"I won't eat with you tomorrow." Li Tingman finished her own steamed buns and porridge, put down her bowl and chopsticks and said lightly.
Meng Zhiyu was chewing the last bite of the wowo. Upon hearing this, he quickly chewed it twice and swallowed it. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Me too. I'll give it to you and eat it yourself."
In addition to being able to cook for myself when I eat alone, the main purpose is to regulate my body.
On the train, Meng Zhiyu suddenly received a medical examination report of his own. Since the original owner always did not have enough food to eat, let alone nutritious food, he suffered from severe malnutrition, which had affected his health.
Although she looks thin on the surface, her internal condition is actually very poor. If this continues for a long time, it will definitely affect her lifespan. Fortunately, she is not too old now, so there is still time for her to work hard to adjust her condition.
The most obvious thing is that this body has not had its menstrual period yet, and its chest is flat, like an airport.
Meng Zhiyu felt very sad when she thought about how she had her first period at fourteen and her penis was the size of an apple at sixteen!
She originally chose to continue studying medicine more to prepare for future work, but after knowing her physical condition, she became determined to work hard to live to be a hundred years old.
It’s impossible that he died young in his previous life and died young in this life too. That would be too tragic!
The atmosphere was already tense, and everyone except Zhang Qingwan said they wanted to go out and eat separately.
Song Yun frowned, obviously disagreeing.
Zhao Shuanglian's smile faded, and she said dryly, "That's not the case. You can just do what Song Yun and I did and put your own food into your bowl before eating. There's no need to share it, right?"
Mu Ziwei ate only two bites of food at the beginning, and then kept chewing on the steamed bread. "We all have different appetites and like different foods. It's good to separate them."
I have to write a letter and have a good talk with my dad later. Just because his wife forced him to get married, his son has to hide in the countryside to work and eat coarse grains. How can it be justified to give him more money?
He Zhida's face was also very ugly, he felt that the new educated youth had let him down. "Humph, we are all educated youth, who is more noble than who? What's the matter? You look down on me? Divide it up if you want. The pots and seasonings in the kitchen, as well as the vegetables in the yard, are all grown by us old educated youth. You are not allowed to touch them at all."
When Zhang Qingwan heard this, he quickly expressed his opinion, "He Zhiqing, I'm not leaving. I think it's nice to eat with you guys."
She had already looked at the vegetables in the front yard in the afternoon. There were quite a lot of them. If they were not allowed to eat them, she would have to exchange them with her fellow villagers. Why not eat them if they were free?
There are also pots, pans, seasonings and so on. These are very expensive to buy. These people are really pretentious.
Thinking this, she glanced at Meng Zhiyu and the others with disdain. Meng Zhiyu looked at her pouting mouth, which was almost reaching her nose, and wondered, "Is this person sick? What kind of high-skilled and bizarre expression is that?"
The two sides finally parted on bad terms. Li Qingqing was very excited at first, but after calming down, she asked worriedly, "We don't have a pot, how are we going to eat tomorrow?"
"There is no earthen stove either." Song Guangye continued.
Mu Ziwei looked nonchalant at the time and said, "What are you afraid of? There must be someone in the village who can do it. We can just build one when the time comes."
"I plan to build a small house in the back and move out to live by myself." Meng Zhiyu thought that since today was the first day, there would definitely be trouble in the future.
She also has to study hard, work as a deliveryman to earn gold coins, and take care of her body. How can she have so much time to bicker and fight with strangers all day long?
Li Qingqing originally thought she would just have a meal alone and had never considered building a house by herself. Besides, “Building a house by myself would require quite a bit of money, right?”
"No matter how much it costs, I'm going to build my own house." Mu Ziwei said nonchalantly.
Li Tingman looked at Song Guangye, who had remained silent with an embarrassed look on his face, and asked, "Song Zhiqing, are you going to build it?"
Song Guangye's handsome face flushed and he scratched his head. "I don't have much money, so I won't build it."
Li Tingman nodded and said nothing more.
Several people planned to go see the village chief again tomorrow, and then they went back to their rooms.
Zhao Shuanglian had already changed her clothes and was lying on the bed. Seeing them come in, she smiled and said, "You two came here together, and your relationship is different. Look, did you just come back from a private conversation?"
Then he looked at Zhang Qingwan who was sitting next to Song Yun, "Didn't you guys come together? Why don't you go with us?"
Zhang Qingwan looked displeased. He glanced at Meng Zhiyu and the others and said sarcastically, "Oh, they are all sophisticated people from big cities. How can I compare with them?"
"Zhao Zhiqing, you and Song Zhiqing must have a very good relationship. After all, you came here on the same day, live on the same kang, and eat from the same pot. Your relationship must be much stronger than the rest of us who have only been together for a few days." Meng Zhiyu rolled up his sleeves, took out his own toiletries, and chatted with her with a smile on his face.
Zhao Shuanglian paused, patted her pillow lightly, then reached out and took Song Yun's hand, with a look of emotion on her face, "Isn't it true? Now when I look at Sister Song, she's like my own sister."
Song Yun glanced at his held hand and smoothed the hair by his ear, "Sister Zhao is right."
Li Qingqing glanced at the two of them with envy. "That's great! Those of us who have left home don't know when we can return. It would be wonderful if we could find a friend who is as close as a sister and can help us with anything we encounter."
Li Tingman glanced at Li Qingqing, who simply believed what they said, shook her head, and took her own basin to wash.
When it was completely dark, Meng Zhiyu and the other two hurriedly wiped themselves with water and went to sleep on the kang. After lying down, Meng Zhiyu once again realized how important a separate room was.
Although I have been on the road for several days and was busy today, I still feel energetic lying on the kang.
All around was quiet. Meng Zhiyu was preparing for bed in her pajamas. Just as she felt a little bit of emotion, she was woken up by a small sound, "Rustle, rustle."
"Hmm?" Meng Zhiyu tilted his ear and listened carefully.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
"Squeak~"
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