Chapter 160: It's all that damn girl's fault [Update 1]
Chen Hao returned home.
He stood in his yard, looking carefully at the mess around him in the moonlight.
The chicken coop was scattered, a big hole was smashed in the low wall of the pig coop, two courtyard doors were thrown on the ground, the windows were broken, and the ground was full of dried chilies and radishes...
Throw it everywhere!
After looking for a long time, Chen Hao let out a deep breath.
At this moment, Chen Jie, who was half asleep, came out of the room wrapped in a quilt, frowned, yawned, and said, "Brother, you're back. What did that girl say?"
"Will she go with you to pick up Mom tomorrow?"
Chen Hao collected his thoughts, shook his head silently at his brother, and then walked into the house.
The layout of rural houses is the same. When you walk from the yard to the house, the first room is the kitchen, and on the left and right are the east and west rooms. Every household’s kitchen has a front and back door.
In the summer, they are all opened and the breeze blows through, making it particularly cool.
However, at the end of this cold winter, when Chen Hao walked in, a gust of cold air blew towards him.
He frowned, lowered his eyes to glance at the stove in the corner, and asked coldly, "Didn't you light the fire?"
Chen Jie: “No.”
"You don't know how to light a fire and cook at home? It's so cold in the house. You want to freeze both of us to death in the middle of the night, right?"
Chen Jie shrugged and said nonchalantly, "How can I light a fire? Besides, this kind of dirty work is for that damn girl. How can a big boss like me squat in front of the stove and light a fire?"
"If you feel cold, just heat it yourself. Otherwise, there are quilts in the cupboard. If you cover yourself with a few more like me, you won't be cold!"
After he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled up the quilt on his body, wrapping himself tightly.
Then he put on his cotton slippers and slowly walked into his room.
Chen Hao: “…”
He stood there alone, unable to vent his anger!
There is no other way but to do it myself...
He turned around, pushed open the back door, went to the backyard, ran back and forth several times, brought in a lot of straw, squatted in front of the stove and started to make a fire.
When Chen Hao was a child, he worked on a farm with his parents and did a lot of dirty and tiring work.
However, after having little Chen Xiang, he has never done these jobs again.
Later, when he went to high school and college, he stayed in the city after graduation in order to make a name for himself. Fireworks seemed even further away from him.
I haven't done farm work for more than ten years, so now I'm suddenly doing it and I'm a bit flustered.
Chen Hao stuffed the straw into the stove hole, and the scorching flames instantly devoured it, turning it into a ball of blazing fire, with a lot of thick smoke pouring out at the same time.
Chen Hao coughed several times and quickly covered his mouth and nose.
At this time, the fire in the stove hole spread out. He didn't care about anything else and quickly pushed the straw in with a stick.
After burning for a long time, thick smoke suddenly came out of the big iron pot on the stove.
There is also a very pungent burning smell.
Chen Hao was shocked.
He stood up, grabbed the lid of the pot and opened it.
In an instant, a large cloud of thick smoke rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, and some of the smoke went directly into his mouth and nose.
Chen Hao couldn't stand it anymore.
He dropped the pot lid and quickly ran outside, gasping for breath.
When he returned to the kitchen, the bottom of the pot was burnt dry. Chen Hao's face was gloomy and he cursed softly: "Damn it!"
He quickly poured some more water in.
But Chen Hao forgot that heated iron will explode when it encounters cold water...
The moment the cold water was poured in, the boiling bottom of the pot made a crackling sound, and then cracked into a few fine lines. Half a basin of water quickly seeped into the stove hole below and soaked the burning straw!