Chapter Forty-Eight: On Fire

Qiao Qixin came to the courtyard, and the five children had already picked and washed the wild vegetables according to her words.

She bent over and flipped it at will, then picked up a wild vegetable and looked it around.

"Well, yes, it's clean." Qiao Qixin praised, "Liang Heyu Liang Heqing, you take the lead, take your younger brothers and sisters to make wild vegetable soup." ”

Liang Heqing looked at Qiao Qixin in disbelief, as if to say: Are you serious?

Qiao Qixin nodded calmly, of course seriously.

Their peers outside have long been able to cook some home-cooked food, but they haven't cooked yet, so they can't study hard?

The corners of Liang Heqing's mouth twitched, but none of the other four objected, and she could only follow her to the kitchen.

"This, how is this going to make a fire?"

Several people stared at the stove in front of them, and suddenly became unfamiliar.

When Georgette took care of them before, several people only needed to eat and talk, where would they pay attention to these things.

Qiao Qixin, who was leaning against the door frame, spoke, "The flint and steel are at the bottom of the back basket next to it." ”

These few could stand in place for five minutes in a way that she Qiao Qixin didn't expect.

Liang Heyu flipped over a pair of black flints and steels according to Qiao Qixin's prompt, and then held them in his hands at a loss.

"This, how to use ......"

Qiao Qixin: ......

"Put two stones together and rub them together, and make a spark and set the dry straw on fire." Qiao Qixin sighed.

Liang Heyu stretched out his hand, and his face was still tilted to the side, for fear that Martian would collapse his face.

Click-click-

He carefully wiped it a few times, not even looking at the sparks.

Qiao Qixin was speechless.

Not only was Qiao Qixin speechless, but the other four were also very speechless, but none of them dared to say anything.

Because having said that, it is you who is the one who starts the fire now.

Qiao Qixin leaned against the door frame, asked Cangtian speechlessly, and then sighed, "Hey, Liang Heyu, it's up to you whether we can eat today!" ”

Before the words fell, Liang Heqing's stomach rumbled, and her face instantly turned red.

Liang Hejing on the side seemed to suddenly think of something, ran out of the kitchen in a smoke, and then ran back again.

"Big brother! Match! Liang Hejing excitedly handed a box of matches to Liang Heyu.

The matches were leftovers from the firecrackers they lit during the Chinese New Year.

Liang Heyu's eyes lit up, and he took the matchbox and wiped it violently-

A faint, bright yellow, dancing candle appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Liang Heyu used that flame to light the straw as if it were a treasure.

So, the stove finally had a fire.

Several people took Liang and Yu as the center of the circle and hugged each other happily.

Qiao Qixin knocked on the door frame and poured cold water mercilessly, "It's just a fire, it's embarrassing to celebrate like this?" ”

The five dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Alright, you guys take your time." Qiao Qixin waved his hand.

I've got to deal with your troublesome daddy.

After Qiao Qixin left, Liang Heyue quietly tugged at Liang Heqing's sleeve, "Sister, shouldn't we add water to the pot?" It looks like it's all black smoke coming out of it. ”

Liang Heqing came back from her resentment towards Qiao Qixin, she subconsciously looked at the stove, and then her eyes suddenly widened, and she let out a terrible scream.

"It's on fire!!"

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Qiao Qixin came to Liang Heyu's room, and then quickly turned around and closed the door, isolating the panic outside.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of tears, and they would flow down in the blink of an eye.

"It's the master!" Qiao Qixin threw herself beside Liang Anting's bed, crying and touching his face.

Yo, Lin Yaya is still capable, and she washed Liang Anting quite cleanly.

Liang Anting was like a ghost, not knowing what bad intentions she was having, so she hurriedly moved her body away.

But it didn't work.

Qiao Qixin threw herself on the bed again and touched Liang Anting's face again.

"What's wrong with your face? Who hit you?? ”

A big question mark appeared on Liang Anting's head.

Don't you know who hit it?

"Boss, why don't you speak? Is it thirsty? I'll go and pour you some water. Qiao Qixin wiped the tears from her face and staggered to her feet.

As she took her first step, she suddenly felt her sleeve be tugged on.

Looking back, Liang Anting, who was full of suspicion and entanglement, gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to say something.

Qiao Qixin showed an excited but restrained expression, and threw herself in front of Liang Anting's bed with a "poof".

She put her ear to Liang Anting's mouth defenselessly and hesitantly, and said obediently, "Master, if you have any needs, just say it." ”

Liang Anting's mouth moved, and he hesitated, "You...... Got the wrong medicine? ”

If it weren't for the task, Qiao Qixin really wanted to give Liang Anting a few big buckets.

Still don't appreciate how good it is for you? You have to force me to beat you, right?

Qiao Qixin suppressed the urge to beat Liang Anting, and showed a puzzled and obedient expression on her face, "What does this mean?" ”

Liang Anting was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

The questioning words that I had expected at the beginning were blocked in my chest at this time.

He looked at Qiao Qixin's well-behaved and harmless expression, and felt like he had returned to the time when he first married her.