Invincible small peasant girl

Chapter 31 Specializing in the Treatment of Various Intractable Diseases
Feng Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said, "Any comments?"

Luo Dong gave her a sip, and said, "I'm sick."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, it's easy to say if she is sick, she specializes in treating all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

The door had been opened by her, Luo Dong looked along the morning light, and saw the woman at the door with brilliance in her eyes, and the raging smile on the corner of her mouth that made people unable to move their eyes away, such a confident and fearless posture made people He was slightly taken aback.

This is not the Feng Xiaoxiao who he is familiar with, who puts him first in everything.

However, she is obviously Feng Xiaoxiao, who he looks at every day and gets scorched, Feng Xiaoxiao looks like, after more than two years together, how can he not be familiar with her?

Although I don't know what's wrong with her today, she has cramped indiscriminately and changed her mind, but a fool is a fool, what else can I do with him?
Thinking of this, Luo Dong continued to sleep on his side.

"Luodong, if you don't get up and start a fire today, don't eat today's breakfast." Feng Xiaoxiao's solemn voice came from outside the door.

Luo Dong suddenly felt a little guilty. Seeing her say this, he suddenly felt that if he didn't light a fire today, he probably wouldn't have anything to eat.

Although he thought so from the bottom of his heart, but who is Luo Dong? He couldn't even say that he couldn't light a fire, so how could he do the face-slapping thing again.

Feng Xiaoxiao came to the kitchen, tidied up briefly, then washed the pot, then measured a bowl and a half of rice from the rice bag, put it in the pot and washed it.

Four people in the family eat, Feng Chenghu and Feng Gang are both physical laborers, and they consume a lot of energy in a day, so of course they eat more, plus Luodong who is growing up, this bowl and a half of rice must be not enough.

But pure rice is a precious thing, and it is usually steamed together with corn grains.

So, Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at it, picked a few huge sweet potatoes from the pile of sweet potatoes on the ground, peeled them, washed them, cut them into small pieces and put them in the pot to cook with the rice.

She looked in the direction of the room, but she didn't hear the slightest sound. She knew that Luodong had ignored her words, and it seemed that she had to do the fire by herself.

In her previous life, she was used to using electricity and gas, but she really didn't know how to start a fire suddenly.

However, with her experience and knowledge, the books she read were not for nothing.

She brought in a pile of firewood from the woodpile outside the yard, first set fire to the dry grass, and then added a small amount of firewood on top of the dry grass, and added dry grass while adding wood, so that the flammable dry grass would be ignited. When the time comes, the firewood can also be burned.

She took the tongs from the stove and planed it under the firewood on both sides, so that the holes dug out under the firewood can increase the contact area between the fire and the air. When the combustor has enough oxygen, the fire will naturally be difficult to extinguish. .

She looked at the burning fire and couldn't help smiling. Who said that in the era of cold weapons, one can't live a happy life?

The smell of rice and sweet potatoes from the pot came in bursts, and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help taking a deep breath. She had been in the city for a long time before, and she almost forgot the taste of these raw food.

She originally planned to wait for Luo Dong to get up and start a fire, then she would go to the vegetable garden, get some food and come back to cook.

Since Luo Dong refused to come to help, she had no choice but to prepare the meal first before getting the vegetables.

After the firewood is burned, it will take a long time to dissipate the last heat, so that the rice cooked in the pot will not be cold.

Feng Xiaoxiao heard the slight sneering sound in the pot, and reckoned that the rice should be almost ready.

So, imitating Feng Chenghu's usual behavior, she took out the unburned firewood and put it aside. These firewood can still be used for the next fire.

(End of this chapter)