The children having returned, a smile lit up the woman's face. She took out a rough earthenware bowl from the cupboard and ladled the cooked vegetables from the pot into it.,Thinking about it, Yan Xiaosi had no choice but to often go to the pond a mile away from the village to catch fish and roast them for eating. So he ran out of the village.,Just now, when this broom star didn't lie on the ground, it scared him out of his wits.。