So now Jiang Yingyue doesn’t have Ruan Jiaojiao’s space, nor does she have the spiritual spring water to add flavor to her dishes, so the dishes she cooks are not delicious.
It can't even be said that it's not delicious, but it's unpalatable.
Jiang Yingyue, who was not far away, had been constantly recalling Aunt Cuihua's expression and what she had said before she left since Aunt Cuihua left.
The more Jiang Yingyue thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She grabbed her head angrily and pulled her hair hard.
It's obvious that they have a poor sense of taste, but they still insist that the food they cook is not tasty.
That old lady was like this. She said she was admitted to the hospital because of the food she cooked, and Aunt Cuihua was the same.
Don’t you think about it? If the dish doesn’t taste good, how can it look so good?
Jiang Yingyue cursed madly in her heart. She really hated this group of inconsiderate people. She even hated Aunt Cuihua.
Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the crazy expression on Jiang Yingyue's face and the way she was pulling her hair.
She couldn't help but think, is Jiang Yingyue going to turn evil?
Looking at Jiang Yingyue like this, Ruan Jiaojiao shrank her neck in fear. After all, lunatics are the scariest. You never know what crazy thing she will do next.
Ruan Jiaojiao secretly thought in her heart that she must stay away from Jiang Yingyue in the future and not provoke her for the time being.
Song Qingfeng looked at Ruan Jiaojiao's frightened expression. He touched her head soothingly and asked her gently, "What's wrong?"
Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Jiang Yingyue and said to Song Qingfeng, "Looking at Jiang Yingyue, do you feel that she is a little scary?"
Song Qingfeng stared at Jiang Yingyue's expression for a while, nodded in agreement and said, "It's a bit scary. We should stay away from her in the future, lest she bites people like a mad dog."
After saying that, Song Qingfeng pulled Ruan Jiaojiao into her own room and asked her to stay in the room and wait for him to bring her the meal.
Ruan Jiaojiao thought about it and felt that this was very convenient. She didn't need to do anything and just wait to eat, so she nodded and agreed.
After waiting for about half an hour, Song Qingfeng knocked on Ruan Jiaojiao's door and brought her three dishes and a soup.
I don’t know if Song Qingfeng wanted to prove that his cooking skills were better than Jiang Yingyue’s, but he actually cooked the same dish that Jiang Yingyue cooked today.
The braised pork made by Song Qingfeng looks much better than that made by Jiang Yingyue. The braised pork is shiny and trembling. The first bite is to feel the skin, and then gently cut it down with your teeth. The bottom layer is fat, which is absolutely fat but not greasy. The next layer is lean meat, which melts in the mouth. The next layer is another layer of fat, followed by another layer of lean meat. The layers are clear, but there are no sharp edges.
Every time Ruan Jiaojiao eats the dishes cooked by Song Qingfeng, she is impressed by his cooking skills.
She took another bite of the stir-fried pork with chili peppers made by Song Qingfeng. It looked like smooth and tender meat slices with a hint of soy sauce, and red and green chili peppers that were shiny with oil. It was steaming hot, and the aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of chili peppers and spicy taste went straight into her nose, making her mouth water.
The greens are fragrant, crisp, tender, and have a unique sweetness.
After Ruan Jiaojiao finished her meal, she put down her chopsticks and bowl and asked Song Qingfeng, "Did you add spiritual spring water to your dish?"
Song Qingfeng burst out laughing and said proudly: "If I add spiritual spring water, this meal will be so delicious that you will want to eat the next one after eating it."
Ruan Jiaojiao thought to herself that even though he didn't add Ling's water, it made her feel like she had finished a meal and was already thinking about the next one.
Although she agreed with Song Qingfeng's words in her heart, she still didn't want Song Qingfeng to be too proud, so she rolled her eyes and said to him: "Come on."
Song Qingfeng said unconvincedly: "That's right. By the way, Jiaojiao, do you want to add some spiritual spring water when cooking in the future? In fact, I think adding spiritual spring water is good for our health."
Ruan Jiaojiao nodded in agreement. After all, spiritual spring water was a good thing and adding it would only benefit them and not harm them.
She remembered that they hadn't practiced for a long time recently, so Ruan Jiaojiao said to Song Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, we haven't practiced for a long time. I plan to practice every day starting tonight. What about you?"
Song Qingfeng was so happy when he heard Ruan Jiaojiao say that she wanted to practice.
Although I can't kiss Jiaojiao when practicing, if I practice, I can spend more time with Ruan Jiaojiao.
He really wanted to be with his Jiaojiao every day.
So when Song Qingfeng heard what Ruan Jiaojiao said, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay Jiaojiao, I'll listen to you."
After saying this, Song Qingfeng returned to his room.
Although they could both drink the spiritual spring water and restore their energy, they still felt that sleeping was different.
To restore your energy, you can't just rely on spiritual spring water, you should also get some sleep.
When the noon work bell rang again, Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng got up and prepared to go to work.
Although the two of them had already finished half of the work in the morning, and the work didn't earn them many work points in the first place.
But thinking about having to do half of it in the afternoon, they still felt it was very tiring.
This time is a bit special. Usually we gather in the morning to receive the work in order to save time.
There is no need to gather at noon, just go to the fields to work.
But this afternoon the village chief gathered them together, saying he was planning to hold a short meeting.
After everyone was gathered, the village chief was ready to start speaking. He announced something with his face full of wrinkles like old bark.
He said calmly, "We've been reporting to the commune about building a primary school, and today they finally approved it. This means we'll have our own primary school, and our children won't have to walk over ten kilometers to attend school."
Although the village chief's tone was very flat, it could be seen that he was very happy that a primary school could be built in his village.
After all, in his eyes, as long as children study, they will have more opportunities in the future.
If there are any job opportunities in the city in the future, the children from our village can also sign up.
If the recruitment is successful, the grain and oil relationship will be transferred and the city household registration will be obtained.
From then on, you will be a city dweller, and the fate of your whole family will change.
So this is the reason why he kept submitting applications to the commune to build a primary school, and he even went to the commune many times for this purpose.
He lost face and kept complaining to his superiors. The superiors could no longer stand him and finally approved his request to build a primary school in his village.
The villagers of Shanghe Village were also very happy when they heard that their village was going to have a primary school.
Some women whose children were in school were so excited that they even shed tears.
You know, she feels heartbroken every day when she sees her child walking such a long mountain road.
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