"Is the spicy chicken leg burger delicious?"

Wen Qinghe nodded, then paused abruptly.

!

Ugh, this is killing me.

How does he know everything?!

They've even learned how to get information out of people...

I don't know where he saw it, but he knew it was junk food.

Every time he saw her eating with relish, the man's brow furrowed so deeply he could kill a fly.

Fortunately, he wouldn't know that she had actually eaten a strawberry ice cream.

Yan Xiao finished the last bite of rice.

He took the water bottle from the basket and tilted his head back to gulp down a few mouthfuls.

A superior jawline is raised, and a prominent Adam's apple slides up and down.

From Wen Qinghe's perspective, whether it's true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder or not, she found the way a man drinks water incredibly sexy.

Just as he was thinking this, Yan Xiao suddenly leaned close.

As Wen Qinghe watched the face grow ever larger, she subconsciously held her breath.

Yan Xiao's nostrils flared.

Strawberry flavor. Creamy aroma.

.

very good.

This little guy even ate ice cream!

He chuckled inwardly, realizing that she really did take every opportunity to indulge her stomach.

He simply didn't cook one meal.

Yan Xiao took a deep breath and lightly bit the girl's lips as punishment.

"Baby, be good..."

Wen Qinghe covered her lips, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to them.

She glanced at him, her expression a mixture of reproach and coquettishness.

"We're still outside! Why are you biting me!"

Yan Xiao froze, if it weren't for the inappropriate occasion.

He really wanted to carry the person home immediately and put them on the bed.

Let her see who bites the best.

Today's pants are made of stiff, loose fabric, so I won't embarrass myself in public.

Yan Xiao closed his eyes briefly, suppressing the surging darkness within them.

In a hoarse voice, she said, "Baby, you can take a nap when we get back."

Wen Qinghe: "???"

Before she could understand his nonsensical words, Aunt Guihua, who had just delivered the cornbread, was already calling her.

Yan Xiao put the empty lunchbox into the basket, worried that she would get tired carrying it all the way.

"I'll take these back later. You and Aunt Guihua should go back first. The road is slippery, so be careful."

Wen Qinghe: The task of delivering the food is done. Let him take the basket if he wants.

"Oh, then I'll head back now?"

Yan Xiao reluctantly lowered his head; this was the first time his wife had brought him food.

I really wanted to steal a kiss on my wife's lips, but Aunt Guihua was still watching.

He could only say gently, "Yes, watch your step, go slowly."

Wen Qinghe's eyebrows curved into a smile, and she almost burst out laughing.

Yan Xiao's gaze, which was pressed against her lips, was almost scalding, and the resentment emanating from him seemed to solidify.

She scratched the inside of the man's arm with her small hand. Then she turned and gracefully walked towards Aunt Guihua.

Yan Xiao's lips curled into a smile.

--

This continuous heavy rain is more severe than last year's, covering a larger area.

The entire area south of North China turned into a vast, yellow ocean.

All the crops were submerged in water.

Even Feng Dabing was the first to clear the canals and release water into the fields.

Everyone harvested what they could from the fields; almost everyone pitched in.

Less than 100 jin (50 kg) could be harvested.

Most of it is silt and sand.

When Feng Dabing went to the town for a meeting to report the situation, all the other production team leaders in the commune looked worried.

Feng Dabing knew that the situation was not optimistic.

He wanted to speak up and try to get more compensation for his team, but seeing everyone's situation, he held back and didn't say anything.

I'm going to listen to what the other production team leaders have to say. Anyway, no matter what, their production team is bound to be the worst off.

The commune director walked in carrying several stacks of papers and saw that the village team leaders sitting around the long table all had worried expressions on their faces.

Before he could even sit down, everyone rushed to report on the disaster situation in their own villages.

A room of less than 20 square meters was filled with more than a dozen people.

You chime in, I chime in: your village is miserable, but mine is even worse.

Everyone was talking at once; even during the Spring Festival, the supply and marketing cooperative wasn't this noisy.

Zhang Jianguo, the commune director, who had just returned from a meeting in the county, frowned, feeling extremely troubled.

He raised his voice and said, "Quiet down, all of you! You're all captains, what kind of nonsense is this!"

Once the surroundings quieted down, Zhang Jianguo spoke in a gentle tone.

"Don't rush, one at a time. Let me say a few words first. Before we came, I had Xiao Zhou learn about our basic situation."

This natural disaster wiped out our hard-earned food, and everyone is devastated. But our commune is relatively lucky; at least there were no casualties. Two old houses in Sanshui Village collapsed, but thankfully, people were evacuated in time. Overall, we are much luckier than those in Chi County.”

When Zhang Jianguo spoke of Chi County, his tone was somber.

"Chi County is surrounded by mountains, and many villages were built in deep pits in the middle. When I went to the county for a meeting, the county leaders received news that several villages in Chi County had been washed away in the torrential rains..."

The painful reality silenced the team leaders, who hadn't even had a chance to ask for subsidies for their teams.

"It's not just Chi County; several people have also gone missing in villages in the neighboring town. Provincial leaders are taking it very seriously, and the higher-ups are discussing compensation matters."

But no matter what, food is important, but people are even more important. The priority should be given to the areas most severely affected by the disaster. The worst-case scenario for our commune right now is that we'll have to tighten our belts and conserve our rations before the next grain distribution. Please be understanding.

…

Feng Dabing, who had a lot to say but couldn't say it: ...

Upon entering: Why is our team in such a terrible state?

When we left home: Actually, we were quite lucky.

Ultimately, the questions are when the subsidies will come through and how much they will be.

After the meeting, everyone came in with worried faces and went back with heavy hearts.

Zhang Jianguo sat at the table and sighed.

He went to a meeting in the county in the morning, and his expression was the same as those of the team leaders.

Before he could even squeeze tears from his eyes and recount the dire situation of his commune,

The director of the neighboring town has already broken through the defenses.

Their grain was flooded, and the people next door were missing; they didn't know if they were alive or dead.

However, being in that position, he could only do his best to protect the interests of his own commune.

It looks like we'll have to tighten our belts from now on.

...

"How's the team leader doing? Is he receiving subsidies? Will it affect the distribution of grain?"

“Captain, my family, young and old, more than a dozen people, have done a lot of work. We should get more of this subsidy.”

"team leader…"

Feng Dabing: "Stop talking. From now on, let's all eat less and start cutting back on food."

"What? We're all manual laborers. We can eat poorly, but how can we have the energy to work if we eat little?"

"That's right, Captain. We only harvested about a hundred catties of grain, mud and all, and the commune didn't give us any subsidies?"

Feng Dabing: "Yes. But how could it come down so quickly? There are many places that are more serious than ours."

"Sigh, it's tough for those at the top; they always have to prioritize the most serious cases. We, on the other hand, live off the land and water; our situation isn't that bad."