Farmer's Winemaking Girl

"Yiyi, is the meal ready?" A loud voice asked questions from inside the house. Liu Yiyi, who was lighting the fire in the kitchen without looking up, raised her voice by half a tone and responded: "Hurry, mother, just wait a moment!" "Okay, be careful, don't get burned again!" At this time, a small melon seed was lifted up from the earthen stove. The plain little face heard the nagging of concern and remembered his own embarrassment. The pale cheeks were stained with a faint blush. He shouted in his tender voice: "I know, mother!" I don't know what I'm looking at...