"Hey~~~"
Inya shouted at the back of the sweet potato: "Are you coming back for dinner? If not, I, I'm going out to play~~"
Uncle shut himself away for three days, leaving Inya in charge of the sweet potato's daily life.
But now, the sweet potato had run off.
"Alright."
Inya glanced at the radish in her hand, then crunched down on a bite: "Don't waste, if you don't eat, I will."
"Xiao Bai, do you want some?"
"Can't we roast it?"
"..."
Inya held the radish she had bitten into, a moment of surprise crossing her face, followed quickly by delight: "Xiao Bai, you really are a clever little devil, I've never roasted radishes before!"
Bai Yino: "Shall we try?"
"Let's go for it!"
And so, the two girls burrowed into the broken-down stable, repurposing the shattered wooden shed as firewood.
Soon, billowing black smoke rose, and the barbecue was underway.