I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Qin Hong: …

Meng Chang: …

After Mo Yan showed disdain for the two, he did not forget to use vines to build a frame for an oven.

Then he pointed to the mud on one side and said, "Okay, your task now is to dig out the soil, add water to it, make it into thin mud, and then smear it on these vines, wrapping all the vines in it, and make it more secure!"

"Uh, okay, okay."

The two of them nodded repeatedly, they really were here to do the hard labor.

"Go ask my father-in-law for the tools in the kitchen."

"Hey, okay!"

After a while, Pei Mingren came over with a shovel and a spade.

I didn’t see Pei Guoping.

Mo Yan glanced at them indifferently and said nothing.

After knowing what Mo Yan was planning to do, Pei Mingren, although he was a lazy man in the past, had taken care of the fields and crops, made mud bricks, and built houses.

So as soon as he saw the shape of the vines, combined with Mo Yan's requirements relayed by Qin Hong, he immediately knew how dry and thin the mud had to be.

It's amazing. Although they were all laborers, with the addition of a skilled laborer, the three big men only took half an hour to mix the mud to the perfect degree of dryness and wetness.

The remaining work is to paste the soil onto the vine structure.

"Comrade Mo Yan, we need to dry this over a fire later. By then, the vines inside might die."

"Don't worry, it's just a fire for baking cookies. It won't burn my vines to death."

Mo Yan was not worried at all. The vines were wrapped in the soil in the middle. She would control the temperature and only dry the kiln without damaging the vines inside.

Another thing is, even if it was really dried up, the vine inside was just a vine that was born out of necessity, not her half-lived little green vine, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

When Qin Hong and Meng Chang heard what Mo Yan said, they knew that they might have misunderstood.

This vine is not the companion vine of Comrade Mo Yan's plant ability, but just an ordinary one, so they feel relieved.

In fact, they are just worrying too much. Comrade Mo Yan's ability is many times higher than theirs, but why do they always want to worry about Comrade Mo Yan for him? Is this another kind of know-it-all problem?

The three of them were working hard here.

Pei Zaizai upstairs woke up at some point.

Then I stood upstairs and watched the adults playing in the mud below.

The little guy felt a little aggrieved, "Mom, why didn't you call me when you were playing in the mud?"

"Playing in the mud? Niuniu, we are not playing in the mud, we are——"

Qin Hong and Meng Chang looked at their hands full of mud with an aggrieved look on their faces. They wanted to say, "Are they not playing, little princess? Can't you see? We are building an oven for you to bake cookies!"

Before she could finish her words, Pei Zaizai pouted and shouted, "Mom, Zaizai wants to play too!"

"It's cold, and the soil is cold."

Mo Yan didn't want the cub to play? That's because the weather is not suitable for the cub to play in the mud outdoors.

"So the cubs can't play?"

Pei Zaizai showed a little disappointed look on his face.

What can Mo Yan say? It's just playing in the mud! The little cub's wish must be fulfilled!

"Of course my baby can play if he wants to! Come on, come down, mommy will heat up this mud ball, and then let me play with it, okay?"

"Wow! That's great! Long live mom."

Pei Zaizai immediately jumped up and cheered, and then asked, "Mom, can Xiaohua play with us?"

"Xiaohua is still sleeping!"

"Yeah! Should I go wake up sister Xiaohua?"

"No, the little cub needs plenty of sleep. Sister Xiaohua is younger than you, she needs to sleep."

"Well, then I'll come down and play by myself. But if Xiaohua wakes up later and sees that Zizi is not around, she'll be scared. Mom, let's put Xiaohua in the quilt and bring her down, and let her sleep next to us, okay? I'll play mine, and Xiaohua will sleep hers."

"Okay, it's all up to you!"

As Mo Yan spoke, she went upstairs. After a while, she used a warm blanket to wrap Xiaohua tightly and brought her down.

Then put it on a lounge chair under the porch.

There were columns and a blanket, so the wind didn't blow. Mo Yan was afraid that it wasn't warm enough, so she called out, "Jinmao!"

Immediately, the familiar black Angora rabbit appeared from somewhere in the house.

Mo Yan pointed at Xiaohua in the quilt and said, "Jinmao, keep an eye on Xiaohua and don't let her fall!"

"Jiji!"

After the black Angora rabbit finished chirping, it jumped lightly onto the recliner and did not leave. It just lay down next to Xiaohua's blanket.

She looked like she was taking close care of the baby.

No matter how many times they have seen this scene, Qin Hong and Meng Chang always feel that it makes their eyes warm and that the picture of humans and animals living in harmony is truly beautiful.

"Jinmao, you are awesome!"

Pei Zaizai also walked over, touched the Angora rabbit's head and praised it.

Jinmao immediately raised her head, stuck out her black tongue, and gently licked the palm of Zizi's hand, indicating that she was very happy and well behaved.

"Mom, now I don't have to worry about my little sister Xiaohua anymore. I want to play in the mud now."

"Okay, then mommy will get you a basin with some soil, heat it up, and let the baby play with it."

"Mom, I want to play with Uncle Qin and Uncle Meng. Don't play alone. It's not fun to play alone. Uncle Qin, what are you building? Let's build together!"

"Uh, this is an oven for baking cookies for the kids!"

"Oven?" Pei Zaizai looked at this thing in surprise. The oven in her mind was a normal electrical appliance from later generations, a rectangular appliance about the same size as a microwave oven!

There is absolutely no way to connect the prototype of this thing in front of me with an oven.

"Yes, this is a small semi-sealed kiln built using traditional methods. It is called an oven because it is so small, similar to a larger stove."

Qin Hong now actively began to educate Pei Zaizai, aiming to tell her that they were not really playing in the mud, but were doing serious work!

"Mom, now that this stove is built, can it really bake cookies?"

"Mom hasn't tried it either, so it should be possible."

Mo Yan was indeed unsure, after all, she had never tried it before. But even if the stove didn't work, she still had fire abilities, so it was just baking some cookies, right? Could it be difficult for her?

Mo Yan's heart was not empty at all.

Zizi looked at the mud, but finally gave in to the urge to play with it, so she handed over the baked cookies. After all, she had no shortage of cookies to eat, but she didn't have many opportunities to play with mud because it was too dirty. She was a good child, and good children shouldn't make themselves too dirty.

Well, it just so happens that Uncle Qin and Uncle Meng and other adults are also playing today, so even if she just joins in, she won't be considered a dirty kid, yes, that's it.

Thinking of this, Zi Zi immediately said, "No matter if it's possible or not, let's just try it together."