Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

Today's dishes are very rich. In addition to the diced rabbit stewed with bamboo shoots that Ye Yaoyao already knows, there are also steamed eggplant, stir-fried cabbage with meat, cold vegetarian shreds, steamed pumpkin, stir-fried beans, stir-fried sweet potato tips, lettuce with diced bacon, stewed chicken with mushrooms, egg and vegetable soup... and so on.

Although most of the dishes are vegetarian and quite a few are dried vegetables that have been dried before, there are a total of 18 dishes and one soup, which is a rare sumptuous meal.

"Everyone is happy today! Eat and drink well!"

The village chief held up a bowl of vegetable leaf soup, his face rosy and he raised it above his head with a bright look.

"We've been through a lot together this year, but fortunately, everything is over and better days are ahead! Let's have a drink together!"

“Drink one!”

“Next year will be even better!”

Led by the village chief, the villagers became excited and raised their soup bowls high.

Ye Yaoyao held the bowl, hesitated, and raised it a little.

She didn't dare lift it any higher, for she was afraid that it would accidentally tip over and get soaked.

It’s not because her arms are short and she can’t lift them high!

"Dry!"

As I drank a mouthful of the hot soup, the warm soup made my heart warm.

"It's time to eat~"

“Let’s start~”

As someone shouted, everyone started to pick up their chopsticks. There were glasses and food being served at the tables. It was very lively.

The short autumn passed in such a lively and bustling manner, and winter came in the blink of an eye.

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Ye Yaoyao was sitting on the bed wrapped tightly in a quilt, looking through the window at the silvery-white scene outside.

The pure white snow flakes fell all night long, forming a layer of silver gauze outside the yard.

Beautiful, but also cold.

Meng Huaishao, who was also wrapped thickly, came in carrying a stove.

Inside the stove, there was homemade charcoal fire burning.

I bought this on the street not long ago.

The temperature suddenly dropped last night, so Ye Yaoyao took Meng Huaishao back to the farm to rest.

After having breakfast in the morning, he came out fully armed.

But I didn’t expect that coming from a farm where it’s spring all year round to this bitter cold winter, the feeling would be so sour and refreshing!

Meng Huaishao immediately put the quilt on Ye Yaoyao, then ran to the kitchen to move the stove in the wind and snow.

"Yaoyao, come here and roast!"

Meng Huaishao took off the lid of the stove and saw that the charcoal fire inside was already burning vigorously.

Ye Yaoyao dragged the quilt to the bedside, stretched out her little hand with difficulty, and reached over the stove.

Feeling the warmth coming from below, Ye Yaoyao smiled comfortably.

"It's so warm~"

Ye Yaoyao rubbed her hands happily, then sat outside for a while, and the quilt around her shoulders loosened a little.

"You grill it first, I'll go close the door."

Meng Huaishao felt a chill coming from behind him and stood up to leave.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yaoyao looked up and saw that Meng Huaishao had already locked the door of the main room in the wind and snow.

The next step is obviously to close the door!

Ye Yaoyao: “!!!”

She jumped up in shock and shouted, "Brother, you can't turn it off!"

"what happened?"

Meng Huaishao's hand, which had half-closed the door, paused where it was.

Ye Yaoyao lifted the quilt and jumped to the ground.

She ran over quickly and pushed the door open again.

"Roasting by the fire is poisonous! It needs to be ventilated!"

"poisonous?"

These two words were like a ferocious beast, which frightened Meng Huaishao so much.

"Yes! Charcoal fire cannot be burned in a closed environment. It will release poisonous gas. If people stay in it for a long time, they will be poisoned!"

Ye Yaoyao didn't know how to explain the principle of carbon monoxide to him, so she just chose a simple and easy-to-understand explanation.

But just this explanation scared Meng Huaishao enough.

He let go of the door and was about to move the stove.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Ye Yaoyao followed Meng Huaishao, looking at his movements in confusion.

Seeing her getting closer, Meng Huaishao quickly took several steps back, holding the stove.

He didn't care about the heat coming out of the stove and just looked at Ye Yaoyao with concern.

"Yaoyao, you wrap yourself in the blanket first. I'll take this out. If it gets cold, we'll go back to the farm and not sit by the fire anymore!"

Ye Yaoyao: “…”

You don't have to.

"Brother, we can warm ourselves by the fire!"

Ye Yaoyao stepped forward, pulled the stove and pressed it down, and carefully explained to Meng Huaishao the precautions of making a fire.

She almost drooled, and she emphasized one thing: open the window for ventilation, and you won't get poisoned! This fire can be used to roast!

"Can it really be roasted?" Meng Huaishao was still hesitant.

"Yes!" Ye Yaoyao said firmly while paddling the stove.

"Is it true that you won't be poisoned?"

"will not!"

The two people, whose cheeks were flushed by the fire, finally smiled at each other after a tug of war.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Meng Huaishao put down the stove, then moved a bench and used it to prop up the door to prevent it from closing accidentally.

As for outside, the door to the main room cannot be opened, otherwise, the stove might as well not be burning!

But fortunately, there is a window next to it.

Following Ye Yaoyao's advice, Meng Huaishao opened a hole in it so that it could breathe freely but not be too cold.

The two of them were wrapped in quilts, warming themselves by the fire and watching the snow.

As she looked at it, Ye Yaoyao felt that something was missing.

After thinking and looking again and again, Ye Yaoyao's eyes lit up.

Two carefully selected sweet potatoes appeared in her hands.

The sweet potatoes produced in the farm space are all large in size. These are the slender and evenly-proportioned sweet potatoes that she picked out with great difficulty.

Perfect for grilling!

When Meng Huaishao saw Ye Yaoyao holding the sweet potato and preparing to throw it into the stove, he immediately understood what she was thinking.

He took a wooden stick for digging charcoal and dug a hole for Ye Yaoyao.

"Yaoyao, put the sweet potatoes in!"

The flickering light of the fire made his smile look particularly warm.

"Okay~"

Ye Yaoyao smiled sweetly, lay on the edge of the bed, threw the sweet potato in, then watched Meng Huaishao dig out charcoal and wood ash to hide the sweet potato.

Ye Yaoyao lay prone, staring at the stove, wanting to eat the sweet potatoes first, but Meng Huaishao held her forehead and helped her sit up.

"Sit a little further away and be careful with the smoke in your eyes!"

"Oh~"

Ye Yaoyao nodded, then sat upright and waited.

Sitting upright, sitting upright, his face slowly moved closer and closer...

Meng Huaishao had no choice but to lift the person up again and again.

While Ye Yaoyao and her friends were roasting sweet potatoes over a fire, other families in the village were doing almost the same thing.

The whole family gathered around the ham, some were making clothes, some were drinking tea, and some were picking vegetables. It was quite harmonious.

The stove was not wasted, either warming water or roasting sweet potatoes...

Because every household received money, the winter that was originally thought to be difficult turned out to be unusually easy.

Moreover, there is plenty of food stored.

Before, Ye Yaoyao felt that it was a waste for sweet potatoes to rot in the mountains, so she and Meng Huaishao found a way to lead the village to search all the sweet potatoes in the surrounding mountains.

Therefore, in addition to full wallets, everyone's cellar is also quite full.