After talking with other educated youth for a while, He Xianqiu told them that he was going to the kitchen to cook.
After all, it was her turn to cook today, and she couldn't just let others do the cooking just because of her injured foot. After all, she could still walk.
Although I walked a little slower, I could still walk.
When the other educated youth saw her enter the kitchen, they quickly said, "Since you are injured, let us do it."
He Xianqiu shook his head: "Thank you, I can still walk, I can do it myself."
Seeing her firm attitude, the others stopped trying to persuade her.
Afterwards, He Xianqiu limped into the kitchen. She first washed the vegetables and then cooked.
However, she didn't seem to have a talent for cooking. The dishes she cooked produced a lot of bubbles, which made He Xianqiu look confused.
Why are there so many bubbles when cooking? Bubbles come out one after another.
Seeing that He Xianqiu was at a loss, she quickly called the people outside to come in.
"I'm cooking, and there's a lot of foam. What's going on?"
Others heard her voice and came in.
Looking at the food being fried in the pan, I saw a lot of bubbles floating up, which were getting bigger and bigger. I screamed in surprise.
"He Zhiqing, how did you cook it? There's so much foam?" Will it be poisonous to people if eaten?
He Xianqiu didn't know why, she said blankly: "I fried it according to the steps I made this morning."
The other educated youth felt relieved when they heard this. Fortunately, they did not eat the food cooked by He Xianqiu at noon, otherwise they would have to go to the hospital.
Then several educated youth and He Xianqiu in the kitchen looked at each other in bewilderment. They were all following the steps, so how could so many bubbles be created?
He Xianqiu looked at the foam in the pot and didn't know where to start, so he could only stare blankly.
Finally, the food in the pot finally fell out. No one dared to eat the foamy food. He Xianqiu also found it scary to look at it.
He Xianqiu never thought that her cooking skills could be so bad. She could clearly learn the dishes that she watched Aunt Lin cook and those in the videos, but why were the results so different?
This is probably because the brain can do it, but the hands can't.
In the end, Zhang Zhijuan stepped forward and cooked dinner, with He Xianqiu helping.
The dishes were ready, He Xianqiu brought them to the main room, and then they started eating.
He Xianqiu had already eaten and was very full, so she told everyone that she would not eat if she was not hungry.
Just as He Xianqiu was about to leave, He Qiye, one of the male educated youth, called her. She stopped, turned around and asked, "What's wrong? He Zhiqing."
He Qiye glanced at her, then hesitantly said, "He Zhiqing, why don't you stop cooking in the future? The food you cook... is... just not very good."
The other male educated youth seemed to agree with her and nodded.
He Xianqiu was a little stunned when he heard the other party's tactful words. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Shuhua jumped out.
The other party glared at He Qiye: "Why doesn't He Xianqiu have to cook? This is unfair to us female educated youth."
Then he looked at He Xianqiu fiercely: "You are not trying to be lazy."
Zhao Yaling next to him said in a very gentle tone: "Xianqiu, you have never done this kind of work before, so you are probably not used to it, and you want to escape."
After hearing this, Yang Shuhua became even angrier: "I haven't done that either."
He Xianqiu felt disgusted when he heard Zhao Yaling's words which were full of ulterior motives. She had already torn her relationship with her, yet she was still calling him "Xianqiu, Xianqiu".
Zhang Zhijuan, who was standing nearby, saw the tense atmosphere and quickly tried to persuade them: "He Zhiqing didn't mean that. We are all educated youths, and harmony is important."
Yang Shuhua was not willing to listen to the advice at all. She said to He Xianqiu in a vicious voice: "You have to do it anyway."
He Xianqiu heard her words of command and retorted: "Did I say I wouldn't do it? Before I even opened my mouth to say a word, you jumped out and got angry on your own. How ridiculous."
When Yang Shuhua heard what He Xianqiu said, her face turned pale and she reached out to hit her.
He Xianqiu grabbed her hand and slapped her in the face.
Yang Shuhua covered her face and said in shock, "You hit me? You actually hit me, you bitch, you bastard."
He Xianqiu felt a headache when he heard her swearing. What kind of dirty words were those?
He Xianqiu frowned: "Why are you spewing shit all over your mouth? It irritates me."
After saying that, she took a step back and looked at Yang Shuhua with disgust.
Yang Shuhua was so angry that she was shaking and stepped forward to grab He Xianqiu's hair.
But Zhang Zhijuan stopped him and said, "Yang Zhiqing, calm down."
But Yang Shuhua had now lost all rationality and she glared at He Xianqiu fiercely.
He Xianqiu looked at her indifferently, not feeling any pain at the other's gaze.
The other educated youth were stunned by this scene. Why did they start arguing? Then they spoke one after another.
"Yang Zhiqing, He Zhiqing hasn't said anything yet, and you're already cursing him."
"That's right."
When Yang Shuhua heard everyone blaming her, her eyes turned red and she stopped talking.
When He Xianqiu thought of what Zhao Yaling said, he immediately looked at Zhao Yaling and smiled at her: "Zhao Zhiqing, if you can't speak, then don't speak. Even if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
When Zhao Yaling heard He Xianqiu's mocking words, she was immediately furious and the expression on her face was a little out of control, but when she thought of the other educated youth who were there, she could only try hard to control herself, lowering her head with a look of grievance.
When He Xianqiu saw her like this, she knew that the other party was going to use force, so she immediately said: "Zhao Zhiqing, don't cry, I didn't bully you, you are making it difficult for me."
When Zhao Yaling heard her words, the tears that were about to burst out could not be shed, so she could only hold them back, then raised her head and said with a fake smile: "I'm not crying, Xianqiu, you misunderstood."
When He Xianqiu heard the other party's intimate words, he felt disgusted. They had already fallen out with each other, but they were still pretending to have a good relationship.
He Xianqiu felt bored and didn't want to listen to the other party's hypocritical words anymore, so she told everyone that she was going back to the dormitory and they could eat slowly.
After He Xianqiu left, the others couldn't help but say when they saw the dishes He Xianqiu cooked, "It's better not to let He Zhiqing cook. The dishes she cooked this afternoon had a lot of bubbles floating on the surface. You didn't see the scene, and you don't know if it will poison people if they eat it."
Those who saw He Xianqiu cooking nodded and then spoke.
"If you dare to eat it, just let her cook it. You saw what she cooked this morning."
"Besides, if He Zhiqing doesn't cook anymore, he can make up for it in other ways. Why are Yang Zhiqing and Zhao Zhiqing so excited?"
Zhao Yaling choked. She didn't expect that she would be blamed. She always had a perfect image. It was all He Xianqiu's fault. She clenched her hands tightly, but her face was still gentle.
When others thought about the black dishes He Xianqiu cooked this morning, they felt that what he said did make sense.
Then everyone thought about how to make up for it and expressed their ideas.
He Xianqiu returned to the dormitory and had no idea that after she left, the others started discussing that she had stopped cooking and how she should make up for it, and their discussions were getting more and more outrageous.
After He Xianqiu returned to the dormitory, she opened the cloth bag and was stunned when she saw what was inside. There were three dollars in the bag.
No one knew when Ji Chenzhou put it in there. Everyone said it was a gift to him. He Xianqiu was helpless, but he could understand it.
He Xianqiu thought that when he saw Ji Chenzhou one day, he would return the three dollars to him. Although He Xianqiu spent money lavishly, he also knew that three dollars was a considerable amount of money in the 1970s.
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