Left with no other choice, Chen Shuning walked over to Grandma Yang, whose eyes were also red and swollen from crying.
At this moment, Grandma Yang was being supported by her two daughters-in-law as she sat in front of the brigade leader's slightly old desk, constantly wiping away her tears.
Seeing Chen Shuning approach, the old lady quickly reached out and tightly grasped her hand, asking in a tearful voice, "Good child, do you think my boys will be able to come back safely this time?"
Chen Shuning was somewhat confident that He Chaoyang could bring the hunting team back safely from the mountains, but according to the captain, the hunting team had gone missing last night, so Chen Shuning really had little confidence that they could return safely.
Seeing the old lady's expectant eyes, Chen Shuning could only smile and comfort her, "Don't worry, Grandma Yang, Brother He will definitely bring everyone back safely."
It looks quite cold in the brigade headquarters. Brother He and the others will be out of the mountains for a while, so why don't you go home and wait?
Otherwise, if you get sick from the cold when your brothers come back, they will feel very guilty. Also, look how cold it is. Your brothers spent the night in the mountains and they must be cold and hungry when they come back.
Instead of just waiting here, why don't you go home and boil some water for your brothers, cook something nice to eat, so they can take a hot bath and have something warm to eat when they get back? Don't you think so?
The old lady thought it made sense. There was no point in waiting here. She might as well go home and cook a good meal for her sons. Just thinking about how her three sons had suffered in the mountains for a day and a night made her heart ache.
So he hurriedly got up and called his daughters-in-law home, wanting to cook a good meal for his three sons so that they could have a hot meal as soon as they got home.
Chen Shuning did not lower his voice when he spoke, and the others gathered at the brigade headquarters also heard what he said, and they all thought it made sense.
Without needing further persuasion from the younger members of the family or village officials, they all got up and went home to boil water and cook.
This made the old brigade leader look at Chen Shuning with admiration. You see, he had just spent a long time trying to persuade these emotional villagers, and his lips were almost worn out, but he still couldn't calm them down.
Unexpectedly, this little girl persuaded them all to go back with just a few words.
Before long, only the brigade leader and Accountant Wang remained in the brigade.
Seeing that everything was alright, Chen Shuning left the brigade headquarters and headed towards the educated youth compound.
Because it was too cold, the educated youth were all hiding indoors, sitting on the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), so the educated youth compound was very quiet.
As they turned past the front house and entered the backyard, Chen Shuning happened to run into Shen Hongmei, who was carrying firewood.
After the ordeal last night, Shen Hongmei caught a cold and developed a fever. When she returned and saw Yang Wanqiu sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) wrapped in a quilt, waiting for her to come back and start the fire, she felt a surge of dissatisfaction.
While cursing Yang Wanqiu for being lazy and greedy, he also had to endure the cold and light the stove because he was under the eaves and felt uncomfortable.
This morning, she was delirious because of a fever, but she had to get up again to start a fire and cook. Yang Wanqiu had only sprained her ankle; she wasn't seriously ill.
But now he's lying on the kang (heated brick bed) like an old man, waiting for her to serve him.
Just as he was out gathering firewood, he ran into Chen Shuning, realizing that his ordeal the previous night was all because of Chen Shuning.
Having suffered losses at Chen Shuning's hands time and time again, Shen Hongmei could no longer pretend. Her face turned cold, she threw down the firewood in her hand, and whispered to Chen Shuning, "Chen Shuning, don't be so smug. You're just lucky to have met those good men earlier."
Just like Zhou Weiguo, so what if you've known each other since childhood? In the end, he still chose me and became my boyfriend.
Let me tell you, He Chaoyang is the same. Even though you're married, if I want him, he'll be mine sooner or later.
Upon hearing Shen Hongmei's almost provocative words, Chen Shuning not only didn't get angry, but instead smiled, a bright and sunny smile.
He then looked at Shen Hongmei with utter contempt and said, "Go ahead and use whatever tricks you have."
After saying that, she ignored Shen Hongmei and turned back to her hut. The temperature outside had already reached minus forty degrees Celsius. She wasn't stupid; why would she stand outside with Shen Hongmei in such cold weather to discuss stealing a man?
Wouldn't it be better to go back inside, sit on the warm kang (heated brick bed), and have something to eat and drink? She was really hungry right now. Although she had eaten breakfast in the morning, all the commotion this morning had long since digested that bowl of porridge.
I wonder if Brother He, who went into the mountains, had time to eat.
Unaffected by Shen Hongmei's presence, Chen Shuning suddenly craved millet rice crusts.
Remembering that Gu Xinyi had helped her collect grain this year, there seemed to be half a bag of new millet in it. Chen Shuning took out that small half bag of millet from the rice cabinet.
After thinking for a moment, I scooped out a small bowl of rice porridge and millet, rinsed them, and put them in separate bowls to steam.
While the rice was steaming, Chen Shuning was also busy. He lit a few pieces of smokeless charcoal in a small clay stove, brought them into the house and placed them on the small kang table. Then he cut some apples, oranges and dried plums, added some rock sugar and put them on the small clay stove to cook.
When the rice in the pot is almost cooked, take it out of the pot, add seasonings such as salt, sugar, and pepper, let it cool, add flour and eggs, mix well, roll it into a thin pancake about the thickness of a coin, and fry it in oil until golden brown and crispy. When it comes out of the pot, it is a fragrant and crispy rice crust.
Chen Shuning spent almost half a day making the rice crusts from the three types of rice. When the last batch of rice crusts was ready, Chen Shuning glanced at the time and it was already past 11 a.m.
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