This book follows a harmonious route, where a silly and cute female lead finds simple happiness. It's lighthearted, slow-paced, and focuses on daily life!
Waking up, Song Jinxiu found her...
After leading the donkey into the yard and unloading the cart into the utility room, Song Jinxiu put away the things she had bought today.
There were still a lot of steamed buns left from the morning, and Song Jinxiu had no intention of cooking, so the two of them ate the steamed buns with milk and finished their meal.
I also took out the oyster omelets I had during the day and ate them.
The cold oyster omelet is no longer crispy, but it still tastes delicious.
Song Jinxiu absentmindedly ate two steamed buns and a glass of milk, washed up, and went back to her room to sleep.
Liu Ankang looked at her in confusion. What happened to this woman? Wasn't she fine during the day?
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. I really don't understand it.
Liu Ankang shook his little head, washed the cup and put it away.
There are no bowls and chopsticks to wash after eating steamed buns tonight. The hot water is already in the bucket, but Song Jinxiu forgot to bring it to the bathroom.
Liu Ankang carried the water half a bucket at a time with great difficulty. After cleaning himself up, he went back to his room to sleep.
At night, Song Jinxiu dreamed of the scene during the day.
The two men discovered the bomb, but before they could move away it exploded, leaving them in a bloody mess.
Song Jinxiu woke up suddenly and broke out in a cold sweat.
The surroundings were pitch black, making it even more terrifying.
Song Jinxiu took out a flashlight from the space and turned it on. It was a Peacock brand all-copper flashlight that could be used with two No. 1 batteries installed.
I only have a few flashlights in my inventory, and I bought a lot of batteries. After all, there are no rechargeable batteries these days, so using one less battery is a waste.
I lit the kerosene lamp and put away the flashlight. The dim light gave off a soft glow that gave me a sense of security.
I looked at the time and it was only two o'clock in the morning. No wonder there was no light at all.
After turning down the wick, Song Jinxiu lay down and continued to sleep. The light dispelled some of the fear in her heart, and Song Jinxiu slowly fell asleep.
However, she returned to the market, as if she knew she was dreaming and what was about to happen. She grabbed Liu Ankang and ran away quickly.
At this time, several people rushed out from behind and fired at the two men with guns.
Just like that, the two men fell in a pool of blood again.
"But why doesn't it hurt at all?" Song Jinxiu woke up before she could figure out her doubts.
When she woke up again, Song Jinxiu had no desire to sleep anymore.
She sat on the bed and thought quietly. What happened yesterday made her realize a fact.
It's the 1950s now, and not only is it the 1950s, it's not the historical trend that I know.
This is a parallel universe, created by a different leadership team.
From now on, I will live here, and I will feel tired and painful.
In the past six months, I actually haven’t felt anything. I always feel that I don’t belong to this era and there is not much sense of reality.
But yesterday, she really felt the threat to her life, but she felt at ease instead.
From now on, I will live more seriously and do things more carefully.
I looked out the window. It was already getting light. I glanced at my watch and it was past six.
I couldn't sleep so I just got up and went out to find that the little one was awake too.
"Why are you up so early?" Song Jinxiu touched the little guy's messy head.
Liu Ankang gave her a dissatisfied look.
A man's head shouldn't be touched casually. Also, it's you who got up so early, you get up so early every day.
Song Jinxiu didn't expect him to answer and went to wash up directly.
"It seems to be getting colder, and the cold water has become a little icy." Song Jinxiu murmured.
Oops, I left in such a hurry yesterday that I forgot to take An An’s two sets of clothes.
Song Jinxiu slapped her forehead in annoyance, wondering why she was so forgetful.
I first ate two pieces of cake to fill my stomach, and then made a cup of milk for both of them.
Song Jinxiu walked into the kitchen and saw the remaining steamed buns. She suddenly wanted to eat steamed bun slices.
You are the master of your own house and can eat whatever you want.
Take out the steamed buns and slice them.
Light the fire and pour oil into the pot.
Crack three eggs into a bowl and mix well.
When the oil in the pot is about 60% to 70% hot, remove the firewood and cook it on low heat.
Pick up the steamed bread slices and put them into the bowl, coat both sides with egg liquid, and quickly put them into the pot.
Repeat this process until each piece of steamed bread is bubbling in the pot.
Because the steamed buns are cooked, the eggs are also easy to cook, so it can be taken out of the pot quickly.
Put the steamed bread slices on the colander and drip oil on them. Fry the steamed bread slices until golden brown and emit bursts of fragrance.
Song Jinxiu swallowed and felt hungry.
Without waiting for it to cool down, he picked up a piece of freshly baked steamed bread, blew it hard, and took a bite impatiently.
It’s really hot and really fragrant.
The eggs are fried until crispy, and the steamed buns inside are soft, and the combination of the two creates a more unique flavor.
In a word, it smells so good!
Song Jinxiu quickened her movements. There wasn't enough egg liquid, so she beat two more. There weren't enough steamed buns, so she cut two more.
Only when the last piece of steamed bun was stained with the last drop of egg liquid did Song Jinxiu stop with satisfaction.
At this time, two full basins of steamed bun slices had been fried, and only four steamed buns were left lying there.
Song Jinxiu decided to go all out and threw the four steamed buns in and fried them. Fried buns were very fragrant anyway.
Take out all the firewood, the oil in the pot is still steaming. Take it out after a while and it will be cooked.
He took out two bowls of steamed bread slices. Liu Ankang had already washed his hands and sat down obediently.
He had already started drooling from the aroma.
They each had a bowl and ate it with milk with satisfaction.
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