PFC Chapter 291 The Art of Making Fire
Chapter 291 The Art of Making Fire
We warmly invited the kind old lady into the cozy nursery. As soon as the children saw her, they excitedly gathered around her, each one looking up with innocent little faces, and calling out in unison in their tender, sweet voices, "Grandma!" These kind calls seemed to transform into rays of warm sunshine, shining directly into the old lady's heart.
The old lady was stunned for a moment, then her eyes gradually became moist, with tears welling up in them. She stretched out her trembling hands and gently stroked the children's cute little heads, so excited that she couldn't even speak.
From that day on, the old lady became the most popular guest at the kindergarten. She often arrived with a variety of materials and tools, patiently teaching the children how to create beautiful handicrafts. Sometimes they made colorful paper cranes, sometimes lifelike flowers, and sometimes tiny, exquisite animal models... Each piece was unique and interesting.
Under the grandmother's meticulous guidance, the children not only learned new skills but also developed a strong sense of creativity and imagination. The entire kindergarten became more lively and filled with laughter. This is no longer just a simple place for learning, but a magical castle surrounded by endless love.
Here, every child is bathed in the sunshine of love, growing up healthily and happily. Their smiles are as bright as flowers blooming in spring, and their eyes sparkle with curiosity and love for the world. And as the guardian of this wonderful paradise, I am filled with joy and pride. I know I shoulder a heavy responsibility to nurture each and every child with my heart, ensuring that this love continues forever.
Time flows like a gurgling stream, and in the blink of an eye, we've arrived at the Great Snow solar term. Although Ceres is known for its spring-like weather year-round, a slight chill can still be felt in the early mornings and evenings. When the snow arrived, we asked the lovely children what they wanted to eat, and they all replied in unison, "We want mutton soup!" After all, that steaming, delicious mutton soup warms you up, as if you were enveloped in the warmth of the sun.
Upon hearing this, I quickly contacted the breeding base and ordered a carefully prepared, fat lamb. The next morning, at first light, I rushed to the nursery. The moment I stepped inside, I couldn't help but laugh—the children were already dressed in their dainty chef uniforms, looking like a group of professional little chefs.
They excitedly tugged at my clothes and led me into the cozy little kitchen. As I stepped through the threshold, the first thing I saw was a large pot full of neatly cut fresh lamb. The meat exuded an enticing aroma, as if heralding the arrival of a delicious feast.
At that moment, two little guys, Vaughn and Abel, trotted over and pulled Lotta, Rei, and me to the kitchen island, motioning for us to sit down comfortably. Then, Vaughn, with his childlike face, said solemnly, "Teachers, you can all take a rest this morning. We'll be making the mutton soup!" Before he'd finished speaking, he released my hand and, turning around, he and Abel dashed back to the children's group.
I turned to look at Lotta, who looked a little worried. I patted her soft little hand and said soothingly with a smile, "Don't worry, let these clever little guys show off their skills! They might even bring us unexpected surprises."
Lotta relaxed after hearing what I said. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I went to the office to get my hover camera and started a livestream of the children's busy lives. The title of the livestream was "Kindergarten Chef's Homemade Lamb Soup."
Netizens flocked to the live broadcast room, with comments scrolling incessantly. "Wow, these kids are so cute!" "They can cook at such a young age!" The children had clear divisions of labor, some chopping vegetables, others boiling water, and they were all busy and happy.
While there were a few minor mishaps, overall, everything went smoothly. For example, the wood stove wouldn't light no matter how hard the children tried. Seeing those adorable little faces blackened by smoke, resembling tiny kittens, we, the audience, and the viewers in the livestream couldn't help but burst out laughing. But then, thinking about not hurting the children, everyone quickly suppressed their smiles, only keeping a slight upward tilt at the corners of their mouths.
The children continued to struggle with the wood stove, unable to light it successfully. Seeing this, I quickly adjusted the angle of the hover camera, carefully ensuring that the lens could not capture my face, before confidently stepping forward.
Walking up to the children, I softly asked, "Hey, kids, when you lit the wood stove twice before, did you really observe what Teacher Sui Sui did?" However, when I asked, each child lowered their heads and remained silent. Seeing this, I understood—they must not have paid much attention. Meanwhile, netizens in the livestream room chimed in, saying, "Oh, it's just a fire to light the wood!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but shake my head, thinking: How can it be that simple? If it were that easy, the children would have figured it out long ago.
"The person above, you say that so lightly! Don't you see that my baby Vaughan has tried to light the fire several times, but just can't light it?" The person who spoke complained anxiously.
"Don't be impatient, children. Let me explain it to you slowly. First of all, we must make full preparations before we light the fire. Small firewood and easily flammable paper are essential. Of course, it would be even better if we could prepare some alcohol blocks as fire starter."
As Teacher Sui Sui spoke, she picked up a match and lightly struck it, lighting the kindling beside her. Then she carefully placed it in the stove and added a handful of thin firewood.
"Look, the fire is now beginning to stabilize. Next, we can continue to add some small firewood into it, but remember not to add too much each time. Just now, when baby Vaughn was lighting the fire, it was almost successful once, but just after the fire started, baby, you added a lot of large pieces of firewood at once, and ended up filling the entire stove chamber, leaving no space at all." Teacher Sui Sui explained patiently.
Then I said earnestly, "There's an old saying: 'Be a person with a solid heart, and light a fire with a hollow heart.' It means we must be sincere and honest, and never engage in false pretenses or deception. And when you light a fire, you need to leave some space for air to circulate, so that the flames can burn brighter and stronger. If you just stuff all the firewood into the stove without leaving even a sliver of space, then the fire will definitely not start."
After hearing what I said, Abel said seriously: "Teacher Sui Sui, you see, if we add too much firewood into the stove, the air will not be able to circulate well, and then it will be difficult for the fire to burn." As he spoke, he used his hands to gesture to explain the principle.
"Yes, Abel is absolutely right!" I smiled and nodded to him, expressing my approval and praise for his point of view. Then, I personally gave everyone a correct demonstration, showing in detail how to properly place the firewood to ensure a strong fire and continuous burning.
After completing the demonstration, I slowly stepped aside and handed the control panel over to the students so they could try it themselves. Meanwhile, the live studio was bustling with activity.
"Oh my, I didn't expect that even burning wood and firewood could contain so much knowledge!"
"That's right, Teacher Sui Sui is really knowledgeable!"
The flood of comments was overwhelming, and I was very pleased to see such enthusiastic comments. So I selected some representative questions and patiently answered them one by one.