After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

There is a lot of rain in summer, and there is a sudden downpour. After a few heavy rains, there is a little shadow of cool autumn.

Harvest season is always a joy.

This day, Dong Chuanlin ate very little for dinner, the usual two bowls of rice dropped to one mediocre bowl, and even Han Song didn't eat much.

Seeing that Ye Shuhua panicked, she sighed with resentment and sorrow: "You two are getting more and more picky, and you don't want to eat without meat and vegetables." She glanced at the two of them, "When two people with poor skills get together Let's do this."

"Mother," Han Song called to her, and pushed the vegetable bowl in front of her, "We are just not hungry today, you should eat more."

Ye Shuhua took a piece of food with chopsticks, and said in a disgusted tone, "Okay, you two should leave the table after eating, don't stand in my way here."

As soon as the words were finished here, Han Song felt a tug on his sleeves. He squeezed his troublesome hand and said, "Okay, mother, you can eat slowly. The moon is bright tonight, Chuanlin and I will go for a walk .I'll be back later."

After walking for a long time, Dong Chuanlin took Han Song's hand and ran forward after confirming that no one could be seen in the house, "Hurry up."

Trotting all the way to the open space behind the processing room, Dong Chuanlin hastily let go, urged Han Song to set up firewood and light a fire, and walked under the eaves by himself.

Borrowing the moonlight, Dong Chuanlin moved out a bamboo basket in a dark corner where he couldn't see anything.He put his hands on the bottom and held it carefully in the safest posture.

There was a bundle of dry firewood and a shallow round pit in the open space. Han Song took a wooden stick and swept away the dead leaves around the pit.Security awareness is very strong.

After setting up the firewood, Dong Chuanlin buried his head in the bamboo basket and picked it up, his hands were full when he came out.With a seal of moonlight, the treasure hidden in the palm revealed its real body.

"Where did you get this chestnut?" Han Song was surprised by the appearance of this thing.The pharmaceutical village has limited supplies, and it is very difficult to see chestnuts when they are just ripe.

"The supervisor gave me an early adopter." Dong Chuanlin raised his eyebrows: "I performed outstandingly a while ago."

Han Song smiled and praised: "It's great."

Dong Chuanlin beamed with joy as he threw chestnuts into the newly lit fire.Chestnuts rushed to the fire one by one, splashing the starting point to ignite the fire, which was more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

There are ten chestnuts in total, which is the same as the number of chestnuts given to Uncle Fu a few days ago.

"Director Qin is very kind to you." Han Song said what he would say to worry about his old father, "You have to work hard so that you don't live up to his expectations of you."

Dong Chuanlin nodded, pointed at the fire and replied as it was: "I'm good to you too, you have to treat me well and don't disappoint my feelings for you." After speaking, he winked at the other party slyly.

Suddenly, Han Song found a light that was brighter than Mars—in his eyes.

On the firewood racks one by one, the fire became fierce, and the chestnuts that could not be attacked by firepower made a loud explosion from time to time.

Dong Chuanlin began to bury his head in the bamboo basket again, and this time he took out two corns and a long iron stick.After removing the corn coat and sticking skewers, Dong Chuanlin handed over the corn skewers to Han Song for roasting.

He took out two large sweet potatoes from the bamboo basket, and carefully pushed them from the periphery into the fire.

"How long does it take to bake such a big sweet potato?" Han Song was dumbfounded looking at the sweet potato that was bigger than his fist.

"I deliberately picked the strongest one." Dong Chuanlin wasn't worried at all, "I'll let it bake until it's cooked through. After all this hard work, I won't be able to go back easily if I don't eat enough."

"Have you ever thought that the fire will be so big that when the outside is completely burnt, the inside may still be hard?"

Dong Chuanlin, who had almost zero cooking knowledge, was unable to retort forcefully, "...try it, maybe it's cooked inside." He smiled, "Do you think so?"

Han Song smiled wryly and nodded: "...Yes."

The iron skewer holding the corn spreads heat quickly, and soon became too hot to hold. Han Song simply propped it up with a branch, and turned and walked into the forest behind.

Afraid of attracting someone, Dong Chuanlin didn't dare to shout loudly, so he had to lower his voice to stop him, but it was useless.

In a moment he came back, holding three green and fresh branches in his hand.

Take one to support the other end of the corn and hold it firmly.Pass one to Dong Chuanlin, and keep the remaining one for him to control the firewood and control the fire.

Dong Chuanlin looked at the wooden stick in his hand for a while, and at the person on the other side for a while. After struggling for a long time, he got up neatly, walked around the fire and walked in front of Han Song, asking him to back off, and sat down on him as soon as he moved his position. Front, leaned back into his arms.

"You're not too hot." Han Song smiled helplessly, putting his free hand on his waist.

In front is a ferocious fire, behind is a hot embrace, so hot that it can melt thick ice. "I don't think so, it's very comfortable." Dong Chuanlin opened his eyes and said nonsense, moved his buttocks in, squeezing the last gap.

The crackling sound of the chestnut was accompanied by the "cracking" sound of the firewood burning. After a while, Dong Chuanlin poked his head and held a wooden stick in the fire.

At this time, the clear moonlight is no longer beautiful, but becomes grievous.

When I lowered my head, it was completely black, and I couldn't see anything clearly. When I raised my head, I could only see the night sky.After a lot of hard work, he finally found all the chestnuts he had thrown wantonly before in the burning fire.

It's cool when you throw it, but it's full of tears when you look for it.

"It's really annoying to see the black light and the fire!" Dong Chuanlin raised his hand and quickly wiped away the tears from the fire, and brushed off the black ash on the chestnut shell.

Han Song: "Isn't that what you want, the feeling of being in the dark? Are you not satisfied now?" He was adding firewood while talking, and Dong Chuanlin stirred up most of the burning fire and extinguished it, with thick smoke still burning .

"Satisfied and satisfied!" Dong Chuanlin said perfunctorily, rubbing his hands to peel the chestnuts, he took the one with the ugliest appearance.The wind blows the outer shell to cool it quickly, and when he peeled off the outer shell smoothly, he shrank his hands as soon as he touched the chestnut meat inside.

The golden-yellow chestnut meat was ruthlessly thrown on the ground, and the earlobe was pinched and someone blown the air, so the fingers quickly cooled down.

Just as he regained his composure, Dong Chuanlin hurriedly picked up the fallen chestnut meat.There are only ten coins in total, and if one is lost, one is missing. It's a pity if we don't get it back.

After removing the outer layer of ash, Dong Chuanlin hesitated for a while and threw it into his mouth.

The rich sweetness of chestnuts directly stimulates the taste buds, and the glutinous powder has an endless aftertaste. "Good time!" Dong Chuanlin gave a thumbs up, eyebrows and eyes curved.

Han Song: "Is it so delicious? I want to try it."

"It's very delicious! It's fragrant and sweet!" Dong Chuanlin continued to praise, "I'll peel one for you, and this one fell on the ground in my mouth..."

As soon as Dong Chuanlin picked up a carefully selected chestnut, his shoulders were straightened by a strong force. He was puzzled, and when he looked up, he saw a handsome face coming towards him.

"I don't dislike it."

It was the heroic and majestic Jun, with the conquest of catching prey, he swept the audience with a long tongue, forcing everything to surrender.

He surrendered willingly.

Han Song was satisfied after swallowing a meal that swept away thousands of troops. He moved his head back a little and put his lips together to breathe out.The exhaled breath also seems to have the sweetness of chestnuts, which makes people want to stop and have endless aftertaste.

Dong Chuanlin stuck out his tongue greedily, and tentatively poked it out.

Immediately followed was an attack even faster than before, his head fell back uncontrollably, and landed firmly in the big palm.

Seeing a kiss that was more ferocious and passionate than his own, Huoguang felt a little weaker with shame, and was willing to be a foil.

When the kiss was fascinated, there was a sound of hurried and complicated footsteps, accompanied by shouts and screams.

The two parted reluctantly, looking back with cold faces.

A group of tall, short, fat and thin men rushed towards the two of them, and many of them had familiar faces.They were still yelling: "It's not a fire! Someone is roasting corn!"

Someone rushed ahead to get a better look, not only seeing the corn skewers on the fire, but also seeing the posture of the two tightly embracing each other.

"There are still people messing around here!"