Ma Debi originally intended to scare her, so that if the health station found anything, she would be in deep trouble.
Who knew she wasn't afraid at all.
This angered Ma Debi, who said to Liu Guanjun standing to the side:
“Come on, carry me to the health station. If they find out someone is using something to harm people, let’s see who gets the better end of it.”
Liu Guanjun obediently squatted down to carry him on his back. At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a black cloud appeared in the distance.
It looks like it's going to rain.
Zhu Xiaomin was tending the fire, while Jiang Wenwan leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed, looking at the sky, then at them, and said idly:
"Go on! It looks like it's going to rain soon."
You might not even get to the health station before the rain soaks you through.
Tsk tsk, this is great, now I don't have to do laundry anymore.
Oh, by the way, I'm telling you, from now on, you male educated youth will have to wash your own clothes.
"If you dare make us wash your clothes, I'll throw them in the toilet."
"You, Jiang Zhiqing, don't push your luck!"
Ma Debi jumped up from his chair in a fit of anger, but then collapsed onto Liu Guanjun because he was too weak.
The two rolled around in a ball like tumbleweeds.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Ma Debi complained about Liu Guanjun, who also fell. Liu Guanjun got up from the ground, his face expressionless, and said:
"I didn't expect you to come up here so suddenly."
"It looks like it's about to rain. Shall we move our things inside?"
"If I don't move, why should I have to live in a small room?"
Jiang Wenwan shrugged, seeing that he didn't even have the strength to scratch his messy hair.
Your head must be really itchy right now, right?
Thinking about it, she suddenly realized that when she went back to the room, she should sprinkle some flea and insecticide powder on the kang (heated brick bed).
"If you can't live in a small room, then how come the female educated youth who were sent to the countryside before could live in one?"
You're making the five of us squeeze in!
"Now it's your turn. Neither of you can stay here. Ma Zhiqing, you're so delicate! What kind of capitalist behavior is this?"
"You, you didn't stay there either!"
He muttered something under his breath, glanced at Jiang Wenwan, and then turned to look at the small house.
Then I looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.
Finally, after careful consideration, he said to Jiang Wenwan:
"What did you do to me? Why do I have no strength?"
Jiang Wenwan rolled her eyes at him.
"I didn't do anything to you, you're blaming me for it!"
After saying that, he turned around, took the ladle from Zhu Xiaomin, and began to pour boiling water into the kettle.
When I came out, there was no one left in the courtyard.
When Liu Guanjun came out and packed their luggage into the small room, Jiang Wenwan smiled.
Everything can be changed; it's just that some people don't fight back or try to change things.
Of course, the original owner is an exception, as this is still related to personality.
She went inside, took out her enamel mug, and scooped out a few spoonfuls of malted milk powder.
The malted milk powder is milky yellow and has a sweet, milky aroma.
Taking a bite, the rich milky aroma spread in her mouth, and Jiang Wenwan's eyes lit up as her mouth was filled with fragrance.
She brewed a mug of tea, then took out three large peach shortbreads, taking a bite of which was crisp and fragrant.
Soak the malted milk powder again until it softens, and the taste will be even more milky and fragrant with the aroma of peach shortbread. Take a bite and it will be soft and sweet.
Delicious!
Take a sip of rich malted milk powder, then soak a piece of peach shortbread in it, and you'll feel absolutely blissful!
I feel really comfortable.
"Gurgle!"
The sound of swallowing could be heard from inside the room.
Jiang Wenwan turned her head and glanced at Hu Qinghua, who was glaring at her fiercely.
I rolled my eyes at her.
He took out two peach shortbreads and gave them to the two female educated youths.
"You all bring your teacups over here, and I'll scoop two spoonfuls for each of you."
Today is our first day here, so it's a small gesture.
When the two female educated youths heard her say that, their eyes lit up, and they unconsciously swallowed hard, bringing over their teacups.
Jiang Wenwan scooped a spoonful for each of them, and Zhu Xiaomin also scooped a spoonful for each of them.
Feng Chunzao, 19 years old, from Suzhou, hugged her teacup and took a deep breath of the rich milky aroma.
Thank you all!
"Thank you all too. My name is Tan Yumiao. Jiang Zhiqing, your family is so kind to you. They even brought you several cans of malted milk powder."
Tan Yumiao, 20 years old, glanced at Hu Qinghua, who was munching on a pancake, as she spoke.
She pouted after receiving a pair of eye rolls from Hu Qinghua.
Jiang Wenwan did not answer her question, but instead looked at Hu Qinghua who was carrying a teacup and put the lid on the malted milk powder.
Hu Qinghua was annoyed. She got angry just seeing Jiang Wenwan, and she got even angrier that Jiang Wenwan wouldn't give her any malted milk powder.
With a loud "bang!"
She placed the teacup on the only table in the room.
"Jiang Wenwan, I've put up with you for too long. Bring me the malted milk powder, why won't I drink it?"
Zhu Xiaomin quickly stood up to smooth things over.
"I have some here, I'll scoop out two spoonfuls for you, what's missing? Here you go."
"Get away from me!"
Zhu Xiaomin scooped up a spoonful of malted milk powder and was about to put it into Hu Qinghua's teacup when Hu Qinghua brushed it away.
Seeing the malted milk powder spilled all over the table, Zhu Xiaomin's face immediately darkened.
He angrily slammed the lid on the malted milk powder can.
"Forget it, my good intentions have been wasted."
Feng Chunzao and Tan Yumiao watched from the side. They knew that Jiang Wenwan was very skilled. Even Ma, an educated youth in the educated youth settlement, could not get the better of her.
Hu Qinghua dared to talk to her like that, could they really be sisters?
Hu Qinghua ignored Zhu Xiaomin and instead watched as Jiang Wenwan was about to put away the can of malted milk powder.
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