Gabriel Sinclair didn't say anything, just stood there stunned for who knows how long.
Just then, the straw caught fire. Chloe Sinclair cleared a hollow space in the center, then looked up and said, "Gabriel, hand me a few sticks every now and then."
With that, she stood up and began placing all the chopped vegetables in front of her.
As she was about to start cooking, she added worriedly, "Don't let the fire go out."
Yarrow Province was humid year-round, making firewood difficult to burn.
Chloe Sinclair wanted to add a few more instructions, but seeing the look on Gabriel's face, she decided against it. Just reminding him not to let the fire go out would have to be enough.
'When it came to her brother, she absolutely couldn't have high expectations.'
In the dead of winter, a light snow had begun to fall over the village elementary school.
Inside the kitchen, Chloe Sinclair continuously stirred the vegetables in the large wok.
