Fish Head Lin Weiwan made a dish of chopped pepper fish head. Although it was a little small, the fish head was not wasted.

In this day and age, even families who can afford meat will waste some.

After putting together a dish and two canned foods, the small table was filled to the brim. Fat Hu ran back and got two stools.

As soon as the door was opened, the fragrance from the house wafted into the yard, which was especially noticeable in the cold winter air.

The people in the front yard were tortured to death again. Everyone regretted what they had done when they smelled the faint aroma. However, everyone had already picked up a chopstick to eat the dishes.

Thinking of the remaining pork, I had to bear with it and it would get better in two days.

Feng Yuzhen went outside to get firewood and met Chen Lei coming out. The two looked around and saw no one else.

Feng Yuzhen looked at Chen Lei sharply, "How is your business going?"

Chen Lei looked outside while smoking firewood. "She refused. I'll think of another way."

"Hurry up, I always feel that there is something right. If it works, adopt that plan."

Feng Yuzhen whispered and walked towards the room of the educated youth, holding the firewood, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Lei smelled the aroma in the air that he had never tasted before and swallowed his saliva.

Lin Huahua held the book and watched the two people leave outside the window. She just lowered her head silently, pretending to know everything.

The Spring Festival couplets were written, the window decorations were cut, and the five-person group chatted and laughed while making lanterns.

Lin Weiwan got some flour to make a paste, and everything was ready.

After heating up the remaining dishes, Comrade Hu Xiaopang even took out the last of the tomato soup to soak the rice.

The second day was considered to be over. Lin Weiwan and Hu Xiaopang had both their rooms filled with Spring Festival couplets, lanterns, and window decorations.

Lin Weiwan felt relieved when she saw Wang Qiaoyun laughing.

He turned to look at Ye Jibai again, sighed in his heart, and said, "Brother, come on, get those people away quickly."

Ye Jibai saw Lin Weiwan looking at him like that. Although there was no expression on his face, his ears turned a little red.

He took his time to clean up the kitchen for Lin Weiwan, and waited until the end with a righteous look under the teasing eyes of Comrade Xiaopang.

Watching several people leave, Ye Jibai closed the door and pushed Lin Weiwan against the wall.

A pair of eyes looked deeply at Lin Weiwan through the lens, "You just looked at me like that... do you have something to say to me?"

Lin Weiwan was stunned by Ye Jibai,...well, he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Uh..., I knitted a scarf for you. You should try it on. It's a New Year's gift."

Lin Weiwan only wanted to give the scarf she had just woven to Ye Jibai.

The slender white fingers pushed Ye Jibai's chest but did not push him away.

Lin Weiwan looked at the man in front of her in confusion. With the light on his back, Ye Jibai's tall figure was hidden in the darkness.

A breath of aggression hit her face, and Lin Weiwan stared at the man who was slowly approaching her.

A smile appeared on his thin lips. He raised one hand to take off his glasses and stood up.

"Then how can I repay you!" There was a dangerous signal flashing in his narrow eyes.

Under Lin Weiwan's surprised gaze, a cool and soft touch came up to him.

The moment Lin Weiwan saw Ye Jibai take off his glasses, there was only one thought in his mind.

It was the glasses that caused the problem. The moment he took off the glasses, Ye Jibai’s entire face was exposed to Lin Weiwan’s eyes.

Unlike the usually cold and abstinent Ye Jibai, there was a hint of evil in Ye Jibai's expression just now, which was something Lin Weiwan had never seen before.

The two of them panted and leaned against each other calmly. Ye Jibai put on his glasses again and returned to his usual self.

Lin Weiwan quickly stepped aside and took out the washed scarf from the cupboard.

Ye Jibai followed behind Lin Weiwan and saw the scarf the girl was holding. He lowered his head slightly and motioned Lin Weiwan to put it on him.

At a close distance, Lin Weiwan wrapped the scarf around Ye Jibai's neck.

"Go to bed early." Ye Jibai reached out and touched Lin Weiwan's face, which was as white as jade under the light.

If he stayed any longer, something bad would happen, so Ye Jibai strode out.

The pattern on the neck was the same as that of an ordinary scarf, and it was obvious that it was carefully woven. Ye Jibai smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the scarf and couldn't help curling his lips.

Lin Weiwan locked the door and picked up Xiaomi from the ground in her arms.

He reached out his hand to touch his slightly swollen lips, then fell down on the kang with a guilty conscience.

My heart was beating like a deer, and it took me a while to calm down.

After drawing the curtains, Lin Weiwan moved the table to the edge of the kang.

In the middle of the night, Lin Weiwan woke up from his sleep and added some firewood to the kang, so that the room was warm until morning.

Just as I was about to enter the inner room, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"who?"

"It's me, Shen Minghua. Do you have any medicine for colds and fever? I need it urgently."

At the door, Shen Minghua, wearing a military coat, was rubbing his hands back and forth due to the cold.

"Wait a moment." Lin Weiwan hurried into the inner room and lit the kerosene lamp.

He spread the quilt again, opened the cupboard, took out the medicine bag from it, took out cough, cold and fever-reducing medicine, and opened the door for Shen Minghua who was at the door.

The door opened and a gust of cold wind blew in from outside, making Lin Weiwan shiver.

"Here, they are all here." Lin Weiwan knew who had a cold and quickly handed the medicine to Shen Minghua.

"Is it serious? I'll try acupuncture to relieve it." Lin Weiwan asked Shen Minghua, who looked anxious.

Shen Minghua took the medicine and thanked him, then stopped when he was about to turn around and leave.

"Is it okay?"

"Of course, we are all friends and it's a bit awkward to say this." Lin Weiwan looked at Shen Minghua openly.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll put on my coat." Lin Weiwan turned around, went into the house, took out a military coat, cotton hat and scarf, quickly put them on and walked out.

"Let's go."

Shen Minghua looked at Lin Weiwan deeply, and quietly led Lin Weiwan out of the educated youth point under the night light.

Although Lin Weiwan felt a little strange, she didn't ask too much. Is she a virgin girlfriend?

When the two of them walked to the cowshed, Shen Minghua turned around and looked at Lin Weiwan.

"If you think it's too good, you can go back." Shen Minghua was tangled all the way. He wanted to bring Lin Weiwan with him, but he was afraid that if someone saw it, it would implicate Lin Weiwan.

Grandpa looked very ill, but he had no idea about it in the past two days. He was fine when he came over a few days ago.

I came here to deliver something tonight and found out that grandpa was sick. I was angry that they didn't come to see me for fear of getting me implicated.

"What's the matter? Let's go in." Lin Weiwan entered the bullpen faster than Shen Minghua.

In the dim firelight, five elderly people were huddled in a haystack at the foot of the wall. On the other side were the village laborers working as oxen.

The whole shed was filled with a smell of fire. Shen Minghua followed behind Lin Weiwan and quickly turned on the flashlight in his hand.

"Who is it?" an old voice asked.

"Master Qu, it's me."