Chen Pingsan left in a hurry and headed towards Daqiao Village after leaving the town.

Song Yunyi followed him from a distance and saw that he went to Chen Dadong's house first after leaving the village, whispered a few words to Chen Dadong, and then quickly left.

Song Yun continued to follow and found that Chen Pingsan went to two other families in the village. He also whispered a few words to the head of the family and left. She silently took note of these two families.

Not long after Chen Pingsan left, he came out again and left Daqiao Village directly and went to the neighboring Shuiqiao Village.

Song Yun followed and took notes all the way, writing down all the houses that Chen Pingsan had visited. There were quite a lot of them, five nearby villages, and nineteen households in each village.

After notifying everyone, Chen Ping went to Daqiao Village. He looked around from time to time, feeling strange in his heart, as if someone was staring at him, and his back felt creepy, but he didn't find anything suspicious.

When Song Yunyi arrived at the educated youth center, it was already dark. The educated youth there were having dinner. When they saw Song Yunyi coming, someone asked curiously, "Song Yunyi, I heard that you took sick leave today. Are you okay?"

Song Yun smiled weakly, "I'm feeling much better after the injection."

Liang Yuhang glanced at the uneaten dishes on the table. There should still be some rice in the pot. Seeing Song Yun's frail appearance, he felt really bad for her and said, "Song Zhiqing, why don't you have dinner with us? I don't think you're in good spirits, so don't cook."

Before Song Yun could refuse, she heard Xu Fengying yelling, "How can we have any extra food here? We don't even have enough to eat ourselves."

The others didn't say anything. It was obvious that they all agreed with what Xu Fengying said. There were still dishes on the table. They were not leftovers from their meals, but they had not finished eating. In this February, there were no leftovers. There was not enough to eat every day.

Song Yun could feel Liang Yuhang's kindness. She ignored Xu Fengying's rolling eyes and said to Liang Yuhang, "Thank you. I made the food myself." After that, she went into the house.

Liang Yuhang thought Song Yun was just putting on a show. She hadn't been out all day, so how could she possibly eat? Quickly finishing his own meal, Liang Yuhang went inside, took out two egg cakes from his suitcase, and knocked on the door of Song Yun's utility room. "Song Zhiqing."

Song Yun opened the door and saw Liang Yuhang. She smiled and asked, "Liang Zhiqing, is there anyone here?"

Liang Yuhang handed the egg cake to Song Yun. "My cousin asked someone to bring this to me. It's fresh. Eat it. When you're sick, you should supplement your nutrition. This way you'll get better faster."

Song Yun didn't want to refuse her kindness, so she smiled and took it, "Wait a moment."

She turned and went into the house, taking out two large steamed buns from the storage compartment. Although the buns were cold, they were very soft and exuded an enticing wheat aroma.

Song Yun stuffed the steamed bun into Liang Yuhang's hand and said, "I made this myself. Try it."

Liang Yuhang was stuffed with two big steamed buns made of pure white flour in his hands. Only then did he realize that when Song Zhiqing said he had food, he was not forcing himself, but really had food.

Liang Yuhang took the white flour steamed bun and brought it over. The educated youth who had just finished their meal and were chatting at the table saw it and their eyes widened. Especially Xu Fengying, her voice was particularly sharp, "Where did you get the steamed bun? It's so big, and it's made of white flour." As she said this, she swallowed her saliva. The steamed bun looked delicious.

Liang Yuhang smiled and said, "I thought Song Zhiqing had nothing to eat, so I gave her two egg cakes. But she made steamed buns herself and forced two on me." After saying that, she took the steamed buns and went into the house, without any intention of sharing them with anyone.

When Xu Fengying heard that the steamed buns belonged to Song Yun, she curled her lips and said, "I've always said that Song Zhiqing has a problem with his thinking. He hides some food and doesn't show any solidarity with his comrades."

No one responded to her, after all, everyone wanted to save face.

Just now Liang Yuhang suggested that Song Zhiqing eat some of their food, but none of them agreed. How could they have the nerve to accuse him of eating alone now?

Xu Fengying was so greedy for the white flour steamed buns, and she was so shameless that she ran to knock on Song Yun's door, wanting to ask Song Yun for a steamed bun. As you can imagine, Song Yun didn't even open the door.