Song Qinghe thought to herself that she would know once these things were planted.

Before long, the seeds and saplings were neatly arranged in her space.

After Song Qinghe opened her eyes, she immediately used the spiritual spring beside her to irrigate them.

When they finished doing all that, they found that the seeds and saplings, which had been wilting just moments before, had suddenly become incredibly vibrant.

I must say, space is still the most efficient.

If we were to farm outside, who knows how long we'd have to keep doing it?

Song Qinghe stretched and turned to leave the space.

After spending the whole afternoon doing this, time really flew by.

After they came out, it was almost time for them to finish work.

Song Qinghe made a simple tomato and egg soup, and used the leftover rice from lunch to make a simple fried rice.

As I put the eggs in, I remembered the egg meeting that Lu Zhaolin had made before, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Let's stir-fry two more green vegetables, so I don't end up having an egg-related argument myself.

One dish is stir-fried chrysanthemum greens, and the other is stir-fried pork with chili peppers.

Especially the stir-fried pork with chili peppers; when it comes out of the pan, the aroma of the pork and the spiciness of the chili peppers waft far and wide, making your stomach rumble.

After Song Qinghe finished doing all this, she added some water to the pot, put a steamer rack inside, and kept the food warm so it wouldn't get cold when Lu Zhaolin came back later.

Afterwards, he didn't forget to take out the two bottles of wine and two bottles of brown sugar that he had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative and prepare them.

After you finish eating, you can leave directly.

When Lu Zhao finished work, he stopped by his neighbor's house in the same village, made a detour, and then headed home.

Before I even reached my doorstep, I could see wisps of white smoke rising from my own chimney, giving it a rustic, homey feel.

He knew then that Song Qinghe must have been cooking at home again.

Lu Zhaolin couldn't help but quicken his pace; the feeling of having someone waiting for him at home was becoming more and more wonderful.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of food Song Qinghe had cooked.

However, some are happy while others are sad.

Lu Zhaolin's jubilation was seen by some as a catalyst for anger.

Especially Chen Shili and Wu You.

Chen Shili really hates Lu Zhaolin. He knows how to act, managing to charm a young girl.

Song Qinghe had just arrived in the countryside when she was feeling insecure.

Since she's staying at Lu Zhaolin's house, he could easily coax her away with just a few words.

That's definitely the case.

Otherwise, how could someone as rational as Song Qinghe agree to date him?

He's nothing.

Chen Shili recalled the words Wu You had said to him while crying when he finished work, and an idea suddenly came to him.

"Comrade Lu, wait for me!"

"What's up?"

Lu Zhaolin had only taken a few steps when he heard Chen Shili calling him from behind.

He stopped abruptly, not because he wanted to acknowledge him.

The main concern was that he might upset Song Qinghe if he went back.

Lu Zhaolin could tell that this person also had feelings for Song Qinghe, and that he must have known Song Qinghe before Lu Zhaolin did.

But so what?

Song Qinghe disliked him; in fact, she could even say she hated him.

This person is just deluding himself; in reality, Song Qinghe doesn't care about him at all.

Lu Zhaolin gave Chen Shili a critical look, his eyes practically overflowing with disdain.

Someone like that isn't even worthy of being his opponent.

Also, I'm better looking than him.

Lu Zhaolin knew perfectly well that the main reason Song Qinghe agreed to date him was because she was attracted to his looks.

As for Chen Shili—