Hearing Gao Youhui's words, Jiang He's eyes flickered, but he quickly looked away. He had no pressure in deceiving Lin Ran, so he didn't have any psychological burden. He just didn't know why he suddenly felt depressed. He blamed it on the fact that the sun was too strong today.
His sight accidentally turned to Zhao Xiaoxue in front of him, and when she saw that he was looking at her, she quickly turned her face away.
Seeing that the other person's face was red from the sun, Jiang He asked, "Do you still have the spare water bottle?"
"You didn't move? What are you doing?" Gao Youhui took off the water bottle and handed it to him. "Have you finished your water?"
"No." Jiang He took it and walked a few steps to Zhao Xiaoxue. "Where's your bowl?"
"Ah? Oh!" Zhao Xiaoxue quickly finished the water in her bowl, then held the bowl and looked at him.
"Drink some sour plum soup to cool off!" Jiang He unscrewed the kettle and poured the bright red liquid into the bowl. "I made this. Remember to drink it up."
"Thank you!" Zhao Xiaoxue's face showed joy, and when she looked at Jiang Heshi, the love in her eyes could not be hidden.
"Of course, we are all friends." Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "I have always wanted to have a sister like you."
"Oh!" The light in Zhao Xiaoxue's eyes suddenly went out, but she soon figured it out. The man in front of her was indeed not someone she could have. Maybe it would be a good idea for her to find a brother here so that she wouldn't be too deeply involved.
"Then I'll leave." Jiang He saw that someone had already taken a fancy to them, so they said hello to the other party and left.
"Have you figured it out?" Gao Youhui said with a wicked smile.
"I've made it clear to her that I only treat him as my sister." Jiang He glanced at him.
"Poof!" Gao Youhui spat out the water he had just drunk. "What?"
"I don't like her. I treat her just like a younger sister at most, so don't be a matchmaker." Jiang He said, and turned his gaze to Lu Mingfeng and Lin Ran. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that when he was talking to Zhao Xiaoxue just now, the other party had stared at him.
"It's time, it's time, everyone has had a rest, let's finish the work quickly." The team leader over there has already started shouting, and everyone packed up and continued to plant the seedlings.
For some unknown reason, Jiang He and Yun Wazi were grouped together this time, and the other smiled at him.
"Hey, Xiao He, how do you make that sour plum soup?" A woman next to Jiang He came over and asked, seeing him turn his head and look at her.
The woman immediately said, "My wife is pregnant. She vomits everything she eats. She almost fainted when she came yesterday. I'm worried that she can't hold on."
In this era, it was not fashionable for pregnant women to rest because times were difficult. Some women even gave birth to their children on the ridges of fields. Women of this era can really be described as great.
"Okay, I'll teach you after we finish living today. I can also make some other sour pastries. If you want to learn one, I'll teach you. Don't worry, I won't waste food." Jiang He said with a smile.
Before, because he believed the rumors about the end of the world, in order to avoid suffering from food in the future, he upgraded his cooking skills from ordinary home cooking to an all-round master chef. As the Chinese say, making friends through food is twice the result with half the effort.
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