Chapter 6 Temper

They talked a lot in bits and pieces, and the newlyweds listened carefully, afraid that they would miss something and cause inconvenience to their future life.

The Youth League Institute was not big, just an ordinary farmyard with four bedrooms, a main room, a kitchen and a toilet. Mr. and Mrs. Zheng Liu lived in a small room with their child. The male youths lived in two rooms, and the female youths lived in one room.

Fortunately, they slept on a brick bed, which was big enough for four people to sleep sideways.

Fei Zheng and Chen Sike had already made their beds away from the doors and windows, and their luggage was placed against the wall.

"I brought a thick quilt, so you can sleep next to the window," Qi Yunlan put her things there and smiled softly.

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows: "The kang is warm, and the doors and windows are sealed. It doesn't matter where you sleep. It's more convenient to put things near the doors and windows." Besides, this place is very comfortable in the summer.

Qi Yunlan's smile froze for a moment, "Then Zhixia wants to sleep by the window?"

She said with a serious face, "Qi Zhiqing and I are not very familiar with each other, you can call me An Zhixia, or An Zhiqing. And I don't like to take advantage of others or accept favors from others."

Qi Yunlan said helplessly: "Okay, An Zhiqing, we live under the same roof and are from the same hometown, so we will get to know each other better in the future. Everyone is very tired after traveling for several days, so let's pack up our things and go to bed early, right?"

An Zhixia saw the disapproving looks of the other two girls in the room and sneered, "Don't, we are not that close. Kyoto is big, and I have tens of millions of people from the same hometown. Living under the same roof is just a housing shortage. I am me and you are you, so let's not get involved too much. It's just a few words. I didn't hit you or scold you, did I? Don't everyone think I'm particularly hateful, and you are a kind fairy?"

"You," Qi Yunlan's face turned red with anger, tears in her eyes, no matter how good her temper was. "I don't have so many twists and turns, what do you want from me?"

"I don't care what you're up to. Let's be frank first. I can't control what you do, but you'd better not come near me," An Zhixia put her luggage on the kang near the door and window, pushed Qi Yunlan's luggage aside, and packed her things quickly.

The yard is so small and the house is not soundproof, so the others naturally heard it.

"Hey, An Zhiqiu, you have a good temper, don't you?" Nie Yichang said, "It's just a matter of sharing a bed, and she can still make a fuss. I wonder if the other girls living with her can stand it?"

The brother and sister each had a set of bedding, not even sheets, and they were ready with just one quilt and one cover. He took out the newly bought Selected Poems of Mao, glanced at Nie Yichang who was watching the excitement and Hang Xianglei who was dozing against the wall, and said with a smile: "Our family is a second family, and my sister didn't enjoy much family affection since she was a child. Most people around her like to step on us to show their own excellence. So it's normal for her to be sensitive. Besides, what Qi Zhiqing said really makes people think too much."

"Okay, a man who is crazy about protecting his sister," Nie Yichang smiled awkwardly.

The things that the village has the most are soil and trees. The doors of the houses are made tightly and the windows are blocked with wooden boards so that not a single wind can get in. However, the bone-chilling coldness coming through the walls is still not very pleasant, so everyone tries to choose a location closer to the inside.

An Zhixia applied a thick layer of antifreeze cream, took off her overalls, and crawled into the quilt. Then she had two rubber hot water bottles in her hands, one in her arms and one at her feet. The kang was heated, she sighed comfortably, and fell asleep.

Without electronic products, people are used to going to bed early and getting up early.

After An Zhixia got up, she took her brother to run around the village three times, and practiced body-building boxing several times before returning panting.

The educated youth had just gotten up to wash up. Liu Yiyue heard the sound and poked her head out of the kitchen and asked with a smile, "I'm cooking. Do you need me to help you cook?"

An Zhixia smiled and shook her head: "Sister Yiyue, I'm also a good worker at home, so I won't cause you any trouble."

"That's fine," Liu Yiyue didn't insist. Seeing that the rice soup in the pot was boiling, he put down the steamer and steamed four buns. He explained, "Dapeng and Shan Teng can't cook, so they have been eating with the three of us. Fei Zhiqing's family is not well off, and they live a frugal life. They cook for themselves.

The three educated youth who came in the second batch didn’t know how to cook and weren’t used to eating coarse grains, so they all ate at Aunt Gui’s house across the street.”

An Zhiqiu went back to the room to get bowls, chopsticks and food, and saw five people in the room cooking noodles around a small stove. There was white noodles, green shredded radish, fragrant bean paste, and diced dried meat. The aroma made people hungry.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing how to start the conversation. After all, it was Qi Yunlan who cooked and treated the guests, and there was quite a commotion in the female educated youth's room last night.

Nie Yichang said with a smile: "It seems that Qi Zhiqing can cook. If she is good at cooking, we will eat with her to avoid bothering the villagers. Do you want to try it?"

Chen Sike glared at him. "You're not the one doing the work, but you're taking on other people's work? Yunlan is kind enough to let us eat something delicious, so why do you think it's our duty? Besides, others may not appreciate it."

Without waiting for anyone to reply, An Zhiqiu said quickly, "Okay, if you are in a bad mood during a meal, it is easy to have indigestion. We brothers and sisters won't starve, so you guys eat first."

He picked up the things and went to the kitchen, looking at the girl helplessly.

"It's not bad for you to cook separately," Liu Yiyue lowered his voice, "We used to eat together at the beginning, but as time went on, the situations in our respective families became clear, and we couldn't save face. After a lot of feelings were hurt, we decided to eat separately."

An Zhixia smiled but didn't answer. She just turned around and asked her brother who was making the fire: "What do you want to eat? Noodles or fried cakes?"

"I'll eat whatever you cook."

Hearing what he said, An Zhixia scooped the noodles into a porcelain bowl and added water to mix them. The two of them couldn't eat too much, so she cooked it quickly. While the noodles were waking up, she cooked millet porridge on the stove next to her.

Her best friend in her previous life was a food anchor, and she liked to use her as a living signboard whenever she had nothing to do. Naturally, she was trained to be a half-chef, and the original owner was a good worker, so now the effect of one plus one is greater than two.

When she went shopping in the provincial capital, she went separately from her brother, and she replaced many things with those from the supermarket, and in large quantities, such as a one-liter small plastic bucket of a certain flower brand of peanut oil, and ten kilograms of bulk flour, millet, rice, etc.

She was willing to use more oil and directed her brother to control the heat. The pancakes she made were crispy and chewy, and paired with thick millet porridge and crisp and delicious pickled radish, the two of them were extremely satisfied with the meal. Of course, neither of them looked up at the baby who was peeking at the door eagerly.

(End of this chapter)