Farming Plans

The potatoes and sweet potatoes were hot when she brought them out. She blew on them and said, "Be careful, everyone. They're still hot."

Lin Dahua smiled. "My hands have gotten used to getting scorched. I'm not afraid of a little heat."

At home, she had grown accustomed to using her bare hands to remove food from the pot after cooking. As a result, her hands had grown somewhat numb to high temperatures.

She took a sweet potato and blew on it. Then she peeled its skin with her bare hands, revealing the red insides that dripped with oil. "It reminds me of an egg yolk. It must be delicious."

She took a bite as she spoke. She tasted its sweetness and smiled, saying, "Wow, it's so good!"

Lin Dahua did not mind how hot it was and ate a few mouthfuls in a row. Everyone knew how delicious it was just by looking at her expression. The group looked hungry, but their sweet potatoes were still hot.