The continuous rainy weather made the house damp, and the bedding on the bed and the clothes in the closet were the wettest. They felt damp and uncomfortable to the touch.

Fortunately, they didn't have to go to work, except for the male educated youth. As for Qian Meili, except for the first day when she went to work, she rested at home for the remaining two days. Because of her show-off, she caught a cold and had a fever as expected. She was admitted to the hospital for two days in a row. Except for the high fever that made her feel helpless on the first day, her condition had improved on the remaining day, which was today. At least she was able to go out.

"Ahem~"

When Du Jiang came in with the thermos, Qian Meili was lying on the table coughing violently, and He Jiefang opposite him looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Du Jiang glanced at the two of them, holding the thermos, walked around Qian Meili to the end of the table, and then put the thermos there.

Looking at Qian Meili who was still coughing heartbreakingly, Du Jiang was a little worried. "Sister Qian, are you okay? Do you want to go to the health center?"

Yes, a clinic. Although the village has a small population, the necessary facilities are still there. It’s just that Mr. Du Dahu in the clinic only knows some simple medical skills, but this is enough in this small mountain village.

"No need, I'm just fat and itchy. I'll go back to the room and sweat it out and maybe I'll feel better." When Qian Meili heard the word "health center", her face was filled with a ferocious look of pain, which made He Jiefang on the opposite side curl his lips immediately.

Seeing such an unyielding look, Du Jiang could already foresee what would happen next.

As expected, Qian Meili, whose cheeks were red from coughing, immediately flew into a rage and slammed the table hard, "What's with that expression on your face?"

"It's my face, I can do whatever I want to it," He Jiefang retorted unwillingly to be outdone, but facing the furious Qian Meili, his momentum was somewhat reduced.

"Haha, don't think I don't know you are making fun of me." Qian Meili's eyelids turned red, and she gritted her teeth and glared at He Jiefang.

Du Jiang thought that if his body did not allow it, he would probably jump over the table and hit him instead of just swearing at each other across the table like he was doing now.

This kind of situation has been happening every day since the first day we arrived at the educated youth point. If Qian Meili had not had a high fever and rested for a day yesterday, I am afraid it would have happened yesterday.

But why is he angrier today than usual? Is he going to add yesterday's anger into the mix?

Just when Du Jiang was daydreaming, Qian Meili and He Jiefang had already dug up each other's dark childhood history and started to attack each other personally.

Qian Meili: "When you were little, you followed me around and insisted on me wearing a skirt."

He Jiefang: "You were trying to walk while standing up and ended up peeing all over your pants."

Qian Meili: "Bah, you four-eyed frog, lazy bastard who is afraid of death"

Perhaps he was afraid of death or perhaps the words "four-eyed frog" touched a sore spot in He Jiefang, and he immediately stood up, holding onto the table. He pointed at Qian Meili, who looked slightly taller and stronger even when she was sitting across from him, and said in a trembling voice, "You...you...a good man doesn't fight with a woman!"

Okay, running out of words, Du Jiang silently looked away, but his ears were still perked up, because every time this happened, Qian Meili would stand up and use her taller and stronger body than the average girl to crush the other person, while adding a sentence, "You weak chicken!"

"You weakling"

As Du Jiang was thinking, Qian Meili spoke out word by word and they overlapped with hers.

"Bang!" The furious He Jiefang fell heavily. The corners of his narrow eyes were slightly red, and he looked even more fragile on his sallow and thin cheeks.

"Hmph," Qian Meili tilted her head and looked outside the door with an extremely arrogant attitude, which made He Jiefang's eyes even redder.

Du Jiang sighed in his heart, picked up the rain cloth in the corner and ran out with his head down.

The heavy rain for several days wet the firewood, which made Du Jiang, who was lighting the fire and boiling water, in a very bad mood. Because it was wet, it took a lot of effort to light it every time, and there was also a lot of thick smoke during the burning process.

"Ahem~"

Du Jiang was choked by the thick black smoke and coughed several times before he recovered. His eyes also felt uncomfortable and sore from the smoke, and tears kept flowing down.

On one side was the kitchen filled with billowing smoke, and on the other side was the overcast and rainy weather. Although the rain outside the shed had become much lighter, it was still drizzling. However, there were finally signs of clearing up. I tilted my head to look at the overcast sky. Pieces of dark clouds were scattered randomly on it, and occasionally one or two inconspicuous gaps would reveal bright light. They could be very small, like narrow cracks, and could not shake the large patches of dark clouds at all.

“Gulp gulp~”

As the pot boiled, the lid on top seemed to be bounced up by the steam, making a noise that made Du Jiang turn around.

Watching the lid being lifted up and then dropped, Du Jiang endured the soreness in his nose and eyes from the smoke, and poured the hot water into the thermos, then added more water to cook noodles.

"Creaky", the door of the educated youth site was pushed open from the outside. Led by Huo Yang, the group was still soaked even though they were wearing straw raincoats provided by the village chief.

Du Jiang glanced at them, turned around and shouted into the house, "You're back, pour some water."

"I understand," I don't know whether it was Qian Meili or He Jiefang who replied. After all, the sound of rain obscured the essence of the sound. Although it was not very clear, it was better than no response.

When Huo Yang passed by the kitchen, he nodded at Du Jiang under the shed through the rain, and then led the others into the house without looking back.

By the time Du Jiang brought the meal to the main room, everyone had already changed into clean clothes, and the wet clothes that had been taken off were piled in a basin at the door of their dormitory.

Du Jiang glanced at the pile of clothes and ignored them. The bowl of noodle soup in his hand was firmly placed on the table. "It's time to eat."

Add a drop of sesame oil, a beaten egg and a handful of salt to the plain multi-grain noodles. Eating the noodles and soup on this not-so-cold rainy day is extremely comfortable.

"Thank you," Huo Yang raised his head and drank the noodle soup in the lunch box before looking at Du Jiang who was eating opposite him.

Hey, are you talking to yourself?

Du Jiang looked up and saw Huo Yang's sharp eyes. For some reason, he didn't know why. Although he was only a 19-year-old boy, he had such an aura that even Village Chief Du couldn't compare to him, not to mention Huo Yang's eyes. Those were narrow and long phoenix eyes with deep pupils. When he looked at people, he felt very sharp, as if he could see through them.

"Brother Huo, you're welcome," Du Jiang lowered her head again and continued to eat the food in the lunch box, seemingly unintentionally and deliberately. Her mysterious shelf was now displayed in front of her. Qian Meili had been experimenting with such a scene for several days, but without exception, no one could see it except her.

After finishing the noodle soup, Du Jiang looked up at the shelf in front of her that seemed to be transparent and stood on the ground through the table. She finally said silently, "Put it away", and at the same time ended her test. From then on, this would be the secret of her survival and a treasure that belonged to her alone.