Just as everyone was standing anxiously, doubting the old woman's ability, suddenly, the old woman lifted the thick quilt that was covering Weiyang's body.

Hu Huilan couldn't hold back the 'ahhh', because she knew that Weiyang's body was as cold as ice now, and it was too late to cover him with a quilt as soon as possible to keep him warm, so dare to lift the quilt?

This 'ahhhh

But the old woman was not frightened, she ignored her.

Instead, he was calm and unhurried, lifted the thick quilt on Weiyang's belly, and little by little, took off the clothes on Weiyang's body.

At this time, Hu Huilan couldn't hold back the 'ahhh' again, and then she said as if warning, "Big, auntie, this, this Weiyang baby is very cold!" ”

The old woman ignored her and continued......

Hu Huilan saw that Weiyang began to tremble, her whole body convulsed, thinking that he was very cold, so she said again, "Auntie! This, this baby looks very cold! ”

The old woman finally turned her face at this time, looked at Hu Huilan, and said a little annoyed, "What's cold, what's cold!" You just know the cold. You covered the quilt so tightly for the baby, why didn't the baby get warm? ”

Hu Huilan thought about it too, so she became confused again......

The old woman slowly moved the sheep to the less hot ground, and then began to command in a commanding tone.

"Hey, what the is the baby?" The old woman shouted at the top of her voice.

"Uh-huh." Hu Huilan bent down and approached the old woman.

"Go, go find a ceramic bowl."

"Uh-huh."

Hu Huilan responded simply, while running to find the bowl.

The bowl is in the kitchen, and the kitchen is another kiln, opposite the current sleeping man's kiln, with the yard in the middle.

Hu Huilan also ran out, came to the kiln door, and pushed the kiln door open, at this time, it was dark inside, as if it had entered a dead end.

Hu Huilan, who was in a hurry, stretched out her hand and touched the cupboard, but she didn't feel it accurately, and knocked a stack of bowls to the ground, and there was a loud 'jingle bell', which was the sound of the bowl breaking.

Hu Huilan was so frightened that she let out a 'ah', and then quickly leaned down and touched the ground, and finally, quickly, she touched a good bowl, Huo Di stood up, and without saying a word, she rushed to the kiln.

"Bowl, bowl, bowl is coming...... Hu Huilan greeted excitedly as she ran.

In the kiln, in order to save time, Hu Huilan actually stretched the bowl to the old woman's hand.

The old woman was slow to react, she touched the bowl with the back of her hand, but she didn't get it, and she touched it to get it......

In this way, Hu Huilan handed it to the old woman several times in a row, and the old woman finally held it firmly in her hand.

Hu Huilan turned to lean down and stroked Weiyang's little head with her hand very lovingly.

At this time, the tall and thin men began to open their eyes a little more round, and they gathered around the old woman, watching the old woman's every move steadily, even the expression on her face.

They wondered: What is this old woman doing with a bowl?

Weiyang's father was even more curious, he bypassed Weibiao, walked straight to the edge of the kang, and stood still, so that he could see more clearly.

Curiosity is very curious, but, at the same time as curiosity, each of them has a cold sweat tightly in their hands.

Under the flickering lights, under the gaze of everyone.

The old woman was a little clumsy and slammed the bowl on the brick of the pillow of Weiyang's father's head, and the bowl was like a watermelon, and it instantly split in half.

The bowl stubble showed a sharp edge.

The old woman picked up half of the bowl, put her eyes on the bowl stubble, looked at it with difficulty, shook her head slightly, put the bowl down again, and then picked up the other half of the bowl, and put her eyes together, and finally, she felt that it was okay, and showed a satisfied look on her face.

At this time, the onlookers all widened their eyes and stared intently at the bowl in the old woman's hand, and their hearts couldn't help but hang.

The old woman held the bowl in her hand, calmed down a little, and then told her father to bring the kerosene lamp.

Weiyang's father quickly brought the kerosene lamp and placed it smoothly on the brick of the broken bowl.

The old woman pinched the bowl with one hand and put the other hand on the stubble, tested its sharpness, tried it, and then put the bowl stubble on the kerosene lamp and burned it.

In the intervals of cauterization.

He let out a long breath of hot air, and then, immediately after that, he gasped into it and continued to hang his heart.

Hu Huilan was about to ask the old woman what she was going to do, when she took her hand off the sheep's head, and then, with an 'ahhh