"Just leave it like this, and soon everyone in the village will come to our side," said Fu Shinian.

"What should we do? It's been several days, and I can't even light the fire. It's hard for us to stutter now, how are we going to survive in the future?" said Dong Weibing

Tong Yiya was watching with great interest on the wall, and thought that the two people were very interesting. After a while, the fire seemed to have dried up some of the firewood inside, so it ignited all of a sudden. The fire was quite big, and the food in the pot soon began to smell burnt.

Tong Yiya couldn't help but laugh very softly, but there was no way she could be heard by the two people over there. They all looked in her direction, and the three of them stared at each other for a moment.

Tong Yiya felt a little embarrassed and wanted to jump down, but she was a little embarrassed and could only ask awkwardly: "Do you need help?"

When Guard Dong heard that someone was asking for help, he immediately said, "Yes, Tong Zhiqing, please come and teach us how to use this stove."

He really didn't want to eat burnt food anymore. Since someone was willing to teach him, he was so happy that he couldn't wait to refuse.

Fu Shinian, who was standing by, frowned after hearing Guard Dong's answer. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.

Because after that person came over, he could see her up close. They were all busy these days and had no time to visit her, so after not seeing her for several days, he actually missed her a little.

Tong Yiya was just asking politely, but she didn't expect them to be so rude. Finally, she thought that she had just laughed at others and she deserved some compensation, so she said, "Wait a moment, I'll be right over."

After saying that, she disappeared over the wall. Tong Yiya got down from the wall, thinking that the food in their pot must be undone, so she went to the kitchen, took some vegetables and the steamed buns she had just steamed today, and some pickles. After putting all these in a basket, she went out and walked not far away.

The two of them stood there obediently waiting for her to come over. At this time, the corn paste in the pot was already emitting black smoke. Tong Yiya said from a distance: "What are you standing there for? Pour some water into the pot, otherwise the pot will burn out in a while."

"Oh oh..." Then the two of them fumbled around and finally added water into the pot, and the fire below was almost extinguished.

Tong Yiya wanted to touch her forehead, thinking that this was too difficult to wear and it gave her a headache.

In the end, she had no choice but to walk over and put the basket she brought on the table beside her. She walked over and took the spoon from Fu Shinian's hand.

She shoveled out the black unknown object in the pot and put it into the garbage bin on the side, then she carefully brushed the pot with wood ash.

The two men just stood aside and watched obediently. They wanted to help but didn't know how, so they could only wait and listen to the instructions.

After washing the pot, Tong Yiya added some water into it, and then cleaned the stove below. There was too much ash or too much firewood inside, and less air entered, so it was difficult to light the fire.

As she did so, she talked to the two people beside her. She cleaned out the ashes, put a handful of hay in first, put a few dry and thin firewood on it, and then lit a handful of hay with a match. She put it in the stove and ignited the hay inside, which slowly ignited the firewood on top. Then she slowly added larger firewood.

After the fire was lit, I picked three small potatoes from their small pile of vegetables, washed them carefully with water, and cut them into dice.

She also brought eggplants and tender beans, as well as some peppers and green onions. Today she wanted to teach the two of them how to make a stew. This was easy, and there was plenty of soup in the pot, so the two of them wouldn't get it confused again.

He threw everything into the pot, poured some of the soybean paste he had distributed last year into it, put in a separate tray, and put the steamed buns on top. Just as he was about to cover the pot, guard Dong came over with three eggs and said, "Tong Zhiqing, can these eggs be steamed?"

Tong Yiya took a look and took it, picked up two bowls from the side, divided three eggs into two parts, beat them, added twice the amount of water, stirred them evenly, put them in the pot, covered the pot and steamed them.

Later, she taught them how to reduce the fire and how to make it bigger. These were very easy. As soon as the two of them learned how to do it, they tried it out. Fu Shinian did learn it, but Guard Dong almost put out the fire, but he still learned it in the end. After all, making fire has always been his job.

Soon, a fragrant smell wafted out of the pot. The two people, who hadn't eaten such delicious food for many days, stared at the pot for a while.

After steaming for about twelve minutes, the food inside was done. Tong Yiya asked them to bring a plate for the steamed buns and a large bowl for the vegetables.

First, she took out the larger unburned firewood from the stove and put it into the wood ash below to extinguish it. Then she opened the lid of the pot and sprinkled some chopped green onion into the egg custard, followed by a little sesame oil and soy sauce.

After helping them scoop out all the food and placing it on the table, she put the pickles she brought from the basket on the table, added water to the big pot, and said to the two of them while holding the basket: "Then you two can eat first. I will go back to collect the herbs."

"Tong Zhiqing, why don't you stay here and have dinner before going back? We'll go collect herbs with you later." Seeing that she was about to leave, Fu Shinian quickly stood up and said.

"That's right, Tong Zhiqing, please have dinner before going back," said Dong Weibing.

"No, I've already had dinner. You guys eat. I'll go back first. You don't have to see me off." After saying this, Tong Yiya picked up the basket and walked towards her home.

The two of them watched her walk into the courtyard before they sat down and started eating. When they put the food into their mouths, Dong Weibing felt so happy that he said, "Oh, Tong Zhiqing's cooking skills are so good. Such a simple meal tastes better than my mother's."

Although Fu Shinian ate very quickly, his movements were elegant. He was very happy eating the food made by the little girl, and he was thinking that it would be a blessing if he could eat the food she cooked forever.

In the end, the two of them almost licked all the juice in the plate clean, and it seemed that the bowl did not need to be washed.

After dinner, the two used the fire-making skills they had just learned to boil water to wash the dishes, and then boiled another pot of hot water, and both took a simple bath.

These days they work with the workers every day, so their bodies are covered with sweat and dust, and they cannot sleep without taking a shower.

Tong Yiya returned home and quickly put the medicinal herbs into the pharmacy. She also took the clothes that she had hung in the yard and folded them inside the house.

After she finished, she weeded the vegetable garden in the yard and watered the vegetables. It was already dark when she finished. She lit the oil lamp, locked the yard gate, and then went back to the house to wash and study.

The next day, after she got up, she moved out all the things that needed to be dried in the house. After eating breakfast, she took the medicine hoe and backpack and went out to the mountains.

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