A pot of braised bamboo rat meat was served, and each person was given two steamed buns with mixed noodles. The educated youths were as happy as if it was Chinese New Year.

No one spoke. The only sound on the table was the clinking of chopsticks and bowls. Everyone was busy eating.

The bamboo rat meat is salty, spicy and has an indescribable tempting taste. The hard bamboo rat meat dipped in the spicy soup becomes the most delicious food in the world. After chewing it a few times, I stretched my neck and swallowed it, and the veins on my forehead were exposed.

The best thing is that after eating a few pieces of bamboo rat meat, I immediately broke out in a sweat. All the heat and fatigue brought by the scorching heat during the day were swept away, and my whole body felt relaxed.

Everyone praised Cheng Nonuo endlessly: "Cheng Nonuo's bamboo rat meat is so delicious!"

Lian Hanyin's attitude towards Cheng Nonuo has become much more relaxed: "Yes, every time I eat the food cooked by Cheng Nonuo, I sweat all over. It feels so good!"

Cheng Nonuo pursed her lips and said modestly, "I see it's so hot, so I'll put more chili peppers in the dishes. When you eat them, you'll sweat and feel lighter. It can also remove moisture."

"So that's how it is. Nuonuo is really considerate." As they chewed the bamboo rat meat, everyone's attitude towards Cheng Nuonuo improved a lot.

It was as if she had brought the bamboo rat. Cheng Yaoyao was amused and broke off a bamboo rat head and dipped it into the braised bamboo rat soup to eat.

This dish of braised bamboo rat meat was not well-cooked and the meat was not cooked through. Cheng Yaoyao's cheeks were sour after chewing a piece and he had to stretch his neck to swallow it. As for the taste... Cheng Yaoyao had already washed and cut all the seasonings, but Cheng Nonuo didn't even know the basic order of adding the seasonings. There were rules for which one to stir-fry first, which one to put in for seasoning, and which one to sprinkle on as a garnish at the end. Cheng Nonuo just poured everything into the pot and cooked it all.

The bamboo rat meat cooked in this way tastes just average, but it has an extremely comfortable and addictive flavor, just like the ginger soup last time.

Cheng Yaoyao tasted a piece of meat and some of the soup, and found that the comfortable taste was more in the soup. She dipped her wo wo head in the soup and ate it, and her muscles, which were sore from climbing the mountain today, were slowly soothed.

Cheng Nonuo was enjoying everyone's praise, but suddenly she saw Cheng Yaoyao's actions and her heart tightened: "Sister Yaoyao, eat more meat, this soup is very spicy."

Cheng Yaoyao raised his eyebrows lazily: "Really? I think this soup tastes good."

Cheng Nonuo was anxious. She knew the effect of the spiritual spring best and she didn't want Cheng Yaoyao to benefit from it at all.

Cheng Nuonuo bit her lip and was about to speak, but Han Yin had already dragged the plate in front of Cheng Yaoyao: "Yaoyao, you caught this bamboo rat, and you didn't even get to eat two pieces of meat! There's only this little bit of meat and soup left. You can eat it with the roe and dip it in the soup. It's not that dry."

After hearing this, everyone realized that they were so busy eating meat that they forgot to leave a few pieces for Cheng Yaoyao, the great hero. They all said, "Yes, Yaoyao, eat quickly, these are all yours."

Even Shen Yan asked: "Have you had a poor appetite these two days?"

Amid the concern of the crowd, Cheng Yaoyao broke open the nest head and ate it bit by bit with the sauce. She ate gracefully, with her cheeks moving, which made everyone admire her. Their tone became more concerned and gentle, and no one paid attention to Cheng Nuonuo anymore.

Cheng Yaoyao was exhausted today and had a big appetite. She ate up two steamed buns. There were two pieces of bamboo rat meat left on the plate. She ate one and gave the other to Han Yin.

Han Yin was so happy that she stood up and said, "The mushroom soup in the pot is ready. I'll go get it!"

"Yes, I forgot about the mushroom soup. I can smell the fragrance, it smells so good!"

Without bamboo rat meat, people gradually noticed the aroma of mushroom soup in the air and waited eagerly.

In the midst of the joy, only Cheng Nuonuo's face was stiff, and the smile on her face could hardly be maintained. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she found that under the light, Cheng Yaoyao's skin was so smooth that it seemed to be glowing, and his peach blossom eyes were full of autumn water, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

Another person who couldn't laugh was Liu Minxia. In the past, Cheng Yaoyao and Han Yin were not on good terms with each other, and they always kept all the benefits for themselves. But now...

The stove was burning on a low fire, and the mushroom soup in the pot was bubbling up and over the lid. Han Yin opened the lid and was greeted by a hot aroma that almost made her drool.

She had never smelled so good!

I had picked mushrooms several times at the educated youth site before, and even added a few slices of salted meat to stew, but they were never as delicious!

Han Yin swallowed hard, poured all the mushroom soup into a large bowl, and brought it to the table with both hands.

What a nice smell! Everyone had only one thought in mind.

Mingming had eaten a large bowl of bamboo rat meat and two steamed buns, and his stomach had been initially satisfied, but at this time the five dirty temples and the gluttonous worms started to clamor.

After a large pot of mushrooms was boiled, the water gradually evaporated and the volume of the mushrooms shrank a lot, leaving only a large pot. The soup became thicker, as if it had been thickened with starch, and the mushrooms looked oily under the light.

Without any request, more than a dozen pairs of chopsticks were stretched out at the same time, and the mushrooms were picked up and stuffed directly into the mouth without even having time to blow on them.

It was so hot that I had to open my mouth and breathe in, but I couldn’t bear to breathe out.

So fresh! They never knew wild mushrooms could be so delicious!

The morels soaked up the soup and burst out when you bite into them, hot and delicious. The blue-headed mushrooms are slippery, crisp and sweet. The red mushrooms have a special fragrance and burst with a light bite. There are also dry mushrooms, which have a woody texture and need to be chewed carefully to chew out the aroma of beef.

And this mushroom soup! Thick and smooth, various mushrooms mixed together, creating a huge and indescribable wonderful fragrance. When you gulp it down, you can taste the soft and sweet garlic cloves and the rice grains that melt in your mouth. From the tip of your tongue to every cell in your body, you will feel great satisfaction.

This is a double enjoyment of smell and taste.

As everyone started eating, they forgot about being polite and courteous, and two male educated youths almost got into a fight over the last half bowl of soup.

Shen Yan also drank several bowls of soup, and his nose was sweating. He took a long breath and looked at Cheng Yaoyao who was sitting opposite him. He never knew that Cheng Yaoyao could cook such a good dish.

Cheng Yaoyao stopped after drinking two bowls, holding her chin with her hand, with a smile on her petal-like lips. She sat in a noisy crowd, sitting at a very simple dining table, but she still gave people a sense of nobleness, distance, and superiority.

Cheng Yaoyao's beauty is too precious and is destined not to belong here.

But she could have belonged to him once, at his fingertips.

This "once" suddenly made Shen Yan's heart surge with an indescribable regret and melancholy. He vaguely felt that he seemed to have missed something.

In the evening, Cheng Yaoyao was troubled by the issue of bathing again. She was all dirty after climbing the mountain today, not to mention a snake fell on her, so she didn't want the dress anymore.

Zhang Xiaofeng reminded Cheng Yaoyao that the dormitory was very humid and told her not to wash her hair and take a shower at night, but Cheng Yaoyao insisted on taking a shower anyway.

There was no such thing as shampoo in those days, and the original owner only had a piece of Shanghai brand soap with peach blossom scent, which served as shampoo and shower gel.

After taking a shower, Cheng Yaoyao put on a clean nightgown, and sat on the edge of the bed, drying her hair with a fragrant smell.

Han Yin laughed at her: "You are really a lady from a capitalist family, poor and fussy. You wash like this every day. What a waste of soap."

Cheng Yaoyao ignored her, wiped her thick black hair and scattered it on her shoulders, shook her slender white legs, and sighed, "This shabby dormitory doesn't even have a bathroom. I really can't stand it."

Zhang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Don't worry. I heard that the village is holding a meeting to discuss placing us in the villagers' homes."

Han Yin quickly turned over and got up: "Really? When? We have been living here for almost three months. Have they really discussed it?"

There were few empty houses in Tianshui Village. In recent years, some sent-down youths came one after another and moved in. Ten educated youth suddenly came from above, which made the cadres worried.

There was no place for a group of petite and voluptuous young intellectuals to be placed, so they had to be coaxed into this empty dormitory. The young intellectuals were miserable living in this place, and there were several disturbances.

When they heard what Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Ying said, even Cheng Nuonuo and Liu Minxia couldn't help but prick up their ears to listen.

Zhang Xiaofeng said, "I just heard the captain say something, I don't know exactly when it will be resolved or if it can be resolved."

Han Yin said, "Tsk, you made me so happy for nothing."

Cheng Yaoyao seemed to be thinking about something. The dormitory could definitely be moved. In the original book, the first time Cheng Yaoyao annoyed Xie San was because she wanted to live in Xie San's house.

Xie San's house was the most imposing and grand in the village. After all, it was a landlord's house, and it was incomparable to the houses of ordinary people in the village. It was a formal two-story house with blue bricks and black tiles, warm in winter and cool in summer.

When the educated youth moved to the dormitory, they went into the village to check the environment. The original owner fell in love with Xie San's house at first sight and insisted on moving in, which caused a conflict with Xie San's sister and the heroine of the original book. Later, the original owner used trickery to marry Xie San, partly because Xie San rose in the later period, and partly because she also liked this house.

Cheng Yaoyao shrank his neck when he thought of Xie San's narrow and cruel eyes, and his ruthlessness in killing rats without hesitation.

She will then find a house farthest away from the Xie family. Hum.

A few people chatted and laughed, but Zhang Xiaofeng urged them, "Go to bed early, you have to work in the fields early tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, everyone wailed. Cheng Yaoyao fell directly on the quilt and cried, "I... my stomach hurts, my head hurts, my whole body hurts, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"Stop it!" Han Yin hit him with a pillow, and the two of them started laughing.

Who knew that in the second half of the night, Cheng Yaoyao really felt unwell and woke up with a dry mouth and tongue.

It must be that the bamboo rat cooked by Cheng Nonuo was too spicy.

Cheng Yaoyao got out of bed quietly and took advantage of the moonlight to pour water to drink. The moon in this era was bright, a huge round hanging in the sky, the moon was as bright as water, Cheng Yaoyao couldn't help but take a closer look.

There was a person with long hair and a white skirt standing in the yard!

Cheng Yaoyao spilled water on his hands and almost cried out. He looked again and saw that it was Cheng Nonuo. He turned around and looked at the kang. Cheng Nonuo's bed was indeed empty.

In the yard, Cheng Nonuo was holding something in his hand and behaving very strangely.

Cheng Nuonuo raised something in her hand high up to the moon, then lowered her head to take a closer look after a while, and then stamped her feet fiercely. Was she sleepwalking, or was she doing some superstitious activity?

Cheng Yaoyao looked at it for a while, felt bored, yawned, and climbed into bed to sleep.