Chapter 178 It seems that no one cares?

Uncle Xu, who came in right after him, was also sniffing: "It smells good, it makes me hungry just by smelling it."

"I'm back just in time!"

"Isn't that just right?"

Aunt Xu smiled and poured water for Uncle Xu to wash his hands. She asked the village chief to sit down quickly. "Xia Xia said the cold noodles she made are perfect for this bitter summer day."

"Since you're here, why not eat before you go back and try the cooking skills of the Xu family and their husband?"

"Yanran, go and pour some water for the village chief and grandfather!"

The village chief couldn't refuse, so he just stayed.

Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu were preparing noodles in front of the stove. Xu Minghui brought two bowls over and placed them in front of the old man and the village chief.

"Grandfather, Village Chief, you two eat first."

The noodles in the bowl were completely cold, with three kinds of side dishes neatly arranged on top. In addition to the seasoning, a small spoonful of chili oil was sprinkled on top, and chopped peanuts were placed on the chili.

With a stir of chopsticks, the chewy and elastic noodles were coated with red oil. They were crispy and cool in the mouth, yet rich in flavor. The village chief's eyes lit up after just one bite.

"Not bad, not bad! It's a rare and good craftsmanship!"

"Noodles taste really good when eaten this way!"

The old man was happy that his child was praised, and he asked Xu Yanran to get some fruit wine that Sangzhixia had brewed two days ago.

Xu Yanran remembered what the doctor had said, poured some water for the village chief, and said seriously, "Grandfather, just drink some water."

The old man looked at the cold boiled water in front of him and was speechless. The village chief, whose mouth was full of red oil, said seriously: "This child is right. You have just recovered from your illness. You can't drink at this time."

After saying this, the village chief took a sip from his wine bowl and smacked his lips contentedly. "Old man, you're living like a god at home every day, right? All these rare and precious things are stored in your house!"

Such delicious wine cannot be tasted even if you spend money once you leave the Xu family.

The Xu family has a wine-making expert like Sang Zhixia, so they can drink wine whenever they want.

The old man stroked his beard and laughed out loud, saying a few self-deprecating words with a smile on his face.

The village chief changed the topic and talked to him about the introduction to the village school.

The village chief himself had never been to school and didn't know how to judge a person's knowledge, but he had met many people and naturally had his own set of criteria for judgment.

The old man of the Xu family is humble and unassuming, but his demeanor and conversation are quite different from those of a born peasant. Such a person took the initiative to volunteer and said that he wanted to go to the village school to teach. What's so difficult about that?

He became the guarantor!

The village chief chattered on and on with the old man and made an appointment with him to go to the next village together tomorrow. He ordered two more bowls of large portions of cold noodles, and they left with a bulging stomach and burping.

The old man also ate a lot. He turned his head inadvertently and watched Sang Zhixia pour the remaining half of the bowl into Xu Yu's bowl, frowning silently.

"At such a young age, he should be able to eat and sleep well, but his appetite is like that of a house sparrow. The little he eats is not even as much as a cat."

Sang Zhixia was embarrassed for a moment. Xu Mingyang, who had already ordered a second bowl, bit his noodles and said incoherently, "Sister-in-law doesn't eat much. I've been wanting to put down the bowl for a long time."

"I heard it all. If it weren't for big brother coaxing her, there would be even more left! Big sister-in-law didn't even eat as much as Mingxu!"

Xu Mingxu is only four years old!

Sang Zhixia felt a headache when she saw Xu Mingyang trying to kill her for the sake of justice.

Xu Minghui looks thin, but he actually has a big appetite.

He picked up the third bowl and slowly mixed the cold noodles in it, saying calmly, "It's not a big deal to be unable to eat for a long time in the bitter summer. Big brother should take it to heart."

Xu Yu nodded gravely, "I understand."

Sang Zhixia: "..."

So it’s her fault that it’s too hot to eat?

It's not that she eats less, it's clearly the Xu family's inherited habit of having a big appetite, okay?!

Sang Zhixia gave up and gave all the food she couldn't eat to Xu Yu. When she put down the bowl and saw the old lady who was also holding a bowl and couldn't eat, she felt an inexplicable strangeness in her heart.

The old lady has been really weird lately.

but……

It seems like no one cares?

It doesn't matter then.

It has nothing to do with her anyway.

Sang Zhixia curled her lips, found a shady place, sat down, and studied the various records piled up at hand in the light that had not yet darkened.

The experimental field was developed independently, and no one else was involved except her throughout the process.

The transplanted wild rice and rice seeds purchased from different places are classified into different categories, and the first step of ear hybridization has been completed.

If there were sufficient observable experimental equipment, she would be able to detect the appearance of the hybrid rice and the initial disease resistance of the rice plants. However, due to the limitations of the times, she had no auxiliary tools at hand and the only thing she could use was her eyes.

In order to ensure that the experimental steps were correct, she could only use the most primitive method, carefully recording the tiny changes in the rice fields every day, and then checking for omissions and finding ways to complete them.

As Sang Zhixia got down to work, she gradually could no longer hear what others were saying, and the pen in her hand moved faster and faster on the paper.

The people chatting noticed the silence in the corner and their voices gradually faded away.

Since the Xu family started farming, the only one who has never been idle is Sang Zhixia.

There are hundreds of acres of arable land at home, with endless green rice seedlings and Sang Zhixia's figure everywhere.

Ever since entering the Xu family's gate, Sang Zhixia has never been able to stop.

Xu Yu withdrew his surging and dark gaze, and Xu Wenxiu sighed with regret.

Xu Wenxiu pulled Xu Yu aside and whispered, "What Minghui said is true. You can't just take the medicine and get away with it."

"It's hot and I'm tired. Xia Xia doesn't eat much to begin with. After drinking the bitter medicine three times a day, she can only eat a limited amount. Just taking medicine won't do."

"Sister-in-law, I have an idea."

Second Aunt Xu lowered her voice unconsciously and said, "I remember there's a recipe for stimulating appetite and digestion. Mingyang was prone to indigestion when he was little, so I had someone get it for him and it worked quite well."

"It's not that hard to make into meatballs, and it's good for your appetite and spleen."

Aunt Xu couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up and said, "I'll write it down right away. When you go to the city, Xu Yu, take it to the clinic and ask if it's edible. If it is, you can get some back."

Xu Yu bowed his head and thanked him sincerely. His eyes involuntarily fell back on Sang Zhixia. He wiped the water from his hands and walked over.

"Do these need to be copied?"

Sang Zhixia hummed without even raising her head.

"When I was working in the fields, I didn't have anything handy, so my notes were messy. I was afraid that if I looked back at it later, I would get confused. It would be safer to copy it down."

If nothing unexpected happens, the rice seeds in the experimental field cannot be cultivated in one or two times. The various details recorded at this time will be useful for many years to come, so we cannot be careless.

Xu Yu rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the pen from her hand. In front of Sang Zhixia's blank gaze, he said, "You watch, I'll do it."

The neatly copied experimental details were put away, and before sunset, Xu Yu accompanied Sang Zhixia for a walk in the fields.

Before Xu Yu went out, he put a sun-protective straw hat on Sang Zhixia's forehead.

This was specially made for her by Uncle Xu. It was less heavy than the common straw hats on the street, and the brim could block more of the sun. Wearing it cast a large shadow, pressing down on her, made Sang Zhixia seem smaller and more childish.

Sang Zhixia reached up to adjust the wide brim of her hat and grumbled, "The sun is about to set, and who's still wearing such a big hat at this hour?"

She was born whiter than others, and what's even better is that she never gets tanned.

He works in the fields under the sun every day, but his skin remains fair without any loss, which is in sharp contrast to Uncle Xu and others who have become shiny and tanned after working for several months. When there are many people in the fields, at first glance, it looks like a white and tender lamb mixed in with a group of black horses, very conspicuous.

Xu Yu ignored her dissatisfaction, pursed his lips, and said quietly, "Have you forgotten how you took off your hat a few days ago, disobeying my advice, and ended up getting your nose sunburned and peeling?"

"Who is it that has a burning nose and can't sleep well at night?"

Sang Zhixia didn't say anything.