The little one was almost falling asleep while waiting, but because she was hungry, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Her little mouth was pouted unhappily, showing that the little fairy was unhappy.
"Wait a little longer, it will be ready soon!" Lin Yi comforted her with a few words and continued to fiddle with the sweet potato inside with the tongs.
One of the smaller sweet potatoes was already cooked, so I took it out.
A burst of fragrance wafted into the little guy's nose, and his eyes lit up and he swallowed.
The sweet potato was very hot, but Lin Yi didn't feel it, so when Guoguo wanted to bang it, Lin Yi stopped him in time.
"It'll be ready soon. Daddy'll peel it for you!" Lin Yi gently peeled off the blackened skin of the sweet potato, revealing the tender and sweet roasted sweet potato flesh inside.
The little guy stretched his neck, his little nostrils flaring, looking like he really wanted to eat.
Lin Yi deliberately waved the sweet potato in front of the little guy. The little guy anxiously grabbed Lin Yi's hands with both hands and opened his little mouth to eat the sweet potato.
Lin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He held the sweet potato and let Guoguo have a taste.
After eating it, Guoguo felt it was soft and sweet. He liked it so much that he ate it in big mouthfuls.
"Don't worry, there's more. Be careful not to choke!" Lin Yi said as he found a large porcelain bowl and poured a bowl of boiled water. Sure enough, the little guy choked on the food and kept burping, but he didn't slow down at all in eating the sweet potato.
“Drink some water!”
The little guy took a sip of the water, and Lin Yi helped Guoguo cure his hiccups at the same time.
The little guy continued to eat happily.
Lin Yi also took one and started eating it.
After eating and drinking, the father and daughter went to bed.
The next morning, experts from the city came to check whether the various data in the hot spring complied with national regulations.
Lin Yi took the little guy to the market.
March 25th of every year is the market day in Rong County.
On this day, all the men, women, young and old in the village will go to the county to join in the fun.
As there are only three such markets a year, they are large in scale and attract a lot of people.
Ordinary cars cannot drive into the city at all and have to park outside the city.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Lin Yi drove his car and picked up a few people from the village and headed straight to Rong County.
Rong County is not far from here, and we will be outside the city in twenty minutes.
There is a special parking space outside the city. Lin Yi parked the car and took Guoguo to the market.
When I first arrived in the city, I saw many people selling hoes, sickles, shovels and the like. These were all made at home and brought to the county town to sell.
Small hawking stalls were lined up from one end of the city to the other, with various hawking sounds coming one after another.
I visited several stalls in a row and saw that some were selling means of production, some were selling pesticides and fertilizers, and even rat poison.
The little guy was originally very interested, but suddenly he felt a little bored and frowned.
At this moment, the little guy's eyes lit up, and he wanted to jump out of Lin Yi's arms. He pointed at a stall and said, "Daddy, that one."
Lin Yi took a closer look and found that it was actually a sugar painting stall.
This is an old skill. Not many people know how to do it now. It involves blowing brown sugar, white sugar, etc. into the shapes of small animals.
For example, the Monkey King or the twelve zodiac signs. City kids like Guoguo rarely see such things.
So it was very novel, my eyes were sparkling and I couldn't bear to look away.
Because there were so many people buying, Lin Yi had to wait in line holding the little one.
When Lin Yi thought of the sugar man, he couldn't help but think of an old grandfather who used to live next door in the village.
Lin Yi once admired the old man like Guo Guo, and even learned how to blow sugar figures for a few days.