"Yiyi, I got some sweet potatoes. Shall we roast them and eat them later?"
Yun Yiyi raised her head happily, "Third brother, you really know how to eat. It's snowing, and eating a hot roasted sweet potato is such a comfortable life."
Brother Yun San brought over more than ten sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes were not too big and were the size that was easier to cook when roasted.
"Third brother, wait a moment. Once the rice is heated up, I'll bury the sweet potatoes in the stove hole."
"Okay, then I'll light the fire with you."
"Second brother, Brother Zirui, come over and warm yourself by the fire. It's really getting colder."
After a while, all the children sat down around the stove.
Zhang placed the noodles and meat sauce on the grate. It was almost hot now, and she was just waiting for Butcher Yun and Brother Yun to come back for dinner.
Ten minutes later, Butcher Yun returned carrying two buckets of water, and Brother Yun followed him into the house.
"Dad, big brother, why did it take you so long to come back this time?"
Brother Yun patted his clothes and hair, but it didn't help much. The falling snow melted quickly, so Brother Yun's clothes and hair got quite wet.
"Brother, come over here with your bowl and eat. You can eat while warming yourself by the fire."
"Yes, big brother, go sit next to the stove. Mom will serve you the noodles."
"Thank you, mother."
Yun Yiyi and Third Brother Yun sat aside to make room for Big Brother Yun.
As Brother Yun warmed himself by the fire, he sighed, "Even though the snow isn't heavy, it's terribly cold outside. While Dad was fetching water, I felt like I was almost frozen into a block of ice."
Third Brother Yun touched Big Brother Yun's cotton-padded jacket, which was already very damp. "Big Brother, you need to change your clothes soon."
"Let's change it after dinner. It will be dry after being baked overnight."
Zhang asked Yun Yiyi to stop lighting the fire and took out the hot rice from the pot. After serving a bowl to Yun Da Ge, she and Yun the Butcher also started to eat.
Brother Yun San dug out the ashes in the stove hole, threw all the sweet potatoes in, and finally covered it with the remaining ashes.
"Okay, wait for the roasted sweet potatoes later."
"Dad, if we sleep in the car tonight, do we still need to light a fire in the house?"
"I think it's necessary. Otherwise it will be too cold."
"Well, let's light a fire. We have plenty of firewood at home."
"Speaking of firewood, our family probably has the most in our village."
"Even if we sleep in the car, I think it's necessary to light a fire."
Butcher Yun hadn't said anything yet when the children started talking. He glanced at the children who were happily talking and continued eating.
"Dad, I want to put the fire in the middle of the room. What do you think?" Yun Yiyi said loudly.
"Sure, Yiyi."
"Dad, I'm going to start digging. I want to dig a hole and light a fire inside. It will be safer this way."
"Yiyi, your idea is good. It can be implemented."
"Come on, Dad, I'll get the hoe now.
Yun Yiyi stood up, walked a few steps to the side of the carriage, and pulled out a hoe.
“Yiyi, you just watch the size and I’ll dig the hole.
"Third brother, here."
Brother Yun San took the hoe and started digging the hole, while Yun Yiyi kept measuring the size on the wall beside him.
Finally, Brother Yun San dug a round hole, the size of which was modeled after the large iron pot at home.
The pit is about 30 centimeters deep. Everyone helps dig out all the dirt from the pit and put it aside.
At this time, Yun the Butcher and Zhang had also finished their meal.
Zhang handed a corner of the oilcloth to Yun the butcher, who pulled the oilcloth and gestured towards the window.
Fortunately, the window was not very big, so I could just nail a whole piece of oilcloth to the wall.
"Dad, I didn't expect the room to be so much warmer after closing this window."
"Haha, of course. The cold wind keeps blowing into the house, and the little heat you've saved from the fire is completely useless."
"Yiyi, the sweet potatoes are cooked. Come over and eat them."
"Here I come, Third Brother."
Brother Yun San dug out all the roasted sweet potatoes.
Everyone had a roasted sweet potato and started to enjoy it.
Yun Yiyi took a bite of the fragrant and sweet roasted sweet potato and felt that all the fatigue of the day disappeared.
"Boss, I didn't expect the wild sweet potatoes the kids dug up in the mountains were so delicious."
"Wife, we've been eating sweet potatoes every day lately. Aren't you tired of them?"
Zhang deliberately rolled her eyes at Yun the butcher and said, "Master, just eat your fill. If you were to go out and take a look, you'd see how many refugees there are who eat sweet potatoes like we do every day."
"We are also benefiting from the children. Besides, sweet potatoes are much more delicious than wild vegetables."
Butcher Yun raised his hands and said, "Wife, you are right. I am not satisfied."
"That's more like it." Zhang muttered softly.
Yun the Butcher looked helpless.
Yun Yiyi and several other children gathered together to eat sweet potatoes, chatting as they ate, making people feel like they were eating delicacies from land and sea.
"Yiyi, you have turned into a tabby cat." Brother Yun San pointed at Yun Yiyi's face and hands and said with a smile.
"Third brother, we are almost the same. Stop making fun of me."
When Brother Yun San heard this, he stopped laughing. It turned out that he was also a calico cat.
"Have you finished eating? If you have, come over and wash your hands and face." Zhang called out loudly.
Several children rushed over to wash their hands and faces.
Butcher Yun took the large iron pot down and put it aside. He moved all the stove stones to the circular pit that Yun Yiyi and the others had just dug and built a simple stove.
By the time he put the big iron pot back in place, a stove hole that could be used for cooking and making fire was completed.
"Wife, why don't we light the fire now?"
"Light it up, we have no shortage of firewood at home."
Butcher Yun brought some hay and firewood and quickly lit a fire.
Since the big iron pot was already there, it couldn't be wasted. Zhang filled it with water.
When she put the lid on the pot, "Okay, wait until the water is hot, everyone line up to wash your feet."
"Okay, Mom, I love soaking my feet the most."
Zhang laughed heartily. "I like it, too. But, Boss, the boss, you two should change your cotton-padded jackets first. I'll help you dry them later."
Butcher Yun and Brother Yun obediently changed their wet cotton jackets.
After Zhang took it, she placed it on a basket.
"Boss, wife, come over here and help me with the firewood. I'm thinking of sealing half of the door first. I'll hang a curtain on the remaining half."
"Here I come, Boss."
"Dad, how are you going to seal the door? Are you going to put the firewood vertically?"
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