Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 96 Doubt

Yun Yiyi raised her eyebrows, this Yan Qinghe is the youngest son of the Yan family, the family atmosphere of the Yan family is good, it doesn't look like he was treated harshly, how could he show such a pitiful expression.

Just a box of matches can move him like this?

Little did he know that Yan Qinghe, who had acted before, struck another match like a curious baby. It seemed that he really liked this thing.

In fact, men are born to like these inventions that have nothing to do with technology.

But even if Yan Qinghe is a little moved, it's normal. After all, this is an era that only solves warmth, who would bother to give gifts.

"This thing is very expensive..." Yan Qinghe had already discovered the essence of this thing. There was a red substance on the stick, and a black substance on the wooden box. When the two came into contact with each other, sparks sparked again.Although he found it strange, he had also read a lot of books, and vaguely understood that it must be the cause of these two things.

Yun Yiyi said: "It's not expensive, you can play whatever you want. I asked Lao Liu to cut this wooden stick for me, because it has been used for a long time, and he would help me cut a bunch of it every time. I took the stick after a while. Just go to settle the money."

Yan Qinghe said softly: "That's good." His eyes were unpredictable, and from her words, he also deduced that Lao Liu provided Yun Yiyi with a small wooden stick, and who got the substance on the wooden stick What about?

Although he had many doubts in his heart, he wisely didn't ask a word.What can I ask?Just ask her where did it come from?Did she do it?Or was it done by someone she knew?You can tell with your toes that Yun Yiyi won't answer.Then he simply didn't say anything.

In fact, Yan Qinghe really wanted to ask, and Yun Yiyi said it directly.It's just that whether the principle can be understood can only be seen by him.

Next, Yan Qinghe didn't use the match, but just held it in his hand and whirled it lightly, occasionally looking at the matchstick inside.

Seeing that he was bored, Yun Yiyi opened the refrigerator, rummaged inside for a while, took out a corn, put the whole corn on the chopsticks, and handed it to Yan Qinghe, "You should roast this corn."

Yan Qinghe opened his mouth, "What is that?"

He also wondered why Yun Yiyi put a wardrobe in the kitchen, but when he opened it, he saw that it was full of all kinds of food and ice cubes.

It's snowing outside in this weather, but not enough to freeze.After all, the temperature here is not the lowest. If it is cold, the weather near the north is even colder.

Yun Yiyi explained lightly: "The temperature is low and it is easy to preserve food."

In this era, rich people also have their own ice cellars and know how to put food in them, while ordinary people use pickling to preserve food.Yan Qinghe naturally understands this principle, but of course this method of preservation is no match for an ice cellar.

After all, a place like an ice cellar has a large area and lower temperature, and even people cannot stay there for a long time. Although this wooden box uses a similar principle, it is much smaller and may not be able to preserve food for a long time.

Yun Yiyi saw what he was thinking, "It's okay, I didn't intend to rely on this to preserve food, as long as it can guarantee that the food will not spoil the next day." She usually eats the food on the same day, but sometimes It should be put on the next day, such as chicken soup boiled today.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Yan Qinghe's mouth: "I see."

I don't know if it's Yun Yiyi's illusion, but his scars have faded a little these days, not as hideous as before.

Yun Yiyi smiled, "They're all random gadgets, do you have anything you want to eat tonight?"

This is the second time Yun Yiyi asked him about his taste. He had seen the food in the refrigerator just now. They were basically vegetarian dishes, but they were well preserved and looked very fresh. There were some bacon hanging on them, which he had just eaten. Not long after the meal, I looked at the corn in my hand in surprise, "Isn't this my dinner?"

The fire was so high that the corn kernels on the outside were charred and blackened, so he turned it over and continued to roast.

Yan Qinghe also ate this kind of corn when he was a child. He threw the corn into the stove, and when the aroma came out of the roast, he just picked it up and ate it, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

He didn't do this kind of thing after that, it was all a childhood memory.After all, corn tastes best when boiled. He thought Yun Yiyi was too lazy to cook at night, so he threw the corn to him and asked him to roast it himself.

The corner of Yun Yiyi's mouth twitched: "I'll let you bake it as a snack."

Yan Qinghe groaned, looked down at the corn, his eyes were silent, he didn't respond to Yun Yiyi's way of coaxing the child.

Yun Yiyi cut a piece of bacon and was washing the bacon, Yan Qinghe was roasting corn in the firelight, everything seemed so harmonious.

When the roasted corn was fragrant, Yan Dashuang seemed to have superpowers and jumped behind Yan Qinghe, "Daddy, I want to eat."

Yun Yiyi curled her lips.

The freshly roasted corn was burnt and exuded a clear fragrance. Yan Qinghe blew on the corn, and when it was not so hot, he gave the whole corn to Yan Dashuang.

Yan Dashuang peeked at Yun Yiyi with his eyes, and seeing that she had no objection, he cheered, picked up the corn and ran away.

"Why did you give it all to him?" Yun Yiyi was actually a little dissatisfied in her heart. Although she only regarded Yan Qinghe as an honest boy, he was also Da Shuang's father after all, and she could not interfere with their relationship.

Yan Qinghe's hand brushed over the stove, feeling a layer of heat, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but with a trace of confusion: "If he wants to eat, I will give him all."

Yun Yiyi is speechless, this is doting in modern times.

There was no more water in the tank, so she pressed the bamboo down, and water flowed out continuously.

Yan Qinghe, who personally witnessed this scene, could no longer describe it in terms of shock. He only saw Yun Yiyi touch the bamboo, and there was water in it.

"This is...", Yan Qinghe asked involuntarily, realizing what he had done, swallowed the words again.

Although Yun Yiyi didn't hide anything from herself and showed him all the food, it didn't mean that she would tell him these things.After all, food and water are the wealth of a family, which can be said to be more important than money.

"This is the faucet I brought in by myself." Yun Yiyi smiled and explained that she was not offended by this attitude, and she was very patient. For a moment, Yan Qinghe looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger .

She smiled like a flower: "My elder brother helped me cut this bamboo. I put one of the bamboos at the water source, and then one bamboo is connected to another bamboo, and the water can be connected here."

Bamboo is hollow, Yan Qinghe thought about it for a while and it did make sense, but if someone told him this, he would just think it was a theory and it would never be realized, but he did see the water flowing out.

This has worked.

"You came up with this?" Yan Qinghe's hair was already dry, and the washed hair exuded a fragrance. Some of the long hair was dangling on his chest, and his fingers felt smooth.

"Well, I can't carry water alone at home, so I came up with this method." Yun Yiyi said indifferently, but she was cutting bacon deftly in her hand. She planned to make fried bacon at night, and while it was cut now, Just fry it at night.

However, Yan Qinghe's heart was full of turbulent waves.

If this method is spread, how much manpower can be saved, she thought of it as soon as she thought about it, isn't her brain different from everyone else's?Judging by her appearance, this is still a very common thing, and it is not a secret at all. When he asked, she easily told him.

In her previous life, Yun Yiyi once complained about this topic. She disliked carrying too much water, so she was unwilling to give Yan Qinghe water to drink. The most serious time was that he hadn't eaten for five days and almost starved to death in the woodshed.

Yan Qinghe looked at the person in front of him and became dazed again. For a while, it was Yun Yiyi's vicious and angry face, and for a while, it was her gentle and smiling face. Gradually, the two faces merged together to form the person in front.

Why was he born again?
Is this person in front of me really Yun Yiyi?Yan Qinghe suddenly had this doubt.

Absurd things like rebirth happened to him, and he had reason to doubt the real identity of this Yun Yiyi.

But this kind of suspicion didn't last long, after Yun Yiyi washed and dried his hands, he touched his hair, he was warmed by the fire for so long, and Yun Yiyi's hands were slightly cold, so naturally The cold air was passed to him, but he didn't dislike it at all, and he still felt a little comfortable.Yan Qinghe was taken aback by the thought in his heart, and heard Yun Yiyi say: "Let me help you into the house."

In fact, Yan Qinghe didn't want to go back to bed, so it's good to just sit here, and it's good to even listen to her talk.He likes the fire burning in front of him, which can bring him long-lost warmth.

But soon Yan Qinghe began to despise himself.

Seeing that Yan Qinghe didn't speak for a while, Yun Yiyi looked down from this angle, "I'll be cooking later, there will be a lot of smoke here, so I'll take you there first."

Yan Qinghe was holding the box of matches, and Yun Yiyi was holding his arm, bearing half of his strength. This process was not easy, she basically dragged and half-hugged him, while Yan Qinghe held the other hand next to him. wall.

After finally getting Yan Qinghe into the house, Yun Yiyi began to think about putting the wheelchair on the agenda, otherwise she would lose a few pounds if she came here several times a day.

As soon as he came in, even the room was much darker, Yan Qinghe looked lonely.

Yun Yiyi quickly moved the stove over and lit a few more candles, "If you're bored, I'll call two cubs to talk with you."

Just as Yan Qinghe wanted to say that he was not bored, the two cubs had already come over with a tacit understanding. Yan Dashuang had just shared the corn with Xiaoshuang, and took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket and handed them to him: "Daddy, I'll give you peanuts." .”

Yan Qinghe took the peanut without showing any expression.

Yun Yiyi smiled and said, "Da Shuang is willing to share food with you, so he must like you very much."

Like it?Yan Qinghe tightly held the peanut in his hand.He actually didn't know what liking was, but he liked being chubby like this.

"However, do you know that these peanuts are all mine, and who taught you to use my things to be courteous?" Yun Yiyi pinched Yan Dashuang's face and scolded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)