"I know a little bit." Jian You looked around and found a watermelon that looked the most beautiful. Then she tapped it with her hand, making a clear "bang bang" sound.
"This should be ripe, right?" After all, she wasn't a professional, and Jian You wasn't sure. She carefully picked off the watermelon, carried it to the well, rinsed it, took out a Swiss Army knife, and cut the watermelon in half.
"Wow! It's sandy!" Jing Tian'er smiled happily, snatched the Swiss Army Knife from Jian You's hand, picked out a piece of melon meat and put it in her mouth, her eyes immediately lit up, "Ah! It's so sweet, better than the watermelon in the supermarket.
ate too much!"
"I'm going to find a spoon."
When Jian You went to the temple and asked for two spoons from the monk, Jing Tian'er was already sitting on the stone bench, using the Swiss Army knife in her hand to dig a hole as big as her fist into the watermelon in her hand.
"Sister, be careful, what if you cut your mouth?" Jian You had no choice but to snatch the Swiss Army knife from her hand and handed her the spoon.
When I was young, two people took care of the watermelon that was as big as a basketball. Jian You took the watermelon rind to the trash can and threw it away. Jing Tianer lay on the stone table and rubbed her belly, "It's so good!"
"It's okay. Fruit is easy to digest. You'll be fine in a while."
"Well," Jing Tian'er stretched and stood up, holding his arm, "It's not dark yet, let's go shopping again."
The two of them walked around the top of the mountain. The sun was setting in the west and the twilight was closing. Jing Tian'er yawned and leaned half of her body on Jian You, "I'm sleepy, so tired."
"Then let's go back and rest and play again tomorrow."
Jian You took her back to the wing and laid out a quilt for her, "You rest for a while. I'll ask when dinner will be served. We'll go to bed after dinner."
Jian You turned around and went out, not coming back in time, "Sister, the monks in the temple said that they don't eat after lunch and don't cook at night. I have instant noodles and biscuits in my bag, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine, just eat something to fill your stomach." Those watermelons were exhausted after going to the bathroom twice. She needed to replenish energy now, otherwise it would not be fun to wake up hungry in the middle of the night.
Jian You brought her backpack, which contained some of Jing Tian'er's favorite snacks. Jing Tian'er flipped through it, pinching this and that, but she was not satisfied.
She herself is not picky, mainly because Jian You has a bad gastrointestinal condition and is so thin. How can he feel comfortable eating these things?
Jian You thought that she was not interested in these things, so she thought for a moment, "Sister, the master in the temple said that if we can cook ourselves, we can borrow their kitchen and cook something for ourselves. Otherwise, we can go
have a look?"
"Okay!" Jing Tian'er's eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to take Jian You to the kitchen.
At least make some hot soup or something for Jian You, so that he will feel comfortable after eating it.
Under the guidance of the monks in the temple, they found the kitchen.
"This is their kitchen!" I've only seen it on TV!
There was a stove built in the corner of the room. The pots on the stove were as big as the five they usually used. There were some chopped firewood next to the stove.
Jing Tian'er had seen it on TV. This kind of pot requires lighting firewood, stuffing it into the underground stove, and then fanning it, so that the fire will burn brightly.
It's a pity that there are no sweet potatoes here. Otherwise, after the fire in the stove goes out, we can bury a few sweet potatoes and peel them out when the stove is cool. The sweet potatoes will be soft, sweet and delicious.
