Seeing this, everyone laughed, and Winnie pulled the melon back and stuffed her with a fried loach to eat.

Don't look at the melon is young, but it is not ambiguous to eat, the loach is delicious and not delicious, delicious means that it tastes good, and it is not easy to eat if it is not delicious, it has a lot of small thorns, so after frying, adults are directly chewed and swallowed, and children eat it is much harder.

The little mouth of the melon meat is very dexterous, biting off the small half of the loach, the small lips fly up and down, and soon spit out the small thorns, open the mouth and spray on the ground, there is not much meat brought out, Mao Weilong and Liu Shuyan are constantly speechless.

Duoduo also grabbed one delicately and ate it, but after swallowing it, she became teary-eyed, grabbed Mao Weilong's arm and coughed dryly: "Click, Dad, click, stuck, it's so uncomfortable......"

Mao Weilong's voice is the most delicate for his eldest daughter, because Duoduo couldn't speak before, but now he can finally speak, and he doesn't want to go back to the old life anyway.

The melon side was still gagged and continued to eat, the two little fat hands each grabbed a loach, and then Winnie fed her a roast lamb chop, she threw away a loach and replaced it with a small piece of lamb chops, and the left loach and the right lamb chop ate happily.

Duoduo could only look at it with envy, Mao Weilong used a local method to treat her throat stuck fish bones, that is, to let her take a sip of vinegar, so that Duoduo's pretty face was sour and wrinkled, and it was miserable.

Teasing children and bully dogs, eating loach eels and fragrant lamb chops, and drinking cold fresh beer, a happy end to dinner.

Getting up early the next morning, Qin Shiou and others threw themselves into farm work again. Mao Weilong's farm originally had more than 1,200 acres, but later he annexed a small farm next to it. The total area has reached about 1,800 acres, of which more than 1,000 acres are planted with corn. He had already worked an area of 400 acres by himself before, so that the remaining 600 acres would be over after another day.

Watching a cart of corn kernels sent into the storage tank, Mao Weilong sighed with emotion and said: "Damn, what a good job, I have worked hard for 400 acres in a week, and the four of us can work nearly twice as much in less than two days." ”

The corn planted in more than 1,000 acres of corn fields is innumerable, and it is impossible to mature at the same time. Some of them are ripe in advance, and some of them are still green corn. It doesn't matter if the dry corn is dry, the green corn can't be sent to the storage tank because the humidity is too high, otherwise it is easy to bring up the overflow of mold, these corns have been selected, Mao Weilong said that it should be sold as green storage feed, Qin Shiou saw that the corn kernels were full and firm and shiny, and said that they could be roasted and eaten at noon.

Mao Weilong felt embarrassed. Everyone has been working all morning, can't you just roast a few corn at noon? In this way, he still has potatoes in the field, and they taste good. Add a few baked potatoes......

Just like when he was a child, Qin Shiou packed up some dry corn stalks and firewood, and lit a bonfire. Roast the corn on skewers with an iron rod. As a result, some of the corn stalks were wet, and when they were lit, they started to flame. There was a heavy smoke in the air, because there was no wind today. Behind the smoke turned into a column of smoke and rushed straight into the sky.

The black knife stared at it and said, "BOSS, didn't we use the oven last night?" Is it better to roast corn or use an oven? ”

Indeed, the flames of such a bonfire are very large, and the green corn is delicate, and one is not careful, it will be scorched.

Qin Shiou grinned and said, "This is the feeling of eating, the feeling of being a teenager." ”

Mao Weilong prepared peanut oil, and kept smearing oil on it during the roasting process, so that it would rarely burn if he was careful, Mao Weilong set up a pot on the fire and put the corn in it to cook, he still couldn't believe Qin Shiou's craftsmanship.

After roasting two corns, Qin Shiou handed one to the black knife, and began to gnaw on one by himself.

Because of the peanut oil, the roasted corn tastes extra fragrant and sweet, and although it is not sticky corn, it feels good to eat.

Nibbled a corn, Qin Shiou felt delicious and roasted, the black knife was not cold to roasted corn, he only ate barbecue and grilled fish, if he wanted to eat cereals, then he would rather eat boiled, Qin Shiou gave it to him after roasting it again, and he thanked him.

"What's the matter, you're full?" Qin Shiou asked vaguely while nibbling on corn.

Black Knife smiled dryly: "Of course not, it's just a boss, eating baked things is easy to get cancer." ”

Qin Shiou sneered: "Your sister, why are you not afraid of cancer when you eat barbecue?" ”

The black knife said as a matter of course: "The barbecue tastes so fragrant, who can refuse?" I'm willing to eat roast meat at the risk of cancer, but not roasted corn at the risk of cancer. ”

The water in the pot was boiling, and the corn was also boiled, Mao Weilong took it out and handed it to the black knife and BB cream, and the two of them ate it with relish, and kept nodding their heads and saying that the corn was delicious.

Qin Shiou waited until the corn was cooked, and then planned to spread out the firewood, at this time a police car roared into the farm, Mao Weilong heard the siren and looked up strangely, and said, "What's the matter, what are the police doing here?" ”

Qin Shiou flattened the bonfire, dug out the big potatoes buried in the ground, and said with a smile: "Are you here to help with the work?" ”

Mao Weilong pouted and said: "I don't dare to ask for this, damn it, this Canadian mounted police is not our people's police, this is a group of uncles." ”

Qin Shiou was reluctant to hear this, and said: "Dude, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open, anyway, as far as I know, in terms of the police, Canada is crushed in all directions regardless of service or responsibility." You say the Mounted Police are uncles? Then your father's colleagues and subordinates in China are the ancestors, and I can't wait for our people to provide for them. ”

The police car stopped in front of the building for a moment, and then slowly drove over again, and the two policemen behind got out of the car solemnly and asked in a very stern tone, "Were you lighting the fire just now?" ”

Mao Weilong nodded and said, "Yes, but we are not lighting a fire, but cooking and making barbecue, and roasting corn and potatoes." ”

After a pause, the faces of the two policemen softened, and the older policeman came over and looked at the campfire, and said unhappily: "Why don't you use the oven for barbecue?" We got a call that your farm was on fire, and your neighbor claimed to have seen a thick column of smoke flying into the air, what happened? ”

This pot can only be carried by Qin Shiou, roasting corn is his choice, and it is also the bonfire he came to build, so he went up and asked, "Guys, there may be some misunderstanding here, right?" We just baked something to eat ourselves, and if it caused panic among the neighbors, then we would like to apologize. (To be continued.) )