I was born in the countryside
When I was a child
At that time, every household
The conditions were very poor
Winter cooking
Most of them use large stoves
The bellows is whirring
The pull rods are polished and polished
Back and forth
Being pulled out and sent in
The wind licked the flames
The fire was burning brightly
It made the face turn red
< p> Sometimes my mother stir-fries the vegetablesSometimes she cooks the batter
I look at my mother’s face from a close distance
Irrelevant questions
My mother sometimes doesn’t care about me
I nodded my head
I’m not bored either
Thinking about it Enjoying maternal love
At that time, I loved competing with my brother to light the fire
For those with better conditions
< p> Buy some loose coalMake some handmade briquettes by yourself
Use the briquette stove to boil water for cooking
You can also keep warm in the main room at night
A family gathered around
The suet in the pot squeaked
Lard spit out
Golden oily meat
Stewed cabbage, tofu and vermicelli
Eat deliciously and warm
Winter fire
Bring the family together
Make family ties stronger
The brighter the fire, the more prosperous your life will be