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Thirty minutes later, Nan Zhiqing and Zhao Zhiqing finished cooking dinner.
Chu Qi was tired of standing, so he moved a small bamboo stool and sat aside waiting.
She was very patient and just watched her two roommates busying themselves with calm eyes.
In the past, the original owner would wait until they finished eating before coming to cook.
To be honest, Chu Qi's direct gaze makes people feel pressured unconsciously.
Nan Zhiqing took the meal outside to eat unnaturally, and Zhao Zhiqing followed closely behind.
The small kitchen suddenly became a lot more spacious without the two grown men.
Chu Qi was in a good mood as she enjoyed the kitchen alone.
Everyone has to collect firewood by themselves, and without firewood to cook, you will go hungry.
There wasn't much firewood left that the original owner had picked up, and the earthen stove still had the residual heat from the fire that had just been lit, but the charcoal that should have been left had been taken away by someone.
Chu Qi squatted on a small stool, and with her slender and beautiful fingers, she picked up small pieces of dry firewood and put them into the earthen stove, arranging them into a suitable frame.
There was not much pine bark left to start the fire, so Chu Qi used a not-so-sharp hatchet to cut off a piece of pine bark, lit it with a match, and then used pliers to put it into the earthen stove.
The dry branches of trees caught fire at the slightest touch.
The blazing fire burned the blackened bottom of the pot, and Chu Qi held the ladle and scooped water in to wash the pot.
Rinse the pot clean, add a little oil, and add water after the oil and water are heated.
Wait for the water to heat up.
Chu Qi was not idle either. She cleaned the chopping board and smashed two cloves of garlic for later use.
After about three minutes, the water was preheated and slowly boiled.
Chu Qi then put a handful of noodles in.
When the noodles are almost cooked, add garlic for seasoning, then add a little salt and mix well.
In this way, a simple clear soup noodle is ready.
Chu Qi may not be good at other things, but she has a talent for cooking. She can make even a simple clear soup noodle taste delicious.
Take it out and eat it with salted radish, it has a unique flavor.
Outside, Nan Zhiqing and Zhao Zhiqing sniffed the rich aroma of clear soup noodles in the air and paused in their eating.
Nan Zhiqing moved his nose, and the fragrance went straight into his nose, and suddenly the coarse grains in the bowl no longer smelled good:
"When did Chu Qi become so good at cooking? It's a good performance if he doesn't burn the rice normally."
Zhao Zhiqing picked at the mediocre, barely filling coarse grains in the bowl with no feeling of satisfaction, and took a deep breath:
"I heard that he's dating someone who's very pretty. I guess his girlfriend taught him!"
He continued to eat his rice, enjoying the fragrance in the air.
I can't eat it, but the smell is good to eat with rice...
"People who are good-looking find partners quickly." The educated youth from the south said sourly, "It's only been two months since I went to the countryside, and it's too fast."
Zhao Zhiqing: "Eat quickly, or it will be harder to eat once the aroma is gone."
Nan Zhiqing: “….”
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The end of Zhuangjia Village.
The setting sun was slanting, and the breeze was blowing through the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound. Deep in the forest, there were two families.
There are few people living at the end of the village, and most of the people in Zhuangjia Village live at the head and center of the village.
There are only two families living near this bamboo forest.
One family is Zhuang Aiguo’s, and the other is Zhuang Sufen’s family.
Zhuang Aiguo had bad legs and feet since childhood, his parents died early, and he grew up eating at other people's homes.
When he reached middle age, he finally married a refugee and they formed a small family that was not happy but lived happily.
The good times did not last long. A year later, his wife gave birth to a daughter, but soon fell seriously ill and passed away.
Naming my daughter Zhuang Xiaolan has no meaning. It's simply because I'm uneducated and don't know how to name something.
After his wife passed away, Zhuang Aiguo raised his daughter alone, and the two depended on each other for survival.
Zhuang Sufen is a widow. Her husband died early and she never remarried, raising her son alone.
It is said that two families living close to each other should get along well.
As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.
Even if we can't become good neighbors, at least we have to get along well enough to say hello to each other when we meet.
Yet something went wrong.
Zhuang Sufen is a hot-tempered person and difficult to get along with.
It is understandable that she is aggressive, because it would be difficult for a person to gain a foothold if he or she is not assertive when raising a son.
The problem is that she loves her son so much that she wants to hold him to her belt, take him wherever he goes, and be with him forever.
Love but lack of discipline.
Her son grew up to be a bully in the village, bullying weak children who had no one to support them.
Among them, neighbor Zhuang Xiaolan was bullied the most by the bully, who physically assaulted her and cursed her, calling her a motherless child.
After a while, Zhuang Xiaolan started to feel inferior because of him.
By the time Zhuang Aiguo discovered that his daughter was being bullied, she had already become less talkative.
Zhuang Aiguo was so angry that he picked up a broom and went to find the little bully and gave him a good beating.
The little bully went home and cried to his mother.
Zhuang Sufen was heartbroken when she heard this.
That day, he was holding a small stool and howling in front of Zhuang Aiguo's door.
They lived at the end of the village where there were few people, but those were the busy farming season, with wheat being harvested everywhere. If Zhuang Sufen howled, everyone would know about it.
This caused the village chief to come and inquire about the situation.
Find out what happened.
When Zhuang Xiaolan, a little girl, stood there pitifully, the stupid-brained little bully immediately looked more like a villain.
Other children also came out to testify on behalf of Zhuang Xiaolan.
Okay, the matter has been explained clearly. It was the little bully who bullied Zhuang Aiguo's daughter first. That's proven.
What should I do?
The village chief discussed with the villagers and decided that for fair and just reasons, Zhuang Sufen’s son had to apologize to Zhuang Xiaolan!
Not only did he fail to seek justice by throwing a tantrum, but his own precious son had to apologize to that dead girl.
Zhuang Sufen was furious.
From then on, the feud between the two families began.
Over the years, the two families have never had a good conversation with each other.
Zhuang Aiguo didn't want that kind of neighbor, and at the end of the year when the feud arose, he built a high wall between the two houses, completely isolating them from each other.
It’s so relaxing not to see the faces of that woman Zhuang Sufen and her son!
In the blink of an eye, a long time passed, and the little girl grew into a beautiful young lady.
Zhuang Xiaolan is eighteen years old this year.
She has been studious since she was young. When she was little, there was a kind old teacher in the village who taught here, and she was fortunate enough to study there for two years.
I've heard from my teacher how vast the world outside is.
Unfortunately, the old teacher died of illness two years later, and the teacher who taught for free was gone.
The family was poor and schooling was expensive. Zhuang Aiguo could not afford so much money, so Zhuang Xiaolan's studies ended there.
Over the years, she has memorized what she has learned over and over again, and has already memorized it by heart.
I have a natural liking for people who read.
When Chu Qi appeared in front of her, talking about philosophy and chatting with her about her ideals in life.
Zhuang Xiaolan's passion was completely ignited, and she fell for this man who was full of philosophical ideals.
In fact, it’s not just her. People are visual animals. Who doesn’t like to be good-looking?
There are many girls in the village who secretly like Chu Qi.
But for some reason, Chu Qi chose Zhuang Xiaolan----
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