Chapter 005: Burning the Fire

In the main courtyard, the old lady of the Luo family, Qin, scolded vigorously for most of the hour.

As time passed, the scolding in the yard finally died down for a while. Qin's mouth was dry when he scolded, except for a few words about the Liu family's grievances at the beginning, and then he was silent, and it seemed that he admitted it. raised a group of unsuccessful cubs, and didn't see if it was the life of eating eggs. However, the three families are all faceless and skinless, and the three hoes can't get a white mark, and they are thick-skinned.

Zhou felt that it was almost time to knock, and looked at the sun in the middle, and felt that the old man and his sons should come back from the ground. So, he took out a handkerchief, wiped his forehead, took a sip, and walked to the kitchen with his little feet like the wind.

"The second family, the meal is not ready yet? Let you cook a meal, and you will sit in the kitchen and not move?" Qin Shi rushed up before he entered the kitchen.

"A pot of eggplant, how much oil do you put in it? You think oil doesn't cost money? Why don't you pour all the jar of oil into it, and don't see if you are worth this jar of oil" As soon as Qin Shi entered the kitchen, he saw Zheng's hand shaking violently when he poured oil.

"Mother, there is only one eggplant left, and it will be fine soon." Zheng carefully put down the oil jar and stopped making a sound. But in my heart, I was glad that it was dangerous, every time the old lady's voice was too frightening, just now I shook my hand but almost hit the jar, if I hit the jar,......。 Thinking like this, he shuddered again, glanced at Qin, concealed the horror in his heart, and began to stir-fry a large pot of freshly boiled eggplants.

The kitchen in the main house is quite large, with two large pots and a small pot. Now the No. 1 cauldron is used for stir-frying, and a large pot of eggplant is poured into the pot and poured into half a pot, and after several stir-frying, it is almost half a pot.

Seeing Zheng adding firewood to the stove while frying, he was busy with his hands and feet. Qin frowned.

"Where did Ran'er's girl go again? I don't know how to come back after washing clothes for a long time? I am not afraid of falling into the river and drowning. The old lady was dissatisfied.

The speaker has no intention, but listens with a heart. Not long before Zheng's sound, a baby in the village fell into the river and choked on water, his face turned white, and the hand of adding firewood was beaten, and the sparks in the stove spread out with the firewood.

"Mother——, I want to call Ran'er back to ......" The weak voice sounded, and he didn't notice that there was a fire splashing out, and even a trace of sparks splashed on his arm, but he didn't feel it.

"You set a fire to light this kitchen? Why don't you burn my old woman to death" Zheng's voice was covered by the old lady's scolding, and only then did he notice that the flames had already burned a small piece, and began to rush to save the scene.

At this time, Luo Ran and Wen Sheng from the West Cross Courtyard heard it and hurried to the kitchen.

"Milk, I just washed the clothes and hung the clothes, and Wen Sheng and I came to help my mother light the fire."

"Hey." When Zheng saw Luo Ran and Wen Sheng, his heart was relieved and he began to concentrate on stir-frying.

Qin Shi looked at Luo Ran, who was about to sit under the stove to burn the fire, with a serious look on his face, and glared fiercely.

After a while, the eggplant came out of the pot. Zheng took the vegetable pot out and added water to the pot to soak it, so that it could be used for brushing the pot for a while.

"After you have finished your meal, put it on the table," Qin said to Zheng, who was washing the dishes. He turned his head and pointed at Luo Ran and Wen Sheng and said, "You two go and ask everyone to come back for dinner, whoever is late is not allowed to eat at the table."

Luo Ran, who received another slap in the eye, ran out of the kitchen to inform everyone to eat separately.

When I went out, I luckily saw a group of half-grown children, returning from the village. Also, I usually can't stay home in the field, but as soon as I get to dinner, I take the initiative to go home without exception, of course, this is mainly due to Mrs. Zhao's years of training. In the era when there was not enough to eat, who would miss a meal.