I remember in a cold winter, our whole family warmed up and chatted around the stove. A stream of warm air kept blowing on my face, which made me forget the cold, but how boring it was to just warm up around the stove! At this time, I came up with a "bad" idea, haha, baked sweet potatoes! Why don't you eat baked sweet potatoes while the fire is burning? So, while the adults were preparing lunch, I sneaked into grandma's room, took out a few fist-sized sweet potatoes, and then pretended to return to the fire as if nothing had happened. I used a thin iron bar to pick up some carbon blocks in the stove, carefully buried the sweet potato, and put some red carbon blocks on the sweet potato. After more than ten minutes, I estimated that the sweet potato was ripe, so I used an iron bar to push the charcoal away and took it out. I found a piece of cardboard to wrap some sweet potatoes, ran to the backyard, hid them in a corner, and hurried to find my cousins. They didn't know what I was selling in the gourd. Look together, I open the cardboard, it's all different. Sweet potato! "Although the sweet potato was still warm, everyone couldn't help it. They swarmed in, grabbed the sweet potato, peeled it and ate it with relish.
Soon, we "destroyed" the sweet potato, and everyone played hide-and-seek without washing their faces. When my mother invited us to dinner, she couldn't help laughing when she saw us like this. She found a mirror to show me: ah, who is the person inside! His face is covered with not only sweet potato skins, but also charcoal, which makes his cousin feel even more funny: his mouth is black, and two pieces of sweet potato skins are just stuck under his nose, like two moustaches. "Ha ……" In a burst of happy laughter, he attracted his grandparents and them. ...
Ah, childhood is like a stream, running to the sea day after day. I miss my childhood in the countryside.