"There's a snake."
There was chaos outside, with female educated youth screaming and male educated youth panicking.
Song Nanting lost interest after listening to it. Her main headache now was sleeping problem.
She now has a quilt, but no mattress.
Fortunately, she had some cotton wool bought in the capital, so she would have to make do with it tonight. Tomorrow she would have to find someone to help her exchange some cotton for a quilt. As for quilt covers, she had plenty of them, as she had some when she raided the Pan and Song families in Ningcheng.
However, Song Nanting has to find an appropriate opportunity to take it out. If there are fewer things, it's okay, but if there are too many, it might not work.
After all, she only brought two luggage bags when she came here, and everyone could see clearly that even if the luggage bags were bigger, they couldn't hold too many things.
Song Nanting spread the cotton monkey on the kang, and also spread the quilt. There was no pillow, so she waited to use a thin cotton coat as a pillow. If she really couldn't do it, she would go into the space to sleep.
This is also the reason why she would rather live alone despite the trouble. She has her own space and is not short of supplies. Those educated youth are obviously cliques and xenophobic, so there is no need for her to get entangled with them too much.
Now she has to think about eating, as she hasn't had dinner yet.
After locking the door from the inside, Song Nanting took a bed sheet to block the window and entered the space.
Time stands still in this space, and no matter how many clothes she wears, they are just right and comfortable.
Song Nanting went to drink some hot water first, then came out to find some flour in the kitchen, cracked two eggs, and fried an omelet. She spread chili sauce on the omelet and washed a handful of lettuce leaves. It tasted really delicious when rolled up like this.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m too hungry, but Song Nanting ate all the biscuits but still felt hungry.
She looked through the cabinet next to her, and found a lot of snacks hidden inside.
When Lu Jianan was alive, he felt sorry for her because she had suffered so much in her childhood. After being with her, he liked to buy her things that young people liked, saying that he wanted her to try them.
So no matter whether it is snail noodles or rice noodles, we really have them all at home.
However, because Lu Jianan did not like the taste of snail noodles in his previous life, Song Nanting rarely bought it. Until Lu Jianan passed away, she had no more scruples and would ask people to bring some back from Liuzhou from time to time.
Song Nanting was still thinking while turning on the gas stove to boil water and cooking snail noodles.
How can I get in touch with Lu Jianan again?
If she didn't find an opportunity, even if she stayed here as an educated youth for her whole life, she would probably not meet Lu Jianan twice.
But there is an opportunity now.
She could go to the family compound to find Aunt Song, but whether she could meet Lu Jianan would depend on luck.
Or you can just wait, wait for the group blind date that Lu Jianan mentioned. But the premise is that Lu Jianan will go, otherwise there will be no chance.
She was a little anxious. To be honest, she was not very clear about Lu Jianan's previous relationship experience.
When they were together, both of them were very down and out, and each was alone. After coming to the compound, no one in the compound ever mentioned Lu Jianan's love life.
But not mentioning it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
She now regretted not asking in her previous life.
What if he falls in love with someone else?
That's absolutely not possible.
Lu Jianan can only be her man.
Song Nanting smelled the strange flavor of the snail noodles, breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the fire, and sat in the restaurant to have a comfortable dinner.
After eating, she felt something was smelly, so she went to the bathroom to take a shower, cleaned herself up and came out.
After coming out, the chilly air made her shiver. She hurried to the bathroom and prepared to go back to sleep.
When I came out of the toilet, I saw a female educated youth stamping her feet outside. When she saw Song Nanting, she was stunned for a moment and then passed by.
In a flash, the female educated youth turned around and called her, "Hey."
Song Nanting turned around and looked at her.
The female educated youth wanted to say something but stopped herself.
Song Nanting: "What's the matter?"
"Well..." The female educated youth thought for a moment and said, "Don't take it personally. They don't have bad intentions. It's just that two educated youths who came here before had dirty deeds, so it's inevitable..."
"What does that have to do with me?" Song Nanting found it funny. "Of course, you don't have to explain it to me."
The intention to isolate her is so obvious, are they really going to let her take the initiative to make friends with them?
After saying that, Song Nanting went straight back to the house. The female educated youth bit her lip, feeling that she had good intentions but was misunderstood.
Song Nanting went back to the room without thinking too much. She spread out her cotton coat, put some firewood into the stove, and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Song Nanting was awakened by the squeaking of mice. It would be strange if there were no mice in an old house like this.
But there was nothing in her room...
Oops!
Her food.
Song Nanting quickly turned on the flashlight and looked at the grain bag, her face turned black.
Three mice, two large and one small, were gnawing at the sack.
Song Nanting was furious and picked up a brick that was used as a cushion beside the bed and threw it at him.
"squeak!"
The head of the largest one was covered in blood.
Song Nanting didn't want to let the other two go either, so she quickly got off the kang barefoot and smashed the bricks on the heads of the mice that had already run to the door.
The only thing that made Song Nanting angry was that the movement was too slow and one of them ran away.
Look at the sack, at least it's not broken.
Song Nanting simply put it in the space.
However, he remembered that this was a training camp for educated youths, and it would be bad if someone discovered that his food bags were missing, so he released him again.
Just looking at the house, you have to find a way to block the rat hole.
It was quiet everywhere at this time. Song Nanting felt the coldness on the soles of her feet and quickly climbed onto the kang.
The fire on the kang had gone out and the kang was only warm. Song Nanting wrapped herself tightly in the quilt but still felt cold. She simply went into the space and lay down on her luxurious big bed. It took her a long time to fall asleep.
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