It was the first time Tang Huan used matches, and the flame burned a little quickly, feeling like it would burn his hand, so he quickly threw it into the stove.
The flames flickered in the stove for a few seconds before going out...
Even the corn husks on the side didn't catch fire.
There was no burning as she thought, so Tang Huan pursed her lips, opened the matchbox and took out another one.
This time she was gentler and threw it into the stove as soon as the flame was lit.
This is finally happening, right?
This time the match flickered for two seconds longer than before, but still went out...
That’s too much!
Tang Huan took two more matches, struck them together, and threw them into the stove at the same time.
This time it worked a bit, and two corn husks next to the match were lit.
Before she could laugh, the two corn husks were gone...
It’s so bullying!
This time she used three sticks and she didn’t believe that they wouldn’t light up!
Tang Huan opened the matchbox angrily, and there were only two matchsticks left inside.
Meng Zeyan, who had watched the entire incident unfold at the kitchen door, finally decided to stop it. "Let me do it?"
Turning to look at him, Tang Huan lowered his head and took out the last two matches, "No, I can do it myself."
She could no longer allow herself to rely on him.
As she spoke, two matches lit up in her hands. This time, Tang Huan solemnly put them into the stove, hoping that they could give her a satisfactory answer.
It was obvious that neither the matches nor the stove felt her sincerity.
The matchbox was empty, and Tang Huanxin was also empty. How many matches did she use?
It’s actually okay to wash with cold water tonight. She will buy a few more boxes of matches tomorrow and start over.
She had to light this fire!
Meng Zeyan was still at the door, witnessing her failure.
"What are you lighting a fire for?"
Tang Huan looked at the thermos and replied timidly, "Boil water."
Although she knew that Meng Zeyan would definitely start a fire, she did not regret it. This was just the beginning of her doing things on her own.
Looking at the two thermoses on the table against the wall, Meng Zeyan said with a smile, "There's hot water in those two thermoses, full."
He boiled some hot water in the afternoon and filled all the thermoses in the house with hot water, except for the one in Tang Huan's room, which he was not able to enter.
"..." Tang Huan turned her head to look at the two thermoses. She didn't even notice that there might be water in them.
It was her fault. She didn't even check if there was water in the two thermoses!
He was still holding the empty matchbox in his hand; those matches had died unjustly.
Throwing the matchbox into the stove, Tang Huan walked over and picked up a thermos on the table, poured the water in the thermos into his own thermos, and then returned the thermos.
It wasn't that Tang Huan was stingy, even caring about a thermos. It was because her thermos was bright red with a yellow wedding character printed on it.
This thermos was bought when the original owner and his wife got married. They felt it was festive at the time.
Carrying his big red thermos with a wedding character on it, Tang Huan walked out of the kitchen and went back to wash up and go to bed.
Meng Zeyan left while she was stirring the water in the thermos.
After a night of dreams, Tang Huan woke up in the morning and didn't remember what he dreamed about. He only remembered that he had a lot of dreams.
Yesterday, her mother-in-law told her not to go to the hospital too often and to focus on her studies. Tang Huan knew her mother-in-law's character and she was not the type to be insincerely polite.
So she ran to wait for the bus early in the morning.
In the car, Feng Sisi asked her how her self-criticism was written.
Tang Huan took out his letter of apology and showed it to her.
The 2,000-word self-review quickly received recognition. "Huanhuan, your writing is amazing! Teacher Zhang will definitely be very satisfied."
Tang Huan also felt that, to be honest, she even suspected that Meng Zeyan had written this all the time, otherwise it would be too familiar.
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