Whenever Chen Shuning thought of Xu Laidi, such a bright, beautiful, and understanding girl, who ended up with such a tragic fate, his eyes were filled with pity and sorrow when he looked at her.
Feeling a little uncomfortable under Chen Shuning's gaze, Xu Laidi wiped the sweat from her brow, smiled shyly at Chen Shuning, then turned away somewhat embarrassedly and took a big gulp of the mung bean water that Chen Shuning offered her.
The heat felt much better, and my face no longer felt so hot.
Chen Shuning was generous with the sugar when cooking mung bean water. After taking a big gulp of the mung bean water, Xu Laidi couldn't help but click her tongue in distress.
Turning to Chen Shuning with some concern, she said, "Shuning, how much sugar did you put in? It's so sweet."
"I didn't put in much sugar. This mung bean soup has a slightly beany taste and is a bit astringent. If you don't put in enough sugar, it won't taste good."
Chen Shuning has a sweet tooth, so she thought the mung bean soup was just the right amount of sweet. But in that era, not to mention families like Xu Laidi's that weren't well-off, even many well-off families didn't see much sugar in a year. So, Xu Laidi thought the mung bean soup was extremely sweet.
"That's right, that's right. Shuning put just the right amount of sugar in this. It wouldn't taste good if there wasn't enough sugar."
Seeing that neither of them looked too bad, Wang Chunni jumped over again, held out the empty bowl to Chen Shuning, and said with a grin, "Shuning, I'm still thirsty, can you pour me another bowl?"
Chen Shuning brought a whole thermos and a water bottle, enough for the three of them to drink for a day. Naturally, he generously poured another bowl for Wang Chunni. However, he scoffed at Wang Chunni's lame excuse of "not quenching her thirst". After drinking such a big bowl of mung bean water, she said she was still not quenching her thirst. Who could believe that?
However, looking at the large bowl in Wang Chunni's hand, and thinking that Wang Chunni, a woman, could drink two bowls in one go.
She looked up at the glaring sun again, wondering if He Chaoyang, who had gone up the mountain to chop firewood, had enough water. He, being a man, must be able to drink more than Wang Chunni.
Besides, chopping firewood up the mountain is no easy task. Carrying logs down the mountain time and time again is definitely more tiring than harvesting wheat.
No, I must ask when I get back tonight. Oh well, I'll just boil a big pot of mung bean water tomorrow morning and leave it there so Brother He can drink it and then pack it up himself.
Chen Shuning was lost in thought when a scream from the nearby wheat field suddenly jolted him back to reality.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that the area instantly became lively after that scream.
However, because they were quite far away, Chen Shuning and the other two couldn't see clearly what was happening over there. Seeing the crowd of people surrounding them, the three of them wisely refrained from going over to join in the fun.
Because they all knew very well how weak the villagers were at watching the spectacle, and that with their small statures, the three of them wouldn't be able to get close enough to see anything, they simply didn't bother to go over.
However, because of the commotion over there, none of the three of them were in the mood to work anymore. So one of them held a kettle, while the other two held bowls, slurping down mung bean water and standing on tiptoe to look in the direction of the crowd.
A moment later, they saw the captain rushing over. As the crowd dispersed, the three of them could see the person emerging from the crowd.
Zhao Qianjin was seen carrying someone on his back, rushing towards the village, followed by a pale-faced Gu Xinyi and a disapproving Gao Hongyuan.
Chen Shuning, with her sharp eyes, noticed that the clothes of the person behind Zhao Qianjin looked like Yang Wanqiu's, but she didn't know what was wrong with Yang Wanqiu.
After everyone had gone far away, Chen Shuning learned from the people who had returned from watching the commotion that Yang Wanqiu had accidentally cut her leg while harvesting wheat. He heard that the wound on her leg was so deep that you could see the bone, and she had bled a lot; it was quite frightening.
However, this kind of thing happens several times every autumn harvest, and the villagers are used to it. They prepare wood ash in the fields when they go to work, just to deal with this kind of situation.
Yang Wanqiu reacted quite strongly after being cut, crying and shouting, making a big fuss. She also wouldn't let anyone sprinkle wood ash on her wound, saying that she was afraid it would look too ugly after the wound healed. As a result, she bled quite a bit.
Adding to the chaos, Zhao Qianjin, in his anxiety and concern, grabbed Yang Wanqiu's trouser leg to try and stop the bleeding, causing a commotion at the scene.
You should know that because Yang Wanqiu was beautiful, she had been loved by the men in the village and the educated youth settlement ever since she came to Qingshan Brigade.
Zhao Qianjin had just ripped off most of her trouser leg, revealing her fair and tender calves, which naturally attracted the attention of many villagers, young and old.
So the commotion got a bit bigger.
After learning that Yang Wanqiu was the injured person, none of the three paid any attention and simply sat down on the ground to rest while drinking sweet mung bean water.
Chen Shuning genuinely couldn't be bothered with Yang Wanqiu, while the other two were both bothered by Chen Shuning, and Yang Wanqiu's personality was indeed not very popular.
Many people in the educated youth settlement didn't like her much, and Wang Chunni and Xu Laidi were no exception. So when they heard that Yang Wanqiu was injured, neither of them had any intention of going to see her. After finishing their bowls of mung bean water, the three of them tidied up and continued to work. After all, they still had to finish the tasks they had been assigned.
The three of them worked for a while and rested for a while, and managed to keep going for the whole morning. At lunchtime, Wang Chunni, who had been listless, suddenly perked up as if she had been injected with chicken blood when she saw Chen Shuning take out the meat sauce.
Ignoring the dirt still clinging to her hands, she grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite, mumbling with a satisfied look, "Ah, this is the taste! It's so delicious! By the way, Shuning, I see you're such a good cook, you must have learned it from Auntie. I wonder if you know how to make this sauce?"
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