Song Meijuan and Si Xia were both staring at the sheep on the fire, their eyes flickering, and they had expectant expressions on their faces.

He Chang was roasting the sheep while instructing, "Song Da Beauty, you are responsible for lighting the fire, as for Si Da Beauty, you are responsible for brushing the sheep with oil!"

Song Meijuan glanced at the firewood on the ground and said, "Well, I'll burn the fire, as the saying goes, the wood used for the fire is golden, so beautiful, it's always there, can you carve a gift for me?"

"Yes, you have to turn the sheep on the fire while burning the fire, but you must not roast it!"

He Changzai told Song Meijuan, picked up a golden silk nanmu for burning fire on the ground, and the carving knife that was placed on the big bluestone on the side after cleaning up the sheep, and began to carve.

In the live broadcast room, the sailors saw that He Chang was making gifts for Song Meijuan, and they typed and discussed one after another.

"Guess what the little brother will do to give Sister Meijuan as a gift!"

"I think with the size of the wood in my brother's hand, I feel that I can just make a rolling pin as a weapon for Sister Meijuan to carry out family law in the future!"

"There's a picture, upstairs, congratulations, you managed to make me laugh!"

"Hmph, my male god won't marry Sister Meijuan, she wants to marry, and it should be me who marries!"

"Little brother, if I can marry you, I can be small, or the kind that doesn't want a name!"

"Upstairs, your love is too humble, if you don't marry me, I will be dedicated to you and give you all my savings for thirty years!"

"Upstairs, I suspect you're driving, but there's no proof!"

"There is a saying, drought drought, waterlogging death!"

"I feel that the little brother should carve a wood-carved rose, think about it, give a wood-carved rose to Sister Meijuan, how romantic that scene should be!"

"I don't think it's right, the wood carved roses are too vulgar, the little brother is an elegant person, maybe he will carve a wind chime for her!"

......

Just when everyone was talking about it in the live broadcast room, with the sawdust flying, He Changzai carved out a villain who looked like Song Meijuan and handed it to her.

Song Meijuan stretched out her hand to take the wood carving villain, looked at it carefully, showed joy on her face, and said:

"He Changzai, this wood carving villain you made is so exquisite, too beautiful, I like it so much!"

He Changzai said indifferently: "It's good if you like it!"

Si Xia, who was oiling the sheep with a brush on the side, saw He Chang carving a wooden carving villain exactly like her for Song Meijuan, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, he came to his side, grabbed his arm and shook it, and begged:

"He Chang is here, you are eccentric, I want it too!"

He Chang looked at Si Xia beside him and said, "Where am I eccentric, didn't I give you a drone?"

Si Xia pursed his lips and snorted coldly, "If you don't carve, don't you carve, why do you always mention the past!"

He Chang looked at Si Xia and said, "Go and brush the oil on the sheep, I didn't say that I wouldn't carve it for you, why are you angry!"

"Okay, then you have to carve me beautifully!"

When Si Xia heard that He Chang was going to carve a wood carving figure for her, he smiled brightly, hurriedly walked to the fire, and continued to brush the sheep with oil.

He Changzai fished a piece of firewood from the fire, carved a knife in his hand, and carved a wooden figure for Si Xia.

In the live broadcast room, a group of sailors saw that He Chang was carving a wood carving villain for Song Meijuan, and then started carving Si Xia, typing and discussing one after another.

", the little brother carved this wood carving villain looks exactly the same as Sister Meijuan, it can be said that it looks like a god, it's so beautiful!"

"This wood carving villain, somehow, reminds me of the stone statue that Duan Yu saw in a deep valley stone cave in Wuliang Mountain!"

"I know who that stone statue is, it's Li Canghai"

"Have you taken a closer look, these golden silk nanmu, not only the appearance is golden, but also the internal pattern is also good-looking, it should belong to the best golden silk nanmu!"

"Don't say it, the more you say it, the more painful it hurts to look at the golden silk nanmu in the fire that can change my fate!"

"With the quality of this golden silk nanmu, coupled with the master-level carving of the little brother, I think the wood carving villain in the hands of Sister Meijuan will definitely be able to sell for a sky-high price!"

"I think something so meaningful, Sister Meijuan will definitely not sell it!"

"I don't know if you've found out, Sister Meijuan has a beautiful temperament, I feel that she shouldn't be bad for money!"

"The analysis upstairs makes sense, I think that with the temperament of Sister Meijuan, it is not something that ordinary people can have, she may have quarreled with her family, ran away from home and went to the countryside to relax, and met the little brother!"

"I have to say, it's good to be by my brother's side, he can send anything anywhere, and it can change the fate of our ordinary people's lives!"

......

After a while, He Changzai pinned the carving knife to his waist, handed her the wooden carving figure carved with the appearance of Si Xia, and asked:

"Do you like it, girl!"

Si Xia took the wood carving figure, looked at it carefully, smiled brightly, nodded, and said, "Immaculate, I like it very much!"

He Changzai replaced Song Meijuan and started roasting the mutton by himself.

After about an hour, the lamb on the fire was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, giving off an enticing aroma.

Si Xia pursed his lips, and said to He Changzai a little impatiently: "Quick, get me a piece to taste!"

He Chang took out the carving knife on his waist, cut some holes on the sheep's body, sprinkled all kinds of spices evenly, and after roasting for a while, he cut off a lamb's calf and handed it to Si Xia, saying:

"Finally, put the seasoning, so as not to destroy the original taste of the mutton, how about you taste it!"

"Why is it a lamb shank and not a sheep thigh...... Well, it's so tender, it's delicious, and today I look like I'm going to eat a round belly!"

Si Xia took the lamb calf, took a bite, some oil flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a very satisfied expression appeared on his face.

He Changzai said with a straight face: "Sheep thigh, I want to keep one, you and Song Meijuan can eat the rest of this sheep!"

Si Xia's eyes rolled, he thought of something, and almost spoke, but he didn't say anything and closed his mouth.

He Changzai cut off a sheep's thigh, handed it to Song Meijuan, and said earnestly:

"Song Da Beauty, you eat this lamb thigh!"

Song Meijuan subconsciously glanced at Si Xia, she took the sheep's thigh, smiled, and said to He Changzai: "Thank you!"

He Changzai said: "It's my honor to be able to cook food for Song Da Beauty!"

After Si Xia saw this scene, she was not calm for a moment, she looked at He Changzai, and asked in a cold voice:

"Why is mine a lamb shank, and Sister Meijuan's is a lamb thigh, you are eccentric!"

He Chang laughed without saying a word, cut a piece of mutton with a carving knife, put it in his mouth, and ate it.