He opened the door and searched for a long time outside. Finally, he found a lighter on the windowsill, the one he had left here.
He took the lighter in and pressed it. There was no fire. He pressed it again. When the flame came out, he almost didn’t throw the lighter on the ground. He thought.., this thing was really good. If he took it back and lit a fire, it would not be so troublesome. The villagers now used matches, and the villagers were used to borrowing a fire, they did not need to go to someone’s stove to borrow a fire or something.
He gritted his teeth and struck the lighter again. The first time he was afraid, but the second time, it was much better. He tried it a few times in a row, and it was easy to use. Of course, he was not so afraid.
