After saying that, Qiubo went closer to the stove, put his hands into his sleeves, and planned to lift the iron basin to see if the roasted sweet potatoes inside were cooked.
Seeing that Qiubo wanted to use his sleeves to support the iron basin, Meng Fei quickly stopped him.
"Stop, stop, stop! I just wore this dress for a year last year, don't burn a hole in it! Here, get a stove hook."
As he spoke, Meng Fei handed Qiubo an iron hook tool - a furnace hook. The furnace hook was a nightmare for children in Northeast China. When children were disobedient, they would be immediately obedient after being hit with the hook.
"Hehe, yes, yes, the stove hook is still the best choice."
Qiubo took the stove hook with a smile and gently hooked up the iron basin.
Suddenly, a sweet scent of sweet potato emanated from it.
Qiubo took a deep breath and drool began to flow from the corners of his mouth. He didn't care whether it was hot or not, he just reached out and picked up a roasted sweet potato and broke it open.
The baked sweet potato had a dark skin, but the inside was an attractive golden color. It was steaming and exuding a rich sweet fragrance. The sweet baked sweet potato was here. Qiubo couldn't wait to take a bite, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth.
"Huh! Ah! It's so hot! So hot! Huh, huh, huh!!" Qiubo grimaced in pain from the heat, but was reluctant to put down the roasted sweet potato in his hand.
Meng Fei couldn't help laughing when he saw Qiu Bo's expression. "Don't worry, eat slowly, there are still a lot of them."
"Yeah, I haven't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for many years. There are fewer people selling roasted sweet potatoes in winter, so I've been craving for them for a long time."
Meng Fei smiled, tore off a few pieces of toilet paper, wrapped a baked sweet potato and handed it to Qiubo's mother.
"Auntie, try it quickly. These are the sweet potatoes I grew myself. They are delicious. Eat slowly. They are fresh out of the oven and are hot."
"Well, it's our dog who is sensible. Don't learn from Qiubo. He takes after his dead father and has no manners when eating. No wonder he can't find a partner yet." Qiubo's mother smiled at Meng Fei, then looked at Qiubo with a look of disappointment and scolded him.
"Mom, what are you talking about... I'm only 25!! I'm still a young man!! Why are you in such a hurry to get married?"
"No hurry! No hurry! My classmate's grandson can already go out to buy soy sauce!! No hurry!"
Meng Fei chuckled and did not join in the daily bickering between the mother and son. Instead, he picked up a baked potato, peeled off the hard skin, blew on it, and took a small bite.
After taking a bite, a light fragrance spreads in the mouth. Although this baked potato does not have the sweetness of baked sweet potato, it has the fragrance of potato chips, which is thicker, more rustic, and unique in flavor.
After swallowing it in one gulp, a warm current spread along the throat to the stomach, and I felt warm all over and extremely comfortable.
Then Meng Fei took out a bowl of soybean paste from the bowl rack, dipped a little with the potato, and put it into his mouth again.
The taste this time is completely different from before. The baked potatoes dipped in soybean paste become even more delicious.
The freshness of potatoes and the saltiness of soybean paste blend perfectly together to create a unique flavor.
Meng Fei narrowed his eyes with a look of satisfaction, his mind full of thoughts.
When Meng Fei was a child, his family was not well off. Whenever Meng Fei clamored for snacks in winter, his grandfather would roast a batch of potatoes and dip them in soybean paste. It was simply unbeatable. At that time, Meng Fei thought roasted potatoes were the most delicious thing in the world.
Although the breakfast was a bit simple, the three of them ate it with gusto, and their mouths were all black.
"Oh! Gouzi, you left me at home yesterday and ran up the mountain for a whole day. You have to take me with you today no matter what. It's too boring for me to stay at home alone." Qiubo wiped Xiaohei's mouth and complained.
"Okay, it just so happens that there is frost. When I went up the mountain before, I encountered a wild grape tree. Let's go pick some from it later. The wild grapes after the frost are very sweet. It's just right to pick them and make some wine."
"Okay, then I'll wear more clothes. It's probably going to be even colder in the mountains."
After a simple packing, Meng Fei and Qiu Bo went up the mountain carrying their backpacks.
Fortunately, Meng Fei still remembered the way, and it took him just over half an hour to reach the wild grape tree.
But when they got there, they found that there was not a single grape left on the tree that had originally been full of grapes, and even the vines that had spread to the top of the tree had been pulled down.
"Gouzi, someone has gotten there first!" Qiubo said angrily.
"This is normal. Whoever picks the things in these mountains first gets them. Let's look for other wild grape trees." Meng Fei said with a smile.
Qiubo nodded, and the two began to search in the forest.
As he was walking, Meng Fei suddenly stopped in his tracks, with a solemn look on his face.
When Qiubo heard the rustling sound of leaves beside her, she quickly turned to look at Meng Fei.
"What's wrong, dog? Why don't you leave?"
Meng Fei did not answer, but squatted down with a serious expression.
In front of him, he saw several footprints of varying depths, which seemed to have been left not long ago.
Qiubo came over at this time, and seeing Meng Fei looking at the footprints in front of him, he said carelessly:
"Oh! Gouzi, what's so interesting about these broken footprints? Like you said, maybe they were left by the mountain herder. Let's go, let's go and find the wild grape tree."
"No!! This is not what the mountain herders left behind!"
"What? If it wasn't left by the mountain herders, how could it have been left by poachers? Big brother, can you please stop being so alarmed? You have wiped out Erluzi's gang, so who would dare to come here to poach?" Qiubo said helplessly.
"It's possible! Look at the shoe prints, they are all standard military boots, and from the depth of the footprints, it can be seen that these people are all adult males! Qiubo! Do you still remember the way we came? You go back first, I'll follow and see!!" Meng Fei looked at Qiubo with a serious face.
"Get out of here! When have I ever been a coward? I may not be as good as you in a fight if I go with you, but at the critical moment, I can still help you block a bullet. Do you think I gained all this fat for nothing?" Qiubo laughed.
Meng Fei stared at Qiu Bo seriously, then burst into laughter and patted his shoulder.
"Okay, let's go together. Let's make it clear that if we really encounter poachers later, you must follow my instructions."
"Don't worry! I know what I'm doing."
After saying that, the two of them followed the footprints and chased after them.
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