mercilessly by my uncle, I said anxiously

"Uncle, I have cooked all the mohuas. If you poured them, what should I eat tonight!"

I saw my uncle smile

"Did you forget what I did before? It's a shame for you! Go and open my bag!"

Hearing this sentence, I was so happy that my uncle used to be a famous village banquet chef. Is it that the bag contains the fried pork for me fried? When I opened it, I was completely stunned.

"Uncle, you have to go on a long trip! Why are you carrying so many steamed buns?"

My uncle said with a smile

"I'm counting that you don't have many steamed buns anymore. Your aunt just steamed them this morning, so I brought some for you!"

I was moved first when I heard this, then I laughed and cried

"I've finished eating a few steamed buns in the pot!"

When my uncle heard this, he looked at me in disbelief.

"My steamed buns are clasped under the porcelain washbasin on the noodle cabinet! Why haven't you seen it?"

I smiled

"I can't roll the noodles, so I didn't go in front of the noodle cabinet!"

At this moment, my uncle suddenly became nervous

"It's been so long, it's not bad!"

Seeing my uncle put it on the floor, I quickly picked up the thermos, mixed it with some hot water and said while washing it.

"Haha, it must be better. This weather is even more beautiful than a refrigerator!"

My uncle opened the foreign porcelain basin and looked at it. He saw that I was washing the fried spoon.

"Fortunately it's not broken, so you put it on the kang quickly, so I'll wash it with freezing!"

I smiled

"Haha, I'll wash it for us as soon as possible. You can cook some vegetables for me. I'm almost greedy!"

My uncle came over and touched my head when he heard this

"It seems that my child has been so wronged these days. Then, I will find some vegetables for us. If I had known that I would come, I would go to the street to buy some vegetables!"

I quickly pointed to the chopping board

“Where are the vegetables that are going through the winter!”

At this time, my uncle almost made the same expression as me

"I said a few days ago, I wanted to make some stir-fry, but I couldn't find a potato after searching for a long time. It turned out that it was here. So today I'll stir-fry more for you. When you heat the steamed buns every day, just heat them together!"

Hearing this, I looked at my uncle very gratefully, and a faint sadness surged in my heart.

"My mom might come back soon!"

My uncle was a little lost when he saw me

"It's okay. Since we're here at the city hospital, let's take a look at it at once! If it doesn't work, I'll come and accompany you!"

I smiled and lowered my head to continue washing the fried spoon

"No, I'm used to it!"

My uncle didn't say anything after hearing this, so he quickly arranged for me. After my uncle was busy for more than ten or twenty minutes, a small pot of stir-frying was out of the pot. When I just picked up the steamed buns that my uncle brought to eat, my uncle was a little anxious.

"Wait a little hot before eating!"

I smiled and stuffed it into my mouth

"It's okay, although it's not hot, it's much softer than Mahua! Come and eat together!"

My uncle shook his head and sat aside as if thinking about something.
Chapter completed!