In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

She stretched out a hand, made a blocking gesture, and said:

"You, please stop making trouble here and get out of here. I can handle the kitchen by myself."

Wang Jianguo was a little overwhelmed by this sudden obstruction. His hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He knew He Yushui's temper. Once he made a decision, nothing could change it.

There was no choice but to put down his sleeves angrily, took a few steps back and stood in a corner of the kitchen.

But he really couldn't bear to watch He Yushui busying herself like this, so he started to chat with her for no reason.

We talked about the opening of the supply and marketing cooperative today, the latest happenings in the village, and the trivial matters of family life.

Wang Jianguo's mouth was like clockwork, never stopping for a moment. He Yushui would occasionally say a few words.

Most of the time he just smiled and listened, without slowing down the work in his hands at all.

Time passed slowly as they chatted, and before they knew it, He Yushui had prepared all the ingredients and placed them neatly on the chopping board.

Wang Jianguo looked at the evenly-cut vegetables and tender pieces of meat, and couldn't help but feel more excited about He Yushui's cooking skills.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the quiet stove beside him, and suddenly a strong idea surged in his mind. He must do something substantial to help He Yushui.

So, Wang Jianguo rushed over and sat down on the small stool in front of the stove, holding the fire poker tightly with both hands, showing an attitude of not giving up until he achieved his goal.

Seeing this, He Yushui hurried over and tried to pull him up, muttering:

"What are you doing? This fire-making job is dirty and tiring. Go outside and take a rest."

Wang Jianguo, however, seemed to be glued to the stool, not moving at all. He raised his head and looked at He Yushui, with a bit of stubbornness and flattery in his eyes, and said:

"Yushui, please don't chase me away. I know you care about me and are afraid that I will be tired. But look at you, you have been busy for so long."

"How can I feel comfortable if I just stand there and watch? Let me help you light the fire. I've done this before, so I'm very familiar with it."

He Yushui looked at Wang Jianguo's determined eyes, then looked helplessly at the prepared ingredients, knowing that if she didn't agree to him today, he would not give up.

Sighing, she compromised:

"Okay, okay, then you can burn it, but be careful not to burn yourself."

Wang Jianguo got He Yushui's permission and immediately smiled. He nodded vigorously and said:

"Don't worry, I will be careful."

As he spoke, he skillfully added a few handfuls of firewood into the stove. After a while, the fire was burning fiercely, illuminating his energetic face.

The warm winter sun shines lazily on the small town through the thin clouds. Time seems to be slowly pulled by an invisible hand, passing by slowly and leisurely.

The hall of the supply and marketing cooperative in the front yard was filled with an old yet warm atmosphere.

The glass cabinets display all kinds of daily necessities, from colorful enamel cups to simple-style flashlights.

The sales clerks were busy shuttling between the counters, with simple and warm smiles on their faces, serving every customer diligently.

Some were patiently explaining the texture of the fabric to an elderly lady, their fingers gently stroking the texture of the fabric.

Some of them were weighing candies for customers deftly, the weight sliding on the scale bar with a slight "clang" sound.

At the same time, in the kitchen in the backyard, He Yushui and Wang Jianguo were busy around the big blackened iron pot.

He Yushui was agile, the wok in his hand flying up and down in the hot oil. As soon as the tender green vegetables were put into the wok, they jumped happily with a "sizzle" sound.

She skillfully flipped the wok and stirred the food with smooth movements, like a focused artist creating a beautiful painting.

Wang Jianguo squatted in front of the stove, adding firewood to the blazing flames.

From time to time, he used a wooden stick to poke the fire. The orange-red flames licked the bottom of the pot happily, reflecting his face which was covered with sweat but looked focused.

The two of them cooperated very well. They didn't need too many words. They knew each other's intentions with just a look or a gesture.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with tempting aroma.

One after another, dishes with good color, aroma and taste were served out, including bright red and oily braised pork, golden scrambled eggs, and green and tender stir-fried seasonal vegetables.

Every dish is like a carefully crafted work of art, exuding the taste and warmth of home.

It makes people salivate and adds a touch of warmth to this ordinary yet beautiful day.

In this icy and snowy land of Northeast China, the cold north wind blows like a knife, as if to freeze everything in the world.

It was just past five o'clock, and the already gloomy sky quickly darkened, as if a huge black curtain was ruthlessly torn down, covering the entire world.

Inside the supply and marketing cooperative, the dim lights seemed somewhat lonely under the gloomy sky.

The previously bustling crowd has now gradually dispersed, leaving only the lingering noise and bustle in the air.

The sales clerks were busy tidying up the counter, putting the somewhat messy goods back in place one by one.

The sound of abacus beads occasionally rang out in the empty hall, crisp yet a little tired.

Finally, the last customer left the supply and marketing cooperative with a satisfied smile. At this time, Wang Jianguo walked in with a steady pace.

He was wearing a thick military coat, and the fur at the collar glowed softly under the light.

His face showed fatigue after a day's work, but his eyes were sparkling with excitement.

"okay,"

Wang Jianguo cleared his throat, and his voice was particularly loud in the quiet supply and marketing cooperative.

"Everyone has worked hard all day. We have been busy all day. It's time for us to relax and enjoy ourselves."

As he spoke, he rubbed his frozen hands and exhaled a puff of white air.

After hearing this, everyone's originally tired expressions were instantly brightened, and everyone showed expectant smiles on their faces.

Some people stretched their bodies and sighed with satisfaction; others laughed and joked:

"Finally I can take a break. My bones are almost falling apart after this day."

"Close the door,"