Yunhua ran to the house and saw that the thatched roof of the kitchen was already on fire, and Qiuqiu hid by the plum tree in the courtyard, panicking and not daring to approach.

Qiuqiu saw that Yunhua was back, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain, Yunhua said with a worried face: Don't explain yet, is it hurt? Qiuqiu shook her head and hurriedly helped Yunhua splash two buckets of water into the kitchen. The fire on the ground was extinguished, but the thatched roof was still burning. Nanhua looked around, there was a lot of clear water in the lotus pond, so he kept scooping up with a bucket, and half of the water fell in mid-air, and the remaining half was splashed up, only to extinguish the fire nearby, but not to touch the fire in the distance. Seeing this, Qiuqiu hurriedly ran to the room, picked up the basin for washing his hands, scooped up the water from the lotus pond, and went to water the thatch on the kitchen floor.

Qiuqiu saw that the fire on the thatched roof was about to pass over to the plum tree, and she was very anxious, and she suddenly became anxious: Eh, if you use a pole to poke all the straw burning on the roof, fall into this wet kitchen, and encounter the water on the ground, wouldn't it all be extinguished! But where is the pole? Qiuqiu looked around: there happened to be a lot of bamboo planted over there. She grabbed Yunhua, who was about to continue scooping water: Master, let's pull out a bamboo, poke down the thatch, and then water it. Yun Hua looked at Qiuqiu's little hand, and felt a pain in his heart: in the corner of the wall were ten golden silk bamboos brought to him by Ou Jinshu from Yongjia, this kind of bamboo is extremely beautiful, delicate and elegant, but because it is extremely difficult to survive, it is worth a thousand gold. But at the moment, there is no better way, and there is no suitable pole, so I can only pull the bamboo. Yunhua walked over with a black line on his face, pulled one up, and trembled in his heart. He walked to the kitchen door and poked down all the thatch on the top of the beam, one by one, and the burning thatch went out with a clatter. When the last of the burning thatch fell, only a blackened kitchen remained.

"Sir, is Qiu'er's idea good?" Qiuqiu raised a dirty little face, waiting for Master's praise: Eh? Why did Master have a heart-wrenching expression? Why is Master stroking that bamboo? Why did Master ignore himself and leave? Qiuqiu was a little confused, she watched Yunhua plant the burnt bamboo at the top back into the original pit, and turned back to the room. Qiuqiu stood in the small courtyard, looking at the kitchen that suddenly brightened because of the lack of roof, and her heart was shocked: just now she just obediently lit the fire, put oil in the pot, and then turned around to cut the mutton. Who knew that the fire was too strong, the oil in the pot gradually splashed outward, and she couldn't find the lid of the pot, so frightened that she quit the kitchen, and then the oil was on fire, and it was hot oil and sparks that were cheap outward, so she was so frightened that she hid in the yard, and saw the fire in the pot rising high, burning the thatch on the roof, and a black smoke drifted higher and higher... "Xiaoqiu, come here." Yunhua's voice suddenly came from the room. Qiuqiu lifted her little skirt and ran over, thinking in her heart: It's over, it's over, the master is going to ask the master to ask for guilt. She saw that Yun Hua was sitting on the Taishi chair, her eyebrows were very majestic, and she couldn't help but feel a little weak, so she only stood by the door frame and didn't dare to go in. But I heard Yunhua say: "You are only better, you just caught fire, have you been scared?" "Huh? Although the master looks high, he is actually very close to himself in his heart, Qiuqiu thought. Eight-year-old Qiuqiu may not be able to see it, but Sun Xiaowen in Qiuqiu's body knows that this is called tsundere. "Hey, no, sir." The child with the head of the ball was grinning as he pulled the door frame.

Yunhua suddenly forgot what to say: since the child in front of him was enlightened at the age of five, in order to maintain the prestige of the teacher, he has always been strict with Xiaoqiu, and Xiaoqiu is also a little afraid of him, but now Xiaoqiu is not afraid of him, he has caused such a big disaster, and he has a naughty face. It's time to set the rules! He lowered his face and coughed: Xiaoqiu, today's events are very dangerous, you have to take caution, you know? Qiuqiu still grinned flatteringly: Qiu'er knew that she was wrong, sir, she shouldn't have said that she could cook. Yunhua Dao: I want to ask you, let you cook, why did you burn the kitchen?

Hearing this, Qiuqiu burst out laughing. "Ridiculous?" Yunhua asked. Qiuqiu hurriedly held back a smile, shook her head, and then ran to the front and told Yunhua about her cooking experience with a gesture, she really didn't know which step was wrong. After hearing this, Yunhua pondered for a while and asked her: Before putting the oil, can the water in the pot be boiled dry first?

Water? What water? I didn't pay attention.,It seems that there is some water.,I guess it's left over from washing the pot.。 Qiuqiu scratched her head: "Sir, there is some water in the pot, but only a little bit." And the oil is lighter than water, so it will cover that bit of water, and when the temperature of the oil is higher than the boiling point of the water, the water will evaporate. Since she discovered that Yunhua would regard the words of modern society as childish words, she was no longer bound to speak and dared to say anything.

What the heck? Yun Hua frowned slightly: "What kind of truth do you have, before cooking, you need to wipe the water in the pot with a soft cloth." "This Xiaoqiu, where did he learn these fallacies, but he also blamed himself for not explaining it clearly, so he folded into a kitchen and a piece of bamboo he loved the most for no reason. Qiuqiu smiled: Qiu'er remembered, sir, you are angry, it's just... "Just what?" "It's just that Qiu'er will be hungry, how can we eat?"

Yunhua realized that he was also a little hungry, he couldn't bear to criticize Qiuqiu anymore, and stood up and looked at the "bright" kitchen: even if he found someone to repair it, he couldn't fix it in a day and a half. He thought for a while and said, "You eat some fruits, fill your stomach, wash your face again, pack some clothes, and I'll take you to Jiangnan Villa." ”