Transmigrated into a ’70s Novel: Delicate Educated Youth Tames the Big Boss in the Countryside

This is not a strong independent female lead story!!

Nan Qiao kept dreaming for a whole month that she had transmigrated into a 1970s novel and become a spoiled and willful educated youth sen...

Chapter 12: Dreaming Back to Before the Book

While Nanqiao was cleaning up in the kitchen, Si Nian had already washed up in the yard and poured the water into the backyard.

Seeing Nanqiao still busy in the kitchen, I went to the kitchen to move the table.

"Qiaoqiao, can we have dinner in the yard?" The kitchen had just finished cooking and it was very hot and stuffy. Even though the windows on both sides were open, the draft brought waves of heat.

"Okay, it's cooler in the yard."

"Then I'll move the table to the yard."

"Okay," Nanqiao replied.

After Shen Nian arranged the table and chairs, he went to the kitchen and put the prepared dishes on the table. Then he stood at the door and chatted with Nan Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, when I went to the backyard to pour water just now, I saw a vegetable garden. Can we grow vegetables ourselves?" Shen Nian said with some anticipation.

Nanqiao lowered his head and worked on the vegetables in his hands, while responding, "Sure, I just asked Aunt Xiumei to buy some seeds, we can try to plant some later, but... Nian Nian, do you know how to grow vegetables?"

Shen Nian frowned and thought for a while after hearing this. "Not really, but when I was a kid living at my grandma's house, I often saw my grandma do it... I do know the process."

"That's good. I don't seem to have any affinity with flowers and plants. Flowers and plants will die if I keep them..."

"Hahahaha, leave the vegetable growing work to me from now on!" Shen Nian said confidently.

"Let's do it together. A day's work is tiring enough, and we have to do these things when we come back. It's unbearable. But we don't need to grow so many vegetables just the two of us," Nanqiao suggested.

"Well... that's fine, we can do it together... Qiao, can you teach me how to cook? Or I can watch you while you cook, I can't always have you cooking."

"Sure, then you can cook with me and chat with me."

"No problem," Shen Nian replied happily.

Nanqiao looked at Chen Nian and thought to herself, 'This Chen Nian really suits her taste. He is interesting and knows when to advance and retreat. Since they get along well, it's not impossible to help and take care of each other. As for the college entrance examination, I have to find a chance to ask her if she is interested. If she is interested, I can take her with me when I study...'

"This is ready too, Nian Nian, help me take it out, we'll be ready to eat soon." Nanqiao handed the spicy chicken to Shen Nian, and turned around to look at the mung bean soup.

Chen Nian took the spicy chicken from Nanqiao's hand and was so happy that she wanted to jump up. "Wow, Qiaoqiao's spicy chicken smells so good. Have you been to the Fog City? This looks so authentic."

"No, but this tastes better with chicken thighs. I don't have the conditions, so I can only eat it this way, but pheasant meat should taste good too."

"Qiaoqiao, this is already great!"

Nanqiao looked at Shen Nian's exaggerated expression and found it a little funny. "Bring it out quickly. It will be ready soon."

"Okay, then Qiaoqiao, please go faster."

"Okay," Nanqiao replied, and turned around to continue looking at the mung bean water in the pot.

After such a long time, the mung bean water was almost cooked, so Nanqiao divided the mung bean water into two portions, fearing that it would not cool down in a short time. Nanqiao also threw a few pieces of ice into it while Shen Nian was not paying attention, and put them in two large kettles and hung them in the well to continue to cool. In this era, only wealthy families in some big cities had refrigerators. For ordinary people, the wells and cellars were natural refrigerators.

As for the big kettle, there was a wooden stopper in the mouth, so Nanqiao was not worried about any dirt getting in.

After hanging the mung bean water in the well to ensure that it would not fall, Nanqiao came to the dining table.

"Qiaoqiao, come quickly, chef, you have worked hard, chef, take the first bite," Shen Nian said as he passed a piece of chicken to Nanqiao, eagerly waiting for her to eat.

Nanqiao looked at Chen Nian with amusement, picked up the piece of chicken and ate it. It tasted really good. The pheasant meat was much firmer than the domestic chicken meat. It had a different flavor when eaten this way.

Seeing Nanqiao take the first bite, Shen Nian also hurriedly picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

The next moment, Shen Nian let out an exaggerated scream, "Oh my god! Qiao Qiao, you can even be a chef in a state-owned restaurant! This is so delicious!"

Nanqiao looked at Shen Nian's exaggerated look, picked up a piece with some curiosity and tasted it.

In fact, she thinks it's okay, but compared to the dishes of this era with less oil and salt, her dish is indeed a lot more luxurious. Maybe it tastes good because she is willing to spend money on the ingredients.

But thinking of this, they should be more low-key when cooking in the future.

So he said to Shen Nian, “This is our first meal, so there is reason to cook it better. We can’t do this often in the future, otherwise it will be a bit annoying if we are stared at.”

I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it

She wasn't worried about what the bad-minded people in the village could do to her, but even if she wasn't afraid, she couldn't stand the disgusting people.

"Okay, we will also make porridge and eat steamed bread in the future," Shen Nian muttered with a deep hatred.

"That's not the case. The villagers now know that we are in good condition. It's okay to just have a simple life, not a life of luxury. We don't have to suffer so much..."

"That's good. I thought I would have to eat steamed bread from now on. Hahaha." Shen Nian was relieved when he heard Nanqiao say this.

"Hurry up and eat," Nanqiao reminded her when she saw that she was about to jump up again.

After the meal, Chen Nian volunteered to wash the dishes, so Nanqiao didn't bother to be polite with her. While she was washing the dishes, he took out the two rocking chairs that were gifts and placed them on both sides of the dining table.

He took the floral water he brought from Shanghai from the house and sprayed some on Shen Nian and some on himself.

Then I lay on the rocking chair and rocked back and forth. It was already dark now. I was afraid of attracting mosquitoes in the house, so I only turned on the lights in the yard. Now, under the yellowish light, looking at the sky full of stars, the breeze blew, and the rocking chair rocked gently.

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