usatvline Chapter 98 Effective Methods
Chapter 98 Effective Methods
You're so skinny, why hasn't your stomach shrunk yet?
At that time, grandma just thought that people had indigestion after eating too many earthen biscuits, and she was worried that she and Xiaojiu would become like this, so she touched Xiaojiu's stomach and pressed it for a long time, and for a long time she didn't allow her to touch the earthen biscuits.
Now that I think about it, it was a blessing in disguise.
Especially now that life is starting to get better, grandma started to get scared and asked quickly, "What should we do?"
Anjiu pointed at the dry firewood behind him and said, "We need to burn it with fire to kill all the insect eggs inside."
It's just a bit troublesome, and it's hard to stir-fry without a pot and not enough firewood.
He also said: "Or pouring boiling hot water into the soil will also work."
This is the simplest and most effective way.
High temperature can kill most insect eggs and bacteria.
Grandma nodded in confusion.
Although she didn't understand why, she agreed with whatever Xiaojiu said.
"But if we don't do it now, we only have so much firewood. Let's wait until the rainy season comes. I'll go out to do the task, and you can stay at home to boil water and scald the soil. It can also drive away the cold, which is perfect for both."
Anjiu thought about it carefully and decided to give it a try today, so he got up and found a stove that was almost dry in the shade, and took some dry firewood, preparing to boil some hot water to make the milk powder.
The best things to start a fire are cotton and shredded paper. You can pull some out of the mattress and use it.
He took out a lighter from the space, lit it, put some dry branches on it, and the flame burned up instantly.
The wind was strong outside the window, and the stove was placed under the window. The gray smoke that just rose was blown away by the air flow, like a range hood, and there was no smell of smoke in the house.
This way you can feel at ease when drinking.
Take the lunch box out of the red bucket, place it on the stove, then pour water in it and wait for it to boil.
The stove was crudely made and not very big, with a small, fiery red light coming out of the stove mouth.
Anjiu and grandma's faces were reflected in bright orange.
The flames burned, scorching the air, and heat waves came in waves.
After a while, bubbles began to bubble up in the water. Anjiu brought two bowls, put two spoonfuls of milk powder into each, and poured the water into the bowls after it boiled.
Stir with chopsticks.
The fragrant and sweet smell of milk and hot steam hits you in the face.
Anjiu turned around to check the iron door and made sure that the door curtain was tightly closed before taking the smoked chicken out of the space.
"Xiaojiu..." Grandma couldn't help but call her in a whisper.
But the light in his eyes was brighter than the fire from the stove.
"Hush, don't eat all of it. Each person can only eat one chicken leg." Anjiu handed grandma a wet towel, then wiped his own hands and tore off the chicken leg. "Soak it in a bowl and warm it up before eating."
She had been longing for this piece of meat for a long time.
Even in dreams, I am sharpening my knife to kill pigs and sheep.
The two of them stood with their backs to the door, each holding a large chicken drumstick in their hands. The heavy weight made them unable to help but smile at each other.
肉~
Fragrant big chicken drumsticks~
There is nothing in the world that makes people happier than eating.
With pious hearts and upturned lips, the two men tore the chicken legs into strips and soaked them in the bowl.
A layer of shiny oil suddenly floated on the milky white soup.
Taking a deep sniff, the aroma of milk mixed with the aroma of meat entered their noses, arousing the hunger of both of them.
The crackling sound of the burning dry branches covered up the two people's voracious chewing.
Grandma was only willing to eat half of the chicken leg and then touched her stomach to indicate that she was full.
She sat by the stove, stretched out her palms to warm the fire, and the scorching heat made her close her eyes and doze off.
My stomach was full and my body was warm, which made me feel very comfortable.
Anjiu ate the chicken leg cleanly, chewing and swallowing all the bones that could be broken - they were all calcium and not a single bit could be wasted.
"I won't burn this much anymore. There's not enough firewood."
Grandma had no objection.
Anjiu put the chicken legs left over by grandma back into the space and planned to eat them later.
When the last flame was extinguished and there was no temperature at all, Anjiu thought that it might come in handy in the future, so he took out a food bag and collected the wood ash.
There was no fire, but the window was open, and the chilly night breeze quickly lowered the room temperature.
Grandma couldn't stand it and said she was a little sleepy. After taking the medicine, she went to sleep.
Anjiu waited for a while and only closed the window after the smell in the room was completely gone.
She brought a red bucket, took out the dishes and placed them on the table, then carried the bucket and the bag of clothes out the door and poured the soil into it, planning to deal with it after the rainy season came.
As the soil was poured, a cloud of choking dust rose up. Anjiu held his breath and waved his arms to disperse it.
"What are you doing?"
A cold voice sounded behind him.
Anjiu turned around and looked.
It’s Pu Huai from next door who has returned.
There were no lights in the outer aisle, and one could only get a rough idea of what was going on by the light from the small lamp hanging at the entrance of the inner aisle.
Pu Huai stood there, his tall figure completely blocking out the already scarce light.
It only became clearer as we got closer.
He was not wearing a coat, which he was holding loosely in his hand. He was only wearing a black T-shirt on his upper body, and there was a bandage on his right arm to cover the wound.
Noticing Anjiu's gaze, he calmly covered it with his clothes.
An Jiu pretended not to notice and answered his question: "I dug some soil and came back to make some dry food."
"Yeah." Pu Huai nodded, walked to the door and stopped, then reached in and turned the lock.
He was standing not far from Anjiu. In the darkness, his profile had sharp lines, making him look like a convincing captain. But for some reason, Anjiu always felt that his lines should be sharper.
At least... to match those eyes...
No, not the eyes either...
Amidst a tiny clicking sound, Pu Huai suddenly turned around and caught An Jiu's inquiring gaze, which he had no time to avoid.
He paused for a moment and put his hand down.
Staring at Anjiu who was only two or three steps away from him.
A soundless silence floats in the air.
Darkness seemed to replace his eyes, becoming unfathomable.
It seemed like a long time, but also like only one or two seconds, his voice reached my ears:
"The soil is not clean, so it's best not to eat it. If you need something to eat, come to me in advance next time. I will try to convert the wages for the day into half contribution points and half food to pay you."
"Thank you, Captain Pu."
"Go back and rest. Tomorrow the mine mission will be heavier, so you can take a break from your training for a few days."
Pu Huai said this in an indifferent tone, then he withdrew his gaze from her, opened the door and walked in.
An Jiu was the only one left in the dim corridor.
She raised her hand and felt her rapid heartbeat through her clothes. When Pu Huai lowered his eyes to look at her just now, she suddenly felt very oppressed.
The quiet environment made her hearing extremely sensitive. She heard the rustling sound of Pu Huai throwing his coat on the sofa, and also heard the sound of him disappearing after only two or three steps.
He stopped.
He stopped behind the door, did not sit on the sofa, and did not walk towards the bed.
Also, there was no locked door.
why?
He said you can take a break from your workouts for a few days.
His tone was that of a non-captain familiarity.
More like a teacher...
Anjiu suddenly had a sudden inspiration.
She looked at the unclosed iron door in the darkness and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.
The east wind comes by itself.