Chapter 53 What? Want to quarrel again?
Song Yue didn't know that the news that she was unlucky with men had spread throughout the village.
After running out of the dirt, she went to the nearby forest to pick up some branches and brought them back to the educated youth site.
I said last night that if we were to fire alone, we had to fire alone.
Song Yue carried a bundle of firewood back to the educated youth site.
The old educated youths at the educated youth site have already started cooking.
Seeing her, everyone was stunned.
Chen Xuejun stood up and walked towards Song Yue, laughing.
"Song Zhiqing, don't worry about collecting firewood. After work, go find someone similar."
Chen Xuejun said as he reached out to receive the firewood. "Give me the firewood."
Song Yue avoided it.
Chen Xuejun's action fell in vain, "?"
Song Yue smiled and said, "Chen Zhiqing, please don't misunderstand me. I brought this firewood back to burn myself. Why should I give it to you?"
Did you open the fire yourself?
Does Song Yue really want to fire alone? Lin He and Zhao Rui both said they would open fire individually, but there was no movement... I'm afraid they were just talking.
Is Song Yue really going to do this?
"Oh~" Song Yue suddenly realized, "Chen Zhiqing is asking for the firewood you used up yesterday, right?"
"Don't worry, I'll get it back to you after work."
Chen Xuejun: “…”
놛 frowned and asked, "Song Zhiqing, do you really want to fire alone?"
Song Yuejing looked at Chen Xuejun and said, "Chen Zhiqing, do you think he is joking?"
Chen Xuejun was stared at by Song Yue, and for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.
My throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, and the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.
Song Yue moved her eyes away, placed the firewood against the wall, picked up the scraps, and piled them up to form a simple round stove.
Chen Xuejun stood by, watching quietly without saying anything.
The stoves were piled up.
Song Yue stood up straight, looked at the simple stove, and patted her head with satisfaction.
Wu Yunzhiqing said, "Songzhiqing, I won't say anything to you. You are cooking alone. Do you have a pot?"
Song Yue turned her head to look at Wu Yun who was talking, and without saying a word, she turned around and went back to the house.
Push the door open and enter.
In the room, Li Xinyue and Liu Wei were huddled together, eating something.
Hearing the door opening, the two hurriedly hid the things behind their backs, wiped their mouths hastily, and looked up to see Song Yue.
The three of them looked at each other.
Song Yue shifted her gaze, walked to the corner, and rummaged through the big bag.
Found an unidentified object wrapped in layers of newspapers.
Song Yue carried the unidentified object and walked away under the strange gazes of Li Xinyue and Liu Wei.
Under the collective gaze of the old educated youth, they peeled off the newspapers wrapped around the unidentified object layer by layer.
One minute later.
A cooking pot is now in the sight of the old educated youth.
The old educated youth were really confused: "..."
Who brought all the pots from home?
"Pot." Song Yue shook the pot in her mouth and reminded Wu Yun, "Look carefully, Wu Zhiqing."
Wu Yun: “…”
She also didn't expect that Song Yue was so rural that she brought all the pots at home.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Song Zhiqing brought a pot with him when he went to the village? That means you planned to cook by yourself from the beginning."
"That means Song Zhiqing, you never wanted to integrate into the group from the beginning..."
Song Yue put the pot on the shelf and interrupted Wu Yun, "Wu Zhiqing, you want to quarrel again? You want to cause internal conflicts and disputes again? To destroy the unity of the group?"
Wu Yun choked: "..."
Pot stand.
no problem.
Song Yue carried a bucket and walked towards the water tank. "I'll borrow some water for a while, and I'll return it to you in the evening."
None of the old educated youth spoke.
Song Yue fetched some water, then went into the house to get rice, oil, eggs, salt and other things.
The old educated youths kept silent, but that didn't stop us from watching.
Look at Song Yue bringing all the rice, oil, salt and other things.
Another idea popped up in the minds of the old educated youths: shouldn't she move all her things from home here?
Song Yue didn't care what the old educated youth thought and concentrated on cooking.
Her lunch was rice and steamed egg.
I cooked it just for her, so it’s fast.
The dinner time is about the same as that of the old educated youth.
Don't say.
The steamed egg is smooth and tender, mixed with the aroma of pork, and it tastes amazing when mixed with rice!
I don't know if it was because the steamed egg tasted so good or because I was starving after working for a whole morning.
Song Yue ate two large bowls of rice.
During meal~
Zhao Yurui and Liu Wei went back and forth separately, and both visited the educated youth point.
When the two of them passed by her, they both paused, with a look of surprise on their faces.
Song Yue ignored the two of them and just focused on eating.
The two of them looked at each other and left.
After eating.
Song Yue sat there with an empty bowl in her hand, feeling that this meal was the most satisfying one she had had since she left the village.
I don't have this feeling when eating meat in the state-owned canteen. I guess it's because it costs money.
Song Yue sat and rested for a while, then prepared to get up and wash the pots and dishes.
Lin He is here.
놛 got straight to the point, "Song Zhiqing, can you help me with the pot?"
"You can pack your own ingredients and pot together, okay?"
"놖I almost vomited after eating so many cookies these past two days."
Lin He looked at Song Yue pitifully, with a hint of pleading.
Song Yue pursed her lips, "Are you the only one fighting? Can you cook?"
Lin He was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "It depends on whether you, Song Zhiqing, agree to take us two with you."
"I can cook, make dishes, dumplings, steamed buns, and all that."
He tried hard to introduce himself, fearing that Song Yue would refuse him.
Song Yue didn't say anything.
She's still a little angry about what happened yesterday...
However, judging from the fact that Lin He seemed to have a fight with the old educated youth later and his previous performance.
Lin He must have a misunderstanding here.
As for those three people, there was definitely no misunderstanding.
Lin He saw that Song Yue didn't say anything.
He then hurriedly said, "Song Zhiqing, let's try tonight. Tonight, ask the captain for a letter of introduction, and tomorrow morning, we will go to the city to buy a pot."
"Yeah." Song Yue responded and agreed, "Just once tonight."
Lin He's eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly, "Yeah, just once tonight."
Song Yue glanced at Lin He and said, "Those two, if you can make them shut up, you can fight for the pot."
"If you can't shut up, then there's no need."
Lin He nodded, "I understand."
놛's eyes fell on the pots and bowls that had not been washed yet, "Thank you, Song Zhiqing! To show my sincerity, 놖 will help you wash the pots and bowls..."
Song Yue opened her mouth to refuse.
Suddenly someone outside the courtyard called her, "Song Zhiqing!"
"Is Song Yue the educated youth here?"
This voice.
He looked at all the people at the educated youth point.
Song Yue frowned: "?"
The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't think of who it was.
She responded, "Song Zhiqing is here, who are you?"
The two people standing outside the educated youth center heard the question and thought to themselves: "..."
Not to mention that we spent a few days together in the hospital, we also met several times afterwards.
Can't you hear our voices?
Zhou Ye suddenly realized a problem. It didn't matter whether the educated youth Xiao Song heard the sound or not.
The important thing is to listen to the boss's voice.