Bai Shengsheng couldn't guess what Tang Junhe was thinking. Seeing him closing his eyes to rest, she couldn't help but look out the window again. Looking at the two gradually disappearing figures, her gaze focused on Song Zhi, and she pursed her lips with a gloomy face.
Although Yin Ran didn't say it explicitly when he brought her here today, Bai Shengsheng knew it in her heart.
Song Zhi is the little girl that Yin Ran mentioned who followed Tang Junhe to the countryside to become an educated youth.
Thinking of this, Bai Shengsheng's gloomy face became even uglier, and she couldn't help but clench her palms.
This is really a Chen Yaojin who showed up unexpectedly.
But the other person is not bad looking, has a better family background than herself, and has a friendship with Tang Junhe since they grew up in the same compound, which makes Bai Shengsheng feel more and more unwilling.
Realizing that Bai Shengsheng had not closed the curtains, Tang Junhe opened his eyes and turned his head to look, but he could no longer see the two figures.
He felt a little annoyed, so he turned around, faced the window, and closed his eyes again.
Bai Shengsheng noticed his movement and tightened her clenched hands. She stared at his back for a while before pulling the curtains.
Yin Ran sent Song Zhi to the gate of the army, and Song Zhi stopped and stopped him from continuing to send him off.
"I can go back by myself, don't send me off."
After she finished speaking, she straightened her cotton jacket and turned to walk out.
Just as she stepped out of the military gate, Yin Ran suddenly called her.
"Song Zhi."
Song Zhi turned around in confusion.
Meeting those exceptionally clear eyes, Yin Ran was stunned for a moment, then he quietly clenched the hands hanging by his side, curled the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile.
"Since you don't like Tang Junhe anymore, how about you take a look at me?"
Hearing the nonchalant tone in his voice, Song Zhi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
"I don't like street urchins."
"What street urchin? I'm the vice-president now!"
Yin Ran frowned in dissatisfaction.
She has too deep a prejudice against herself.
"I'm not any less good-looking than Tang Junhe. Is it a disadvantage for you to like me?"
Yin Ran looked at her unconvinced.
Although his current military rank is not as good as Tang Junhe's, he is not bad in terms of appearance and family background.
Yin Ran couldn't understand why girls like Song Zhi in the compound all liked Tang Junhe and not herself?
Compared to Tang Junhe, that lofty flower, I am much more down-to-earth.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Song Zhi curled her lips speechlessly, thinking that Yin Ran was crazy again and was deliberately teasing her.
After saying that, she was too lazy to argue with him anymore and turned around and left.
It would take more than two hours to get back, so she had to hurry back before dark.
Yin Ran stood there, watching her small figure disappear in the vast snow. Thinking of her disgusted expression just now, he curled his lips in anger and cursed, "You have such a poor eye!"
When Song Zhi returned to the dormitory, it was time for dinner.
Everyone ate porridge in the educated youth canteen.
Song Zhi went back to the dormitory to change clothes before going next door to find Nie Jinmei.
"Noodle porridge doesn't taste good either. Let's not go there. Let's cook some noodles instead."
She looked at Nie Jinmei lying on the bed and suggested.
Nie Jinmei had no objection to this, but she remembered that Song Zhi had said before that she couldn't cook, so she was a little worried at the moment.
"I still know how to make noodles." Song Zhi saw her concerns and said immediately.
"Please wait a moment."
After saying that, she went back to her room, got a handful of noodles and two eggs, and then went to the educated youth kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles.
Noodles are simple and convenient. Song Zhi scooped a spoonful of lard that he had made when making braised pork two days ago, added two cabbage leaves, and a poached egg. It tasted a bit like a low-end version of Yangchun noodles.
"It's delicious, Song Zhi, your cooking skills are great!"
Nie Jinmei ate the noodles and praised Song Zhi's cooking skills very much.
"I know my own weight very well. What I cook is just edible." Song Zhi felt a little embarrassed by her praise and said with self-awareness.
Nie Jinmei chuckled awkwardly twice, took a bite of the fried egg, and then asked about her going to the army today.
"Have you seen Officer Tang? How is his injury?"
"I saw it. The wound is inflamed. But the medical conditions in the military district are very good, so he should be fine." Song Zhi nodded, thinking of the anti-inflammatory medicine he left behind, and said lightly.
When she came back, Tang Junhe had already woken up. Since he was awake, there wouldn't be any big problems.
"That's good."
Nie Jinmei nodded while eating.
When they finished eating, the snow fell even harder outside and the roof creaked as if it would collapse at any second.
Nie Jinmei looked up at the ceiling worriedly, her whole face wrinkled.
"Isn't it really going to collapse?"
"It's hard to say." Song Zhi also looked up and felt that the roof was hanging down, as if the light of snow was faintly visible.
Both of their faces suddenly turned ugly.
"I'll sleep with you tonight."
Song Zhi cleared the dishes and said to Nie Jinmei.
This broken house is so shaky that it might collapse if it is not fixed. If something happens, she can help Nie Jinmei, who has injured her legs, to escape immediately.
"It shouldn't collapse." Hearing this, Nie Jinmei's eyes lit up, but thinking of her own unpleasant sleeping posture, she still declined reluctantly.
Song Zhi didn't know what she was worried about, and looked at her seriously.
"This kind of thing is just in case."
"Okay then, but my sleeping posture is not very good..." Nie Jinmei said embarrassedly with a red face.
Song Zhi didn't expect that this was the reason why she disagreed just now. She was a little amused and helpless for a moment.
She went to the cafeteria to wash their dishes, then came back to help Nie Jinmei go to her room. After putting her on the bed, she went to get some hot water from the kettle.
When she came back, she saw Nie Jinmei rolling around happily on her bed.
"Song Zhi, your bed is so comfortable, so soft!"
She knew Song Zhi's bed was very soft after just sitting on it for a while last time, but the feeling was not as direct as lying on it.
It was soft, warm, and had a faint fragrance. Nie Jinmei suddenly felt like she was sleeping in a doghouse.
Song Zhi smiled and took a basin and poured out some hot water.
"Wash your face first. Afterwards, do you want to soak your feet? That way you can sleep warmer at night."
Nie Jinmei took the towel she handed to her and wiped her face. When she heard about foot soaking, she looked down at her feet that had been bandaged like pig's trotters, her expression a little embarrassed.
"The other one can be soaked."
Looking at her expression, Song Zhi was stunned for a moment before speaking awkwardly.
In the end, she went to get Nie Jinmei's basin and soaked her feet with her.
After soaking, she used the remaining hot water in the kettle to make a cup of milk for them.
"Song Zhi, what brand of malted milk is this? It's delicious, with a rich milky flavor." Nie Jinmei took a sip from the cup, and her eyes suddenly lit up. This malted milk was so sweet! It was better than any brand she had tasted before!
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