The fried eggs, fried to a crisp, were surprisingly delicious when dipped into the hot and sour soup. Both of them ate in silence. Qi Mo Nan, in particular, was perhaps extremely hungry. He gulped down three bowls of hot and sour soup and four steamed buns with his steamed buns.
Ziyi drank a bowl and a half and two steamed buns, and he really couldn't eat any more, but he could still finish another bowl.
Song Yun's appetite was about the same as Ziyi's, but she ate slowly. Seeing that Ziyi couldn't eat anymore, she drank the remaining half bowl of hot and sour soup.
She cooked quite a lot of hot and sour soup, and there was still quite a bit left after the three of them finished eating. Song Yun asked Qi Mo Nan to add some more fire to the stove, heat up the hot and sour soup again, and put it into a big-bellied earthenware pot. She wrapped thirty-two steamed buns in two and took the lunch box with fried eggs and pork sauce. She also put the juice of the newly picked disguise herbs in the pot, and went to the Yangpo with Qi Mo Nan and Song Ziyi.
Song Yun had said before that she would deliver food tonight. To avoid waste, the four people in the cowshed did not eat dinner and waited for the children to come.
Well, it’s not that I’m afraid of wasting food, I just crave the food made by Song Yun. No matter what the food is, as long as it’s made by Song Yun, I will eat it especially hard.
Just after eight o'clock, the children finally arrived.
Qi Mo Nan first followed Song Yun and Zi Yi to meet Song Hao and his wife, and after saying hello, he went to his old man's place.
After a while, Mr. Qi and Mr. Zhang came to Song Hao with their respective bowls and two steamed buns.
The hot and sour soup was not served in a bowl, so Qi Mo Nan called them to come over to Song Hao to eat together.
It turned out that they often had meals together, talked about the past times while eating, and encouraged each other. They were all pure-hearted people and had long gotten along like family.
Mr. Qi put down his bowl with satisfaction and gave Song Yun a thumbs-up. "Your cooking skills are truly amazing. This hot and sour soup is as good as the chefs at state-owned restaurants."
"Grandpa Qi, my sister is amazing. She can even make candied haws." Song Ziyi was craving for candied haws again, but unfortunately his sister said that he could only eat two strings a day, no more.
After dinner, Song Hao grabbed Song Ziyi and asked him about his lessons. Song Ziyi answered fluently, as if he had just memorized the lessons before coming to the cowshed.
But Song Yun and Qi Mo Nan knew best that Song Ziyi didn't read any books today, not to mention today, yesterday, or the day before yesterday.
This kid is too smart.
Song Yun was surprised at her brother's intelligence. Seeing that her mother had already washed her face, she took out the medicine and helped her apply it.
The medicine was grass green in color, but turned into a waxy yellow color after being applied to Bai Qingxia's face. The magical thing was that under Song Yun's operation, lines very similar to wrinkles appeared on the corners of Bai Qingxia's forehead and eyes, making her look a dozen years older in an instant. If you stand next to Song Yun and compare them carefully, you can still see the similarity between their eyebrows and eyes, but if you don't look closely, it's hard to connect the two together.
Song Hao looked at it curiously and pointed at his face and asked, "Can I put it on? I seem to have gained some weight recently and my complexion has become much worse. This will easily arouse suspicion."
Song Yun thought about it and agreed. Her mother was already a dozen years older, and it was really inappropriate for her father to still be so young.
After applying it on Song Hao as well, the two of them immediately became a perfect match again.
Qi Lao and Mo Lao were watching in amazement. Qi Lao sighed, "It's true. After applying it, he's like a different person. His eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but he feels completely different."
Mo Lao stared at it for a while and asked, "Will this medicine hurt my face if I apply it on my face?"
Song Yun shook her head. "Not only will it not hurt your face, it also has the effect of nourishing your skin. You will know it later."
The conversation turned to the Revolutionary Committee. Old Qi glanced at his healed leg, a look of worry in his eyes. "Those people will probably be here in the next few days. Please don't send us anything these days, or we won't have to find a place to hide."
Qi Mo Nan looked at Song Yun and saw that she looked nonchalant. He smiled in his heart. What his grandfather was worried about would probably not happen. Those people were all in the hospital. Even if a new person was appointed to take over the affairs here, it would not happen so quickly.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Song Yun got home from the cowshed. She wanted to take a shower. She had sweated a lot in the mountains today and couldn't sleep without a shower. While waiting for the water to boil, she salted the wild rabbit she had picked in the basin, and then took out the previously marinated meat and hung it under the eaves to dry.
By the time she was done with all her work, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes and fell asleep almost the moment she touched the pillow.
I thought I could sleep until dawn, but after just two hours of sleep, someone slammed the gate to the yard.
Qi Mo Nan immediately put on his clothes and went to open the door. He heard that the person knocking on the door was Captain Liu, who seemed to have something urgent to tell him.
When the door opened, Captain Liu saw Qi Monan and asked hurriedly, "Where is Song Zhiqing?"
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