"Why are you taking it out?" Yuluo asked puzzled.

"If you stuff it all in at once, the fire will definitely not ignite, and you see, there is a lot of wet wood, no matter how you light it, it will not ignite." Nanmo began to explain to Yuluo what could and couldn't be lit in this pile of firewood, and Yuluo forgot the anger just now, and from time to time he had to pick up some firewood from the side to ask Nanmo. Immediately afterwards, Nanmo first put a lot of scattered small sticks into the stove hole, and then grabbed a handful of hay and lit it with flint, at first it was just smoking, Nanmo picked it up and blew it carefully with his mouth, and slowly saw the flames, and then stuffed it into the stove hole and blew it with his mouth.

"Fan!" Nanmo didn't raise his hand, and reached out directly.

"Oh, oh, here." Yuluo hurriedly picked up the fan that was thrown aside and handed it to Nanmo's hand.

Nanmo took the fan, no longer blowing with his mouth, slowly fanning with the fan, and after a while, he saw the small smoke running out of the hole, because of the fan, the smoke ran out of the chimney, and the house was not very choking, and then Nanmo put in a few large pieces of firewood.

"Okay, what are you going to do, I'm here to help you see the fire." Nanmo fanned for a while and looked up at the rain, and the oil in the pot was already so hot that it jumped.

Yuluo first knocked a few eggs, spread them into an egg cake and chopped them, after the egg cake was ready, scooped it up and put it aside for later use, and then put the beans soaked last night into it and burst it, and then poured the leftovers from last night into it and stir-fried it, put salt and soy sauce and then stir-fry.

"The fire can't be smaller!" Yuluo said.

It's really difficult to control the heat without this way, and the rice has to be mushy under such a fire, and Nanmo added some firewood and wet firewood, and the fire became smaller. The rain falls to crush the hard rice, so that every grain of rice is wrapped in soy sauce, wait for the coloring is almost done, then put the eggs in and stir-fry a few times, and finally put in the chopped green onions, and the fragrant soy sauce fried rice is out of the pot!

Yuluo looked at the fried rice in the basin, looked satisfied, and swallowed his saliva.

"What's going on, can you eat it?" Nanmo looked at the black rice in the basin with a disgusted expression, feeling a little unappetizing.

"Soy sauce fried rice, it's delicious, if you have oyster sauce, it's even better! Don't look at him if he doesn't look good-looking, but when he eats it, it will definitely make you want to stop! Yuluo looked at Nanmo's disgusted eyes, and pouted unconvinced.

Yuluo admired his results for a while, and then put it in a stone trough next to the stove, this stone trough can be used to heat and keep warm, and the mother-in-law will have to wait for a while when they come back, this fried rice will not taste good when it is cold.

Next, Yuluo fried a pot of green vegetables, made a bowl of hot and sour soup and put it in the stone trough, and waited for his mother-in-law to come back.

Nanmo didn't know if it had been up for a long time or if the fire had been smoked just now, his face was a little pale, and Yuluo hurriedly asked him to go back to the house to lie down, and then call him when his mother-in-law came back to eat.

Nanmo answered, and went back to the house to rest.

As the sun went up, my mother-in-law and grandfather came back, and the rain was touching the rhubarb in the shade of the yard, and the rhubarb was lying on the ground on all fours, so comfortable that his tongue fell out.

"Mother-in-law, grandpa is back!" As soon as the rain fell, he immediately shouted.

"We're back, are Luoluo hungry?" The mother-in-law said with a grin.

"yes, I'm starving." Yuluo also cooperated with her mother-in-law to make a funny statement.

"Hahaha, we're hungry, and the old woman isn't going to cook yet." Grandpa also got involved, and the family laughed happily.