Chapter 510 Worrying

“Mom, who is it that steals food?”

A discerning person will know at a glance that it is not a stolen car, but stolen food.

Who is so bold to steal food? I don’t know who it is?

Jiang Xiaoxin said, yawned, and physiological tears burst out.

  It’s almost dawn when we are busy with work, and even adults can’t hold on, let alone children.

 Li Jing shook her head slightly, "I didn't pay attention!"

Jiang Xiaoya was so sleepy that she fell asleep in Li Jing's arms. She put her on the bed, helped her take off her wet clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

"Don't worry about this for now, go wash your feet and go to bed after washing!"

Jiang Xiaoxin originally wanted to climb into bed and sleep, but after hearing what Li Jing said, he yawned and went to wash his feet.

Jiang Xiaowen was catching the rainwater with his hands at the door. The rain had been heavy just now, but it was lighter now, but it was still raining loudly.

“Mom, how long will it rain?”

Jiang Xiaowen was also sleepy, but compared to Jiang Xiaoxin who was swaying around like he was drunk, he still stayed awake.

 Not only because of the loss of food, but also because of the rain.

 “It’ll be a while!”

Li Jing glanced at the dark night.

It was so dark outside that you couldn't see anything with your hands, and you could still see raindrops falling at the door. A little further away, it seemed like a black curtain had spread down, and there was no trace of light.

 “If it rains for a long time, the thatched house will leak…”

Li Jing rubbed Dazai Zai’s head and replied: “I’ve done it before, and if I persist, I’ll do it again if I miss something!”

At the end, he couldn't help but said: "You're not a big man, why do you worry so much? Go to sleep!"

 Jiang Xiaowen couldn't help but grin.

Li Jing habitually exercises her powers while sleeping.

  She realized that her vigilance was weak, and she used her powers to be vigilant at the end of the day. When she came here, she relaxed. Otherwise, it would not have taken her so long to realize that the car and the food in it were missing.

 In times of peace, there are also times when there is no peace, so you still need to be at least vigilant. From the moment I fell asleep to the time I opened my eyes, the sound of rain outside never stopped, ticking like a crisp and sweet piece of music.

Although Li Jing went to bed late, she woke up as usual. She was already well rested.

 Most importantly, she was hungry.

 Go into the kitchen, add water, and light a fire.

 When she knew it was going to rain, Li Jing had already asked a few Zaizai to collect a lot of firewood.

There are piles in the kitchen and in the sleeping room, so they can temporarily cope with emergencies.

In this era, rural areas basically burned underground fires. Coal was too expensive, and rural people were reluctant or unable to use it. They collected firewood all year round to burn underground fires.

Of course, the straw from crops in the field is also very good for firewood, like wheat straw, wrapped in corn stalks. After harvesting, it will be cut back to dry in the sun and kept for slow burning.

There are also fallen leaves in autumn and dead branches on the ground. Even if the villagers encounter the branches on the road, they will pick them up and take them home.

 It can also be regarded as relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the sea to eat the sea.

Li Jing lit the fire and started working on breakfast. She filled a small bowl of rice with rice soup and took out a piece of marinated bacon from the jar.

The sausage was eaten early, so Li Jing thought about bacon.

 Saute bacon with garlic sprouts.

 A meat dish and a scrambled egg with leeks.

The cubs are in severe physical condition, and they must lay eggs every day.

Li Jing prepared a large amount of each dish, enough to eat.

Feeling that the rice soup was not very filling, Li Jing mixed some noodles and planned to bake some pancakes, called Luo Mo here, which they use for rolling vegetables.

Li Jing cooked porridge and steamed buns first, and put the stir-fried vegetables at the end.

 After the porridge is rolled, place it on the back burner and stir it occasionally to prevent it from sticking to the pot.

The griddle that I borrowed from Li Xiaopang's house has been returned. This time, Li Jing made the buns directly in an iron pot, rolled them out into a thin cake, and spread them out neatly in the pot with her hands and feet.

 (End of this chapter)

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