After picking the vegetables, Zhang Weiguo carried them back to the front yard.

There is a large water tank in the yard right in front.

There was a large tank of water in it.

He took a clean enamel basin and began to pick and wash the vegetables.

In just over ten minutes, everything was done.

I looked up at the kitchen and saw smoke rising from there.

He thought to himself that his elder brother should have cooked the meal.

Picking up the washed vegetables and dried bacon, he walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he approached the kitchen door, he smelled the fragrance of rice.

“The rice will be ready soon!”

Ma Dahe heard the footsteps, looked up, saw Ma Xiaohe coming back from picking vegetables, and said something casually.

It was like he was telling him, but also like he was talking to himself.

"Well, no rush!"

His vegetables and bacon haven't been cut yet, so they can't be fried yet.

By the time Zhang Weiguo had cut everything, the rice in the big iron pot was completely cooked.

Ma Dahe opened the lid of the pot with a cloth, and the aroma of rice wafted out again, this time even stronger.

He brought out the steamer and set it aside to cool.

I cleaned the iron pan and waited for Xiaohe to start cooking.

…..

The two of them worked for more than twenty minutes, and the aroma kept coming out of the kitchen.

Zhang Weiguo stood in front of the stove, waving the spatula in his hand.

The sound of clanging and banging filled the entire kitchen.

"Keep the fire down!"

There is only one green vegetable left, and it will easily burn if the fire is too high.

Zhang Weiguo gave a warning.

"OK!"

Ma Dahe, who was squatting there burning firewood, nodded in response to show that he understood.