Chapter 5

"Little Sister-in-law, little Sister-in-law!

Why are you standing there like an idiot? "

Qian Mingying raised his eyebrows. His slightly stiff eyebrows instantly made his petite little face cold and hard. Tian Xiaoku was stunned. This nine-year-old Qian Mingying was really something!

He could even change his expression!

It was just that Tian Xiaoku was a little scared when he saw that cold and hard face.

Tian Xiaoku stood at the kitchen door and stamped her feet twice to get rid of the ice and snow on her shoes. After that, Tian Xiaoku walked into the kitchen hesitantly and sat down on the folding stool in front of the stove. She held some firewood in her hand and started to stack the firewood in the stove. After she was done, she picked up the birch bark and looked around. Only then did she timidly look at Qian Mingying, who was squatting on the ground to clean the wolf. She saw the wolf in the enamel basin, which was cushioned by a big wooden board that she didn't know where it came from. Qian Mingying was small, but he was holding a shiny dagger in his hand and skinning the wolf. Tian Xiaoku was stunned by his neat movements.

Qian Mingying turned his head and saw Tian Xiaoku's stunned expression. The birch bark was about to fall to the ground.

"Hey, little Sister-in-law, light the fire!

If you don't hurry up and boil the water and warm the house, my skinning hands will be ruined! "Qian Mingying called out to Tian Xiaoku.

Looking at Qian Mingying's bloody hands, Tian Xiaoku nodded repeatedly. When he was about to light the birch bark, he said weakly, "Well, there's no fire!"

Hearing this, Qian Mingying remembered that most of the things that could be used at home were in the space buckle. Qian Mingying took out his coat pocket and threw the fire over, "Catch!

Little Sister-in-law! "

Tian Xiaoku hurriedly caught it with both hands, "Hey, I'll start the fire right now!"

Qian Mingying nodded and didn't say anything. His hands nimbly peeled off the wolf's skin. Tian Xiaoku glanced at it and hurriedly struck a match to light the birch bark. When the birch bark was ignited, Tian Xiaoku hurriedly put the birch bark into the space left by the firewood. After a while, the firewood was ignited with crackling sounds. The fire in the fire pit reflected on Tian Xiaoku's face. After a while, Tian Xiaoku felt lazy and tired. She yawned and watched with tears in her eyes as Qian Mingying peeled off the wolf's skin. The little person wasn't tall, only about 1.45 meters. When the wolf's skin was shaken off, it seemed to be as tall as Qian Mingying when he stood up.

At this time, Qian Mingying seemed to have sensed something and turned his head. When their eyes met, Tian Xiaoku hurriedly lowered her head. At this time, because of the heat, her shoes seemed to be emitting white steam because they were close to the fire pit. Qian Mingying looked at the shy and timid Tian Xiaoku and couldn't help but frown. The shoes looked like single shoes, and from the holes, he could see the rotten straws, some of which were protruding out. How could they keep warm?

Qian Mingying put the wolf's skin in his hand on the fire wall in front of the pot. There were some iron wires on which something could be hung. Looking at Qian Mingying's posture, it seemed that he planned to dry the wolf's skin with the fire wall's temperature.

Tian Xiaoku saw that the firewood was burning less and continued to fill the pot. After a while, the water in the pot boiled.

Qian Mingying continued to divide the wolf's meat. The enamel basin looked to be full.

"Hey, hey, the water is boiling!"

Not knowing why, Tian Xiaoku didn't dare to call Qian Mingying by her name, nor did he dare to call her sister, so he could only call her "hey".

Qian Mingying heard him and nodded to show that she understood. Then she scooped water from the water tank and poured it on the wolf's meat in the basin. Then she scooped hot water from the pot. When the temperature was about right, Qian Mingying washed the wolf's meat twice. Seeing that the blood was almost enough, she scooped up the wolf's meat and put it into the pot to boil it.

"Little sister-in-law, skim the foam!

Can you? "

Qian Mingying handed a gourd ladle to Tian Xiaoku and asked as if he were an idiot. Qian Mingying didn't ask too much. It was just that at this time, many people didn't eat meat all year round. So for the taste of the wolf's meat, Qian Mingying thought about it and asked Tian Xiaoku more.

Sure enough, Tian Xiaoku looked at Qian Mingying doubtfully. At first glance, he knew that she really didn't know how to cook meat!

Qian Mingying patted her forehead, "Later, a lot of blood foam will come out of the meat. The black blood will float on the water, and it won't be clean. You scoop it out with a ladle and put it into the swill bucket. When you scoop it out, there will be less water. Little sister-in-law, you add water and make sure the water doesn't cover the wolf's meat!"

As Qian Mingying spoke, she took out a large wooden bucket of swill and placed it beside the stove. She then turned around and left the kitchen. At this time, Tian Xiaoku, who had his head lowered, carefully raised his head and listened carefully to the movements in the pot. After a while, he opened the lid and saw the blood foam that Qian Mingying had mentioned. Tian Xiaoku hurriedly scooped up the blood foam and carefully poured it into the bucket of swill.

"Well, little sister-in-law, you did well!"

Tian Xiaoku turned back and saw Qian Mingying, who was holding an oil lamp in his hand, standing at the kitchen door and looking at her. Tian Xiaoku was nervous and dropped the ladle into the pot. With a splash, a lot of hot water splashed out. Some of the hot water dripped onto Tian Xiaoku's hand. She hissed. Her hand must have been scalded, but she didn't care about her hand. Instead, she hurriedly reached for the ladle. As a result, her hand was scalded again.

Tian Xiaoku wanted to see how the blood foam was in the pot. Unexpectedly, her hand was held by a pair of warm hands. Under the light of the oil lamp, the hand was a little small, but the bones of the hand were clear and the proportion was slender.

Tian Xiaoku was a little stunned. She looked at the hand that was rubbing something on her hand. Then she felt a cool feeling on her hand, and the scalded part of her hand was much better.

"Are you stupid?" Qian Mingying asked a little angrily. His face didn't look good.

Tian Xiaoku felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart. Qian Mingying's reprimand made Tian Xiaoku feel a lump in her throat. It had been a long time since she was reprimanded because of her injury.

Tian Xiaoku raised her head and looked at Qian Mingying's cold and serious face. Unexpectedly, she didn't feel as terrible as before.

Qian Mingying looked at Tian Xiaoku, who looked like a little wife who had been bullied. Qian Mingying couldn't help but feel his heart soften. Alas, she was still a child. Qian Mingying couldn't help but say in a soft voice, "You sit down and watch the fire. I'll skim the foam."

Qian Mingying let go of Tian Xiaoku's hand. Tian Xiaoku instantly sat back on the folding stool and obediently filled the firewood.

Qian Mingying skimmed the blood foam, added water, and covered the pot. He looked at Tian Xiaoku, patted his forehead, took out a pair of shoes from the big pocket of his coat, and handed them to Tian Xiaoku.

"Here!

Little sister-in-law, put them on! "Qian Mingying called Tian Xiaoku.

Tian Xiaoku looked at the pair of green cotton-padded shoes and couldn't help shaking her head. She shrunk her feet, "I can't take them!"

Qian Mingying frowned, "Your shoes are broken. You can give them back to me after you mend them!"

Tian Xiaoku still shook her head. Looking at Tian Xiaoku like this, Qian Mingying squatted down and grabbed Tian Xiaoku's legs.

Tian Xiaoku began to struggle. Qian Mingying shouted, "Don't move!"

Tian Xiaoku was scared and calmed down. She watched Qian Mingying take off her shoes. Tian Xiaoku turned her head after a long time and said in a low voice, "My feet are dirty!"

Qian Mingying looked at the two feet with frostbites. They couldn't be called dirty, but they were horribly cold.

Qian Mingying took out a box of saliva oil, lowered his head and slowly wiped it. He asked, "You're already like this, and you still want to go up the mountain. Do you want to die?"

Tian Xiaoku felt that her feet were itchy and painful, but the places that he wiped didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.

Tian Xiaoku looked at Qian Mingying, who was concentrating. She had an inexplicable feeling that Qian Mingying was older than her.

Hearing Qian Mingying's words, Tian Xiaoku couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm waiting for death at home. If I go out, I may stutter!"

Hearing Tian Xiaoku's words, Qian Mingying couldn't help but glance at Tian Xiaoku. He then looked at Tian Xiaoku's skinny body and didn't say anything. Hearing the gurgling sound in the pot, he sped up and put the cotton-padded shoes on Tian Xiaoku. He quickly washed his hands, took out two potatoes from the cupboard, peeled them, and poured them into the pot.

Then, the two of them stared at the pot with their eyes wide open.

"Okay!

No need to fill the pot with firewood! "

Qian Mingying took out a big black jar and filled the pot with stewed potato and wolf meat. Then he quickly washed the pot, filled it with water, and let the remaining firewood warm the water.

"Take the bowl and chopsticks!

Go inside! "Qian Mingying said to Tian Xiaoku as he walked out with the jar, which was one-third the size of hers.

Tian Xiaoku listened, silently took a big bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and followed Qian Mingying back into the house. Seeing Qian Mingying put down the kang table, she hurriedly put the bowl and chopsticks on it.

Qian Mingying scooped the wolf meat and potatoes into the bowl and poured the soup. At this time, he saw that there was only one bowl and chopsticks. He asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to give it to me?"

Tian Xiaoku, who was standing to the side and planning to leave after saying goodbye, couldn't help but be stunned. He hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I'll give it to you!"

Tian Xiaoku looked at Qian Mingying's frowning brows and said in a low voice, "Didn't you give me a wolf? I'll go back and clean it up. It can be eaten!"

When Qian Mingying heard this, she did not say anything. She grabbed Tian Xiaoku's collar and dragged him to sit on the kang bed.

He pushed the bowl and chopsticks in front of her and said, "Eat!

Don't leave anything for me! "

Qian Mingying went to the kitchen and took the bowl back. He watched Tian Xiaoku carefully bite it. Seeing Qian Mingying look at her, she hurriedly swallowed it, "I'm eating!"