"Are we really going to wait here for that woman?"
San Ya swallowed hard and pinched her palms to restrain herself from touching the candy. The candy was too fragrant, and the sweet smell kept drilling into her nose, making her drool.
"That woman said she would give us something to eat in the afternoon. Her food is so good, we can take it back to Brother Qiu. Brother Qiu is sick and needs good food to replenish his body." Dabao analyzed.
"What if she..." Erbao looked in the direction where Song Zhi left, his little dark face wrinkled with worry.
Dabao was silent for a while before shaking his head and saying, "No, she should be a good person."
They almost stole her things, but she didn't report it to the village cadres and even gave them food.
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The food at lunch was still terrible.
A big pot of watery vegetables with clear soup and steamed corn bread. The vegetables had almost no oil, with only a layer of oil floating on the surface. It looked unappetizing, not to mention that the steamed corn bread was so rough that it seemed to open a hole in the throat. One mouthful required three mouthfuls of soup to wash it down.
They had a lot of work to do in the morning and hadn't eaten anything, so even if this meal was terrible, no one could stand it.
No one was picky anymore and everyone worked hard.
Captain Long Deshou came over to inspect and nodded with satisfaction. Look, isn’t this food very delicious?
It is indeed necessary to give them a warning, otherwise these tender-skinned educated youth will not know their place.
After one morning, Song Ruanruan became more familiar with the male educated youth. During meals, she sat among a group of male educated youth, chatting and laughing with them, with laughter filling the air.
"Brother Jian, please help me when you finish your work."
She gently bumped into the tall male educated youth beside her, and her voice was unnaturally coquettish.
The male educated youth was flustered by her flower-like smile and agreed with a smile: "Okay, no problem, I will help you when I finish."
"Thank you, Brother Jian, you are so kind!"
Song Ruanruan smiled even more brightly and thanked him sweetly, which made the male educated youth even more distracted and his ears turned red.
Song Ruanruan looked at the silly-looking male educated youth and a hint of disdain flashed across her eyes.
When she looked up, she happened to meet Song Zhi's gaze, and she raised her eyebrows proudly.
When Song Ruanruan thought about Song Zhi having to work hard to pick cotton in the afternoon, she felt very happy and even the unpalatable food became more delicious.
Song Zhi pretended not to notice Song Ruanruan's provocation and finished the bowl of tasteless pot dish in silence. As for the hard steamed bun, she really couldn't eat it, so she quietly put it into the space when no one was paying attention.
There was an hour break at noon. After quickly finishing his meal, Song Zhi returned to the dormitory.
After carefully locking the door, she entered the space and went to the supermarket to pick out some bread to eat.
She ate while walking around the supermarket. The food in the educated youth canteen was really hard to eat. She was pregnant now, so she had to pay more attention to nutrition. It was definitely not okay to eat snacks and bread all the time. She had to cook for herself.
The supermarket was well stocked with all kinds of kitchen utensils, rice, noodles, vegetables, and meat, but it was a pity that she couldn't use them.
There was no kitchen in their dormitory for educated youth. If she wanted to cook her own food, she had to go to the kitchen for educated youth. The pots there were also public. If she wanted to use them personally, she had to apply to the chef.
Not only is it troublesome, but it is also easy to be exposed.
"It seems I have no choice but to buy a pot myself."
She remembered that there were several industrial tickets in the stack of tickets Lin Wanru gave her.
When she had a break, she would go buy an iron pot.
She stuffed the last bite of bread into her mouth, stroked her warm belly, and whispered, "Bear with it for a few more days. Mom will make delicious food in a few days to replenish your nutrition."
She lay on the bed with her clothes on and took a nap for a while. When she heard the assembly whistle outside, she quickly picked up her torn gloves, gathered with the educated youth, and returned to the cotton field.
When Song Zhi came back, she saw from afar the three little guys sitting in a row on the edge of the field waiting for her.
"Sister, you're here!" San Ya grinned and shouted happily when she saw her.
Song Zhi also greeted them with a smile. She was very happy to see them, and her afternoon work was settled.
She pulled three White Rabbits from her pocket and handed them to them.
"Have you eaten yet?"
The three little guys' eyes lit up immediately, they quickly took it and shook their heads.
Song Zhi looked at them in surprise and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you go back to eat?"
The three of them lowered their heads awkwardly.
Dabao replied awkwardly: "There is no food at home. We only need one meal a day to have the strength to work. Don't worry, we will definitely help you pick all the cotton."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's expression suddenly became serious. She frowned and looked at the three of them who looked skinny and pale.
She forgot that the three of them were orphans. If there was food at home, she would not have caught them stealing.
The cold wind was howling, and the biting wind could penetrate the clothes and bring the coldness to people's bones. Song Zhi secretly wore a thin down jacket inside, but he was still shivering with cold.
But the clothes on the three little guys were not even cotton coats, and their arms and legs were short, and their exposed skin was frozen blue and cracked.
When I gave them the White Rabbit snacks just now, my hands were frozen like ice. It must be hard for them to wait for an hour or two in this freezing weather just for something to eat.
Although she employed child laborers, she had no intention of abusing them.
It was difficult for the three orphans to survive in this era where everything was based on work points.
The three little guys have no strength, and even if they work hard, they probably can't earn many work points.
The palms of the three little guys were covered with calluses and small wounds, which were probably left by helping to pick cotton and cut grass for pigs.
Song Zhi silently replaced the bread in the cloth bag with a few more filling naan breads before handing them out to them.
"Eat something first, then work. How can I have the energy to work if I don't eat? If I don't finish the work, I won't have anything to eat in the evening."
"Thank you, sister!" The three little ones thanked her with red faces, wiped their hands on their clothes awkwardly, and then took the naan.
Looking at the golden naan bread that exuded the aroma of flour, the three little guys swallowed their saliva several times, but were reluctant to eat it.
They had only seen Erchun eat such delicious cakes during the Chinese New Year, and she enjoyed them so much at that time.
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