Ji Zhile and Ji Ningyi followed the sound and watched. A girl with short hair and a rose-red T-shirt stood next to them, looking at them curiously.
Pei Jing said: “I dig potatoes.”
The girl said, “Stop digging. We have some at home. I’ll give you a few.”
“No, Grandma has planted it.” Pei Jing refused.
The girl came over, looked at Ji Ningyi and Ji Zhile, and asked Pei Jing, “Are they your friends?”
Ji Zhile was an enthusiastic child and immediately introduced himself: “Yes, we are Brother Pei Jing’s best friends. My name is Ji Zhile, and this is my brother, Ji Ningyi.”
The girl said: “My name is Yang Yue. What are you digging potatoes for?”
Pei Jing said: “We want to roast the potatoes.”
Yang Yue said: “I have sweet potatoes at home. Let’s roast them together. I have a lot of sweet potatoes at home.”
As soon as he heard about the food, Ji Zhile looked at Pei Jing eagerly. He was now at Pei Jing’s home, so of course, he wanted Pei Jing to make a decision.
Pei Jing said: “Okay, if you bring out the sweet potatoes, your Grandma won’t blame you, right?”
“Of course not!”
Pei Jing dug up the potatoes, Yang Yue brought a few sweet potatoes, and a few children picked up firewood in the wasteland to make a fire. Then, they threw the sweet potatoes into it.
Ji Zhile looked at it expectantly: “I don’t know when I can eat it.”
“We have to wait at least twenty minutes,” Pei Jing said.
During this time, several children were chatting together. Although they came from different places, they could all talk about those topics with great interest.
Yang Yue studied in a small school in the village where Pei Jing studied. The two families were close to each other.
But Pei Jing was busy working with his grandmother to make money, so he didn’t have many friends and could only talk to his grandmother. This time, Yang Yue wanted to participate in their activities, and Pei Jing felt a little puzzled.
Yang Yue gave the answer: “We all find it strange that you have a guest at your house, drove a car, and still brought two children with you.”
However, Yang Yue felt that it was more pleasant to get along with them. They didn’t curse, and they were all good-looking.
During the conversation, the potatoes were cooked. Pei Jing used a stick to pick up the potatoes. Yang Yue took the lead in reaching out to take them and hissed by the fire. She quickly threw the potatoes away and put her hand in front of her mouth to blow on it.
Ji Ningyi hurriedly asked: “Is it burning?”
“Rinse with cold water.” Ji Ningyi had a basic understanding of this. He ran to the faucet, called Yang Yue over, asked her to put her hand under the faucet, and turned on the faucet to rinse her hands.
Yang Yue hurriedly retracted her hand and said, “No need, it’s a waste of water.”
Ji Ningyi said: “It will be more troublesome if you get burned.”
When he spoke, he was so serious that people couldn’t help but be convinced. Yang Yue stayed for two seconds. Then, she put her hand under the faucet and washed it with cold water.
She just took the baked potatoes, so her fingers were a little dirty. She couldn’t help but curl it up.
As soon as Ji Ningyi turned off the faucet, he found that Yang Yue’s fingertips were not red, so he asked her, “Does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt.”
Ji Ningyi said: “That’s good. There should be no burns. The potatoes are only cooked and hot. They need to cool for a while before we can take it.”
As soon as Ji Ningyi finished saying this, he looked over and saw that Ji Zhile had already wrapped the potatoes in paper and tried to tear the skin off. He only tore a little and then stopped. He blew it with his mouth, which seemed a little hot, and then continued to tear.
“Zhile!” Ji Ningyi was about to get angry.
Ji Zhile ran over with potatoes in his hands. He had already torn half of the potato skins off. He raised his hands and smiled sweetly: “Brother, try it.”
Ji Ningyi’s anger disappeared immediately. He sighed softly: “Don’t do this next time, or you will burn your hands. It doesn’t matter if you eat it later.”
“Does your hand hurt?”
Ji Zhile stretched out his hand and turned it around in front of Ji Ning: “It doesn’t hurt at all.”
Ji Ningyi took the peeled potatoes from Ji Zhile, broke them in half with his hands, and gave half to Ji Zhile. His own half was divided into three parts, one for Pei Jing, one for Yang Yue, and one for him.
Yang Yue took it, a little embarrassed: “Thank you.”
Pei Jing felt a little strange, because in his village, children were not polite at all. That was also the case with adults, who always liked to use curse words when speaking. Children naturally learned it, and politeness became a rare thing.
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Today, I want to hear your voice about certain issues.
If you guys read my other translation ‘Dressed as The Villain’s Mother’, you should notice that it will be finished soon.
So, I want to replace its schedule, which is every day, with other translations. The candidates are below.
A. After Participating in Intern Parents Variety Show with Movie Empress Mother (Every Saturday & Sunday)
B. My Dad is the Male Protagonist in a Stepmother-Era Story (Every Thursday, Tuesday, & Saturday)
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