After working for half an hour, Su Xuanhe's originally dark complexion completely turned into a "black spotted flower-faced cat", and Su Xueyan also squatted numb in both legs because she had been squatting aside for too long, and went to kick the shuttlecock outside the door.

And Su Xuanhe looked at the flame that finally rose in the hearth, and slapped his face with joy.

"Sister, look! I'll make a stove! Su Xuanhe's face was filled with a very excited joy that was rare before even the success of the prank, "Sister, I'm not very powerful!" ”

"Well, you're so good, I didn't start the fire so fast!" Of course, it doesn't matter how quickly she actually starts the fire, the important thing is that the child needs some encouragement and some white lies.

Su Xuanhe listened to Su Qingluan's words, and became even more happy, and ran to the courtyard to tear up his voice and ask his sister to come and see the stove he made.

Su Xueyan didn't wait for a long time, and she was very happy to hear it, so she threw the shuttlecock in the yard and didn't care, and excitedly followed her brother hand in hand, squatting down and watching while talking.

Obviously, it is still the usual stove, except for some that are not too vigorous, there is no difference, but looking at the two small ones like a big and a small two small balls gathered in front of the stove to discuss, Su Qing inexplicably felt that the flame color in the hearth today was particularly good-looking, and the temperature emitted was also extraordinarily warm.

Watching his younger brother show off for a while, Su Qingluan observed the flames in the hearth, and reminded loudly: "I said Su Xiaoer, if you continue to show off with your sister like this, the fire in the furnace will be extinguished, and you will have to start all over again later." ”

Su Xuanhe hurriedly turned around when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw that the fire in the hearth was much smaller than at the beginning, and suddenly said anxiously: "I only added two firewoods, it must be too little!" As he spoke, he filled in two or three more firewoods that had been chopped.

Seeing that his firewood was about to block the firewood opening of the hearth, Su Qingluan couldn't bear to look directly and hurriedly said: "Eh, you pull out the thickest firewood, so that the wind outside can't get in at all, isn't it a blink of an eye to extinguish the flames?" ”

"Brother take out the firewood!" Su Xueyan was obviously in a hurry next to her, and hurriedly reached out to go to the firewood, but Su Xuanhe pushed her hand aside.

"Don't get your hands on this firewood, and there are wooden thorns, be careful to make you cry." Su Xuanhe looked at his sister, turned his head and pulled out the firewood and put it aside.

Although the top of this firewood is a little charred, it has basically not been burned anything, and it is still a complete firewood.

Su Qingluan was a little surprised when he heard his younger brother's admonition to his sister: "Yo, our Su Xiaoer still knows that firewood has wooden thorns?" ”

"Hmph, of course I know, I've been stabbed many times!" As he spoke, Su Xuanhe wanted to pull out another piece of firewood, but was stopped by Su Qingluan.

"Okay, okay, what are you going to burn when the firewood is all out? Your flame is weakened not only because there is not enough firewood, but also because it is too close to the outside, so that it is easy to be blown out by the wind, not to mention, and the firewood is not hot in the hearth. ”

When Su Xuanhe heard Sister Ah say this, he hurriedly used the relatively thick firewood that he had just pulled out as a burning stick, and pushed the few firewoods that were originally outside in the direction of the center of the hearth.

"Is that okay?" He turned his head to look at Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan nodded: "That's fine, just pull the bellows next to you when you need to blow the air later," Su Qingluan pointed to the bellows next to the stove, "If you don't see that the fire is too strong, or if you want the fire to be bigger, add firewood to blow the outside wind inside." ”

"Like this?" Su Xuanhe pulled it twice, and the bellows made a "whirring" sound, which made Su Xueyan next to him also eager to try: "Brother, I want to try it too!" ”

"Then you need to slow down, it will take a little strength, and put your hand in the groove of this handle."

Su Qingluan looked at Su Xuanhe: "Yo, I can't see it, our Su Xiaoer is quite skilled." ”

Su Xuanhe looked aside when he heard this, which made Su Qingluan interested: What, is there anything hidden in this?

But it seems that my sister should not know, because if Su Xuanhe really knows something, she must have shared it with Su Qingluan as soon as possible.

However, Su Qingluan estimated that there was a high probability that Su Xuanhe was curious or funny looking at the blast box next to the stove, and it should have been before, and it was even possible to play with the chopped firewood as something, and the consequence was estimated to be rewarded by the Yang family with a "bamboo shoot stew", otherwise this kid couldn't look so weak-hearted.

Su Qingluan saw that the fire was almost over, and talked to his younger brother about the trick of making a fire to keep a large fire or a small fire, and added: "The most important thing is that this fire is not static, you have to look down after a while, if the firewood is not enough, add a little, the fire is not strong enough, use a blower to fan the wind, of course, if you want a small fire, close the air outlet smaller - be careful not to let the fire go out directly." ”

Su Xuanhe nodded again and again, and Su Qingluan looked at the water tank at the back of the courtyard: "Go and bring the water over and boil." ”

Boiling water is relatively simple compared to making a fire, but it is also more boring, Su Xueyan watched her brother toss for a while and felt that it was not interesting, and went out to play and kick the shuttlecock.

Su Qingluan didn't dare to look at her eyes by mistake - it was said that Su Xuanhe would be punished a little bit, but in the end, it was more dangerous for a seven-year-old child to have an open flame in the stove, and Su Qingluan couldn't really let her younger brother be burned, otherwise she would be distressed.

During the time when Su Xuanhe washed his hands and waited for the water to boil, Su Qingluan first used a small piece of black flour to teach him how to knead the dough - of course, this piece of flour used in the experiment was very small, and the dough was only the size of Su Xueyan's small dough head.

After all, Su Qingluan knew very well that if you want to teach a child how to meat dough, then the dough itself, which is used as a "teaching aid", will not be able to use it nine times out of ten after it has fulfilled its role.

In this case, the "teaching aids" do not consume too much flour, and the grade of flour must not be the more expensive white flour.

Su Qingluan put that little bit of flour into a larger open bowl, pointed and said, "Use this connection first, you don't need to add any hot water, just ordinary cold water." "Anyway, the noodles used for this connection don't need to be relaxed or warm.

"Such a small amount of noodles is not enough for me to hold in one hand......" muttered a little dissatisfied, Su Xuanhe gave his sister a look full of contempt.

The subtext of the little eyes was very obvious: "I don't even have a problem making a fire, what is a mere meat dough?" ”

Su Qingluan obviously understood that this kid had succeeded in one thing just now, and his tail was up to the sky, so he silently swallowed back the "key know-how" that he was going to say: "Since you are so confident, it should be okay without me teaching you, right?" ”

"Of course, isn't it just water and flour and stir and mix?"

"Well, that's true." Su Qingluan smiled and nodded.

Su Xuanhe snorted very stinkingly, not realizing how sinister his sister's smile was.