Because both of them were injured and had difficulty moving around, Chen Shuning did not prepare too many dishes.
One dish of braised pork belly, one dish of stir-fried celery and dried tofu, one dish of cucumber salad, and one dish of chicken soup with astragalus and angelica.
In addition, there's cornmeal and bean rice, a staple food that villagers often eat and that Chen Shuning really likes.
Of course, this isn't because Chen Shuning is stingy; she has plenty of rice in her space but is reluctant to share it with He Chaoyang.
Rather, that was the general situation of that era; rice, unlike pork and chicken, couldn't be bought in villages or from supply and marketing cooperatives.
She had only just started dating He Chaoyang and didn't know him very well yet, so she was still somewhat wary of him.
Another reason is that Chen Shuning doesn't like to eat rice.
So no rice was prepared, but even so, the meal was considered good at this time.
Especially for the two of them who are currently in the midst of a sweet romance, even drinking cold water tastes sweet.
Both of them enjoyed the dinner.
After the meal, Chen Shuning brewed a pot of jujube and brown sugar water in a teapot, secretly adding some spiritual spring water, thinking that this would help He Chaoyang's wounds heal.
The two of them sat in front of the stove in the kitchen with the door open, drinking water and talking.
He Chaoyang practically told Chen Shuning everything about his family's wealth. If he hadn't come in such a hurry and hadn't forgotten to bring his bankbook with him, he would have handed it over to Chen Shuning.
Chen Shuning also shared some of her own situation, and the two people who had already established a romantic relationship were now acting like they were on a formal blind date.
Since the door was open, He Chaoyang deliberately sat on the side closest to the door to shield Chen Shuning from the wind, as the night in Heilongjiang Province was already quite cold at this time.
Even though he was sitting right next to the stove, He Chaoyang was still worried that his girlfriend would be blown away by the wind.
Therefore, Chen Shuning was facing the door directly.
Just as it was getting dark outside, Chen Shuning saw a head peeking out furtively from the front of the old house in the front yard.
Perhaps the other party also saw the two people in Chen Shuning's kitchen, so they quickly turned their heads away and remained silent for quite a while.
Although it was only a fleeting moment, Chen Shuning's body had been treated with spiritual spring water.
Even if he didn't possess the superhuman power to turn the world upside down like in novels, he was still sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and the light was enough for him to see clearly who was looking at him.
The figure was Zhao Qianjin, who had been following Yang Wanqiu around a while ago, but had distanced himself from her because of Shen Wenge's matter.
Chen Shuning couldn't understand what Zhao Qianjin was trying to do.
You should know that when Zhao Qianjin was chasing Yang Wanqiu a while ago, although he often ran to the backyard, he did so openly and honestly in broad daylight.
But what does his furtive behavior mean now?
However, apart from the time when Zhao Qianjin was initially chasing after Yang Wanqiu and had a few conflicts with Chen Shuning because he stood up for Yang Wanqiu, there were no other conflicts between them.
Later, Zhao Qianjin, who no longer revolved around Yang Wanqiu, had little contact with him, so Chen Shuning simply stopped thinking about it and stopped paying attention to the situation there.
After chatting with He Chaoyang for a while, he directed He Chaoyang to find the bedding he had used last time, and brewed him a new pot of jujube and ginger tea to take back. Then he sent him back to rest.
Having been injured and exhausted from a day of climbing the mountain and catching thieves, He Chaoyang was truly worn out. After helping Chen Shuning, who was still unsteady on his feet, add coal to the fire, he obediently took the things his girlfriend had prepared for him and returned to his rented house to rest.
Back in his rented room, He Chaoyang first put coal on his stove, then washed up and got into bed.
However, instead of going to sleep, he was thinking about going to town tomorrow to buy some coal for the little girl and see if he could buy some tripods.
Judging from the way the little girl acted today, no matter how I explain that I'm fine and can go up the mountain to collect firewood, she probably won't agree.
So we can only try to see if we can buy some. Fortunately, it's not hard to buy this stuff in Heilongjiang Province.
If all else fails, try the black market. After all, in this era of scarcity, as long as you have money, there will always be someone willing to do some work.
In fact, He Chaoyang really shouldn't think there's anything wrong with the existence of the black market.
After all, in this era where supply is far less than demand, and ordinary people can't even get enough to eat, are we really going to cling to those rigid rules?
Moreover, he still clearly remembers that on the day he left to join the army, his grandfather held his hand and only gave him two pieces of advice.
That is, no matter when or under what circumstances, human life is of paramount importance. As a soldier, he must prioritize the lives of the people.
Secondly, we must cherish our lives, because only with life can we better serve the people.
The old man had never been to school and couldn't utter any profound sayings, but those two simple sentences were something He Chaoyang remembered for many years.
It was precisely because of these two sentences that He Chaoyang made the right choices throughout his long military career, especially when faced with some major decisions.
Let's not even mention He Chaoyang, who was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) lost in thought.
Chen Shuning did not rest after seeing He Chaoyang off.
Although she was quite tired that day, she wasn't in a hurry to rest because she was still curious about what Zhao Qianjin wanted to do.
After locking the door, I made the bed and found some snacks and juice in the room that I could eat without making a sound.
He sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), eating snacks while listening intently to the sounds outside.
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