"How many things are you carrying in such a big cloth bag?"

"I'm not afraid that you won't have enough to eat, it's actually nothing, just some corn on the cob and a few sweet potatoes."

As he spoke, he walked towards a wasteland where they used to frequent, where there were weeds and dead branches, and it was the best place to set wildfires.

As before, she went to pick up the dead branches, and he went to look for some harder branches, and when he found them, he stuck the cob in the hard branches, and when everything was ready. It is to make a fire, first use a match to light the dead grass, then put the dead branches on the burning dry grass little by little, wait for the fire to grow slowly, and finally put the corn cob on the fire and roast.

Roasting corn is a long process, especially old corn.

"Let me ask you a question."

"You say."

"Do you always have a surplus of old corn on the cob at home? I used to keep old corn on the cob at home, and sometimes I wanted to eat roasted corn and ask my mom to roast it on the stove for me, but she always wouldn't roast it for me, and she said that the old corn cob was for the next year. ”

"There is not much surplus, that is, a few more."

In fact, she didn't know that every year he would be scolded by his mother, just because of the corn. Every year, he would roast and eat the corn that his family had kept for planting, so that his mother would have to borrow corn seeds from other families every year. Among them, he didn't know the sadness of those borrowed corn seeds, he only knew that she liked to eat.

"How to bake that sweet potato, I haven't baked it before."

"Roast over the embers."

"You always know everything."

"But I don't know your heart."

Suddenly, her face flushed slightly.

"My heart is all on corn, and now my heart is especially on it, when can I eat it!"

She never knew how much corn should be roasted to eat, or whether the new corn would be roasted for the same time as the old corn. Because there is always him who will help her solve such problems, she only needs to be responsible for eating.

He looked at the level of the roast, and it was about the same. So he removed the branch with the cob from the fire, and after it had cooled for a while, he tasted it with his mouth. He tasted each one to make sure it was actually baked, and then picked out the best he had chosen. Poke off the small portion of corn kernels he had tasted with his mouth and around him, and handed it to her.

"This one is baked."

"Only this one is baked, what about the rest?"

"The rest is baked, you can eat it first! Look at you're hungry. ”

With that, she began to eat, while he prepared their second delicacy.

"Why don't you eat it!"

"I'll eat later, I'm not too hungry yet, you can eat first!"

So saying, he put the sweet potato in the fire, and then covered it with a "quilt", and covered it tightly. Just wait for time to witness the birth of this delicacy.

When everything was ready, he also took the freshly roasted corn cob and nibbled on it. In front of her, he never shied away.

The roasted corn on the cob is almost eaten, and it's time to clean up, and now it's time to clean up the most. They looked at each other's cat-like faces and immediately smiled from ear to ear.

"You're almost done."

"Then you are the female bagman."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but put his hand on her face, ready to wipe off the carbon foam left by nibbling corn from her mouth. She didn't refuse, and just like that, his hand wiped her face for a long time.

"It's been wiping it for so long, have you wiped it clean?"

He didn't know how to answer, he just had some carbon foam on the side of his mouth, but now his face was all over his face. It can't be thought of if she can't think of a female baogong.

"Okay."

"What do you mean by okay, come and stick your face over."

"What are you doing in there?"

"I'll wipe it for you, and you'll know what it means."

Before he could reach for his face, her hand touched his face and wiped it for a long time. The further back she went, the more she couldn't hold back her laughter, and finally burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

In fact, he already knew what she was laughing at.

"You know what I'm laughing at, so don't hold back."

That's it, the two of you, you look at me, I look at you and laugh for a long time.

"It's broken." He suddenly shouted

"What's wrong?"

"It's time for the sweet potatoes to be roasted."

So saying, he picked up a dead branch from his side and pulled the sweet potato out of the fire. Sure enough, as he expected, it was already baked black.

"Can this still be eaten?"

"Yes, although the portion is a little less, but you can eat alone, it should be enough."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm almost done eating corn on the cob, and I know you're not full yet."

As he spoke, he wrapped the leaves around the black bumps. Slowly removed the shell of the black pimple, revealing the slightly yellowed sweet potato flesh inside, and carefully placed it in her hand.

"You eat slowly, be careful of scalding, these are all yours."

Looking at her, eating bite by bite with relish, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

Seeing that he had almost eaten enough, he picked up another dead branch, spread out the fire that had long been without open flames, and let the wind slowly cool it.