"Are you... having lunch?"
Feng Ran looked at the two people across the hall.
It's cold now, so they basically don't eat breakfast anymore. That's why Feng Ran asked that question.
"Check if there's anything in the room that can cover your head before running to the kitchen."
Here, I'll give you two big basins.
"good."
"Can."
The group ran to the kitchen carrying basins on their heads. Jixiang was already sitting by the stove roasting corn.
"It smells so good, I'm really hungry."
"I'll cook?" the pale-faced man asked Feng Ran.
"Okay. Thank you for cooking, Qi. Let's have braised pork for lunch today, and some stir-fried vegetables too."
"……I won't."
Feng Ran gave him a look that said, "What use are you to me?"
"Then you go wash the vegetables and get ready. Whiteface will be in charge of cooking."
I'm so angry. Their cooking skills are really terrible. It's just... edible...
Bai Lian, who had just finished cooking the rice, was already sitting next to Ji Xiang and starting to roast corn with him.
Feng Ran wasn't idle either. She took a taro and threw it into the stove. After dinner, she planned to make a dessert.
...
The roof is still crackling. Fortunately, there are no signs of leakage yet.
After lunch, the group played cards by the fire in the kitchen.
The hailstorm didn't stop until just before dinner.
The door opened. The hailstones were piled up to halfway up the door! This morning they were only waist-high.
With no other option, several men quickly climbed onto the ice and went into the yard to remove the hail. They then threw the hailstones over the fence.
Otherwise, in this weather, it would definitely turn into ice in no time.
Sure enough, the group could only work for a few minutes before they were exhausted.
The ice cubes were all seamlessly joined together...
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