Of course, Lu Qingqing didn't know what was happening in the field. At this moment, she is studying at home with her six-year-old niece Lu Xiaoyue.

"Look, this word reads the road, which is the road of our surname Lu." Lu Qingqing wrote a word on the ground in the courtyard with a tree branch.

Now there is no kindergarten, the children go to school late, just chatted with Xiaoyue a few words, Lu Qingqing found that the child still can't read, thinking that it's okay, just teach her some simple words.

Lu Xiaoyue was also holding a piece of dead tree branch in her hand, gesturing on the side according to the word on the ground, and Lu Qingqing corrected her from time to time.

Lu Qingqing lamented in her heart, this era is really not good, there is no TV, no computer, no mobile phone, and it is so troublesome to not be able to access the Internet!

The important thing is that there is no electric fan and no air conditioning, so hot! Just chatting with Xiaoyue, I learned that the electricity was also before the Spring Festival, but fortunately, this place is not very closed, and it is said that the remote places were only energized after 80 years.

Lu Qingqing is not very familiar with this part of history, that is, he will mention a few words when he listens to his grandparents chatting.

It seems that the college entrance examination will resume in a few years, right? The country's policy will also get better and better, allowing business to do business. However, it has nothing to do with her, she doesn't want to stay here.

Even if you can't go, you can't take the college entrance examination, the original Lu Qingqing barely studied in middle school for two years, and then she stopped studying, and she still has to go to high school for the college entrance examination, and what she learns now is definitely different from that of later generations.

In business, she remembers that her family started to make a fortune from her grandfather's generation, and it was a restaurant business, so she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and her grandmother often guides her, Lu Qingqing still has some attainments in cooking.

I just hope that my grandfather can get married soon in the city and develop her career, so she doesn't have to work too hard.

Even if the policy is good, it will take a long time to speculate on real estate, and it is impossible for him to be a real estate tycoon. It's better to wait until the future, it's useless to think too much.

The sun soon rose in mid-air, Lu Qingqing looked at the sky, and went back to the house to cook. After all, the whole family went out to work, and she was idle, so she had to do something.

There is still a lot of food in the morning, it should be enough to eat, looked at the cupboard in the hall, and then looked at the stove, Lu Qingqing was a little dumbfounded.

She is good at cooking, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, the seasoning is sauce except salt, no meat, no vegetable oil, there is a brown jar in the corner of the stove, open it and look at it, there is some animal oil in it.

Lu Qingqing went to the vegetable field in the yard to take a look, there were not many beans, and the little that had just grown was eaten yesterday, and there is no one who can cook now.

There are a few eggplants, and the small eggplants are not big, and finally after thinking about it, she picked a handful of green onions, and there are a few eggs in the cupboard, so let's just scrambled eggs with green onions.

The weather was sunny and there was not a hint of wind.

Lu Qingqing took a bundle of firewood back to the house at the gate, lit a fire and prepared to cook, there was no lighter this year, but there were matches.

She struck a match and lit it, but she didn't know that there was no wind, and after the firewood was burned, the smoke kept billowing out, choking people to breathe.

Lu Xiaoyue came in from outside the door and coughed a few times, "Little aunt, are you going to burn the house?" ”

Lu Qingqing fanned the wind with her hand, tears flowed, "It's smoking." ”

"If you want to pull the bellows, I think that's how grandma got it." As she spoke, Lu Xiaoyue stretched out her little hand, grabbed the wind box next to the stove pit, and pumped it out.

"......I see," Lu Qingqing sighed, okay, it's better to be a child.

She took over Xiaoyue's work and struggled to pull up the bellows, and after a while, the fire was really burning.