The house that everyone lived in now was still very old. If they wanted to heat the house, they basically had to rely on the stove outside the house to light the fire and then connect it to the kang inside the house. This way, the bed would be hot.
This time, without anyone's reminder, Da Hua took the initiative to lead the girls into the house. After that, he walked out, held a pile of firewood, and began to light the kang for the girls.
But in fact, starting a fire was a particularly difficult thing. People who had never started a fire before generally couldn't start a fire. Lu Fei saw that Da Hua was preparing to light the kang. He was worried that Da Hua might not be able to start a fire, so he picked up the ax on the side and chopped a lot of dry firewood to prepare. Da Hua might need it later.
At this moment, Da Hua was living, Teacher He was making the bed, and Lu Fei was chopping firewood. Everyone had their own division of labor. After doing all this, they could start to sleep.
But Da Hua didn't expect that starting a fire was such a complicated thing.
Da Hua had already placed a lot of firewood inside and kept fanning himself with a fan. However, the fire just couldn't be lit. Not only was there no fire, but there was also a lot of smoke rushing out from all directions towards Da Hua's face. Da Hua choked and tears flowed down his face. He couldn't even open his eyes.
Da Hua had to stand up and go to the open space to take a breath. Then, he put some water in the pot on the stove to prevent the pot on the stove from drying up when the fire was burning at night. Although the fire still didn't start, Da Hua's working posture was really more and more skilled compared to before. He was especially praised and encouraged.
He was no longer the naive boy in the past. He was no longer an idiot in life. He was no longer a useless person who only knew how to sing and play the piano. Now, Da Hua was also an adult who could take care of others, work, and take care of himself. Although he was still as childish as a child in front of Teacher He and Lu Fei, compared to many other artists, Da Hua had done very, very well.
After Miss He finished making the bed, the three girls also finished washing up and walked into the room. Miss He sprayed a little perfume above the girls' bed, making the air in the room fresher and more pleasant. As soon as Miss He saw the girls come in, she immediately began to praise the small room she lived in.
"It's really comfortable here. Look, the blankets are all laid out. I'm not lying to you. It's really very, very restrictive. And look, look at this kang bed!" As he spoke, Teacher He pulled up the corner of the quilt and asked the girls to come over and touch it. Because Da Hua had already started the fire, the kang bed was now warm.
After the girls touched it, they were full of admiration and made all kinds of exclamations. Da Hua heard that they were feeling his great achievements in the room, so he rushed in and asked, "Is it warm? Is it warm? "
The girls nodded. Teacher He said, "Yes, Dahua, you did well. It's very warm. Dahua, keep up the good work!"
Hearing that, Da Hua worked harder. He walked out of the room without looking back, then continued to fiddle with the fire.
However, when it was close to bed, the girls encountered another problem. Because they were all athletes, they started to exercise and take calcium supplements from childhood, so they were much taller than ordinary people.
Moreover, the room was very small, so the three girls had to squeeze on one bed to sleep. Although it wasn't very crowded horizontally, they were very tall, so the bed wasn't high enough for them to fully stretch their bodies, which became a special problem.
Sun Xiaoqing didn't give up and tried to climb up. The result was as expected. Her body was on top, but her feet could only be exposed outside. It was really frustrating!
Miss He couldn't think of any other way to help the three girls, so she walked out of the room with her teacher and asked Lu Fei, who was chopping firewood, for advice.
Before Lu Fei could answer, Teacher He saw Da Hua standing by the window and exhaling a lot of air on the glass. Then, he used his hand to draw a heart shape one after another. It was so hot that the girls in the room screamed.
Lu Fei picked up a spray bottle and sprayed He Xianhua's hair like a flower. He didn't want Da Hua to be lazy. Miss He said to Da Hua on the other side, "Da Hua, let's collect the millet. Otherwise, we won't have noodles to eat tomorrow!"
Since it was related to everyone's food and clothing, Da Hua could only obediently go and collect the millet with Miss He. Da Hua immediately took a shovel and a sieve to dry the millet from the tool room.
Lu Fei said, "I'll shovel, you two sieve!" This division of labor was very clear, and it immediately got Miss He and He Xianhua's approval. The three of them began to work hard.
Miss He almost broke down when she heard such a question. She didn't want to answer Da Hua's stupid question at all. However, since Da Hua was a foreigner, Lu Fei said, "Yes, of course it can be eaten. It's the millet porridge we had in the morning. The one on the right is the millet!"
The strength of the three working together was very great, so they quickly sifted the millet. That way, the task assigned by the program team would be completed. Tomorrow, they would be able to eat delicious noodles. The three of them happily washed up and returned to the house.
Da Hua couldn't help but admire the magic of nature. These things that looked like straws were ground and sieved to become the millet porridge they had in the morning. It was really incredible. If it wasn't for this program, Da Hua felt that he might not have known that the millet originally looked like this in his life.
It was so difficult for the farmer uncle to harvest the millet grain one by one. In the future, he would definitely not waste food because every grain on the plate was hard work! Not only would Da Hua not do that, when he went back, he would tell his family and friends not to waste food. He would also call on his fans to cherish food and respect the fruits of everyone's labor. This was the best way to do it. "Yes, yes, yes."
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