Su Binglan could not help but sniff the air and exclaim, "That smells so good!" She had just eaten, but the oil smell made her want to eat more.
Shen Qiuhua and Su Fengmao had finished cooking. At this time, the whole family was sitting on the brick bed, peeling corn.
The weather was cold, and Shen Qiuhua tidied up the corn she did not have time to peel before placing them in the courtyard. She peeled the corn to harvest food at the mill.
Even though the autumn harvest had ended, and they entered the free season, the family still had many things to do. Still, they were not in a hurry, as the family could do these tasks whenever they had free time.
Shen Qiuhua heard footsteps and got down from the brick bed. "Binglan is home. I'll get the food now so that we can have dinner."
"Father, mother, haven't you guys eaten yet?"
"We waited for you to eat together," Shen Qiuhua replied.
