Cheng Yaoyao's pair of peach blossom eyes sparkled as he met Shen Yanyi's confused gaze. He opened his cherry lips slightly and uttered a few silent words.
Shen Yan's face changed drastically.
The two looked at each other under the light, very ambiguous. Cheng Nonuo came over with a bowl in her hand and called out, "Sister Yaoyao."
Shen Yan pulled the stool out suddenly and sat down, making a loud noise. He could see Cheng Yaoyao's mouth shape clearly: "None of your business."
In the past, if Shen Yan had just said something nice to Cheng Yaoyao, Cheng Yaoyao would have been playing around him like a puppy. But today, when he came back from the mountain, Cheng Yaoyao's attitude suddenly changed.
It stands to reason that Cheng Yaoyao finally stopped pestering him, which should be a cause for celebration. But...surprise and humiliation stirred each other in his heart, and Shen Yan didn't know what to feel for a moment.
Cheng Nonuo took in Shen Yan's expression, and still had a cute and flattering smile on her face: "Sister Yaoyao, I made this bowl just for you. I just heard you cough twice, so it's best not to eat anything too spicy."
Cheng Nonuo held a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Cheng Yaoyao. The noodles Cheng Yaoyao had were made of thin flour, snow-white 85 flour and water, and they were like small fish floating in the meat soup, with a handful of chopped green onions sprinkled on top.
"Wow, it smells so good! Is it made of 85% flour? Aren't we having mixed noodles tonight?" Han Yin leaned over and took a deep breath of the aroma.
Cheng Nonuo said shyly: "Sister Yaoyao was frightened today and got caught in the rain. She should eat something good to replenish her body."
Han Yin said, "The 85-gram rice noodle in our entire educated youth camp only weighs one pound. Your bowl must contain about half a pound, right?"
Shen Yan added: "This 85% powder was paid for by Nuonuo herself. It cost her several days' work points."
As Shen Yan spoke, he looked at Cheng Yaoyao meaningfully, hoping that she could understand Nuonuo's feelings.
Cheng Yaoyao looked completely heartless: "Oh, I gave you two pieces of egg cake yesterday. Did I tell everyone about this?"
"..." Shen Yan was choked and speechless, with blood rushing to his forehead.
Yesterday, Cheng Yaoyao stopped him when he was leaving work, and talked to him about this and that for most of the day, and even forced two cakes on him, and watched him eat them. Shen Yan, a man of all ages, had worked in the fields all day and was hungry, so he ate.
Shen Yan herself didn't lack that, but Cheng Yaoyao said it out loud in public, as if he was a gigolo who didn't care about her egg cake!
Especially when Cheng Nononono gave him a sad and lost look, Shen Yan felt a nameless anger churning in his stomach, unable to express his pain.
Cheng Yaoyao didn't care what kind of trouble her words had caused. She picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it slowly before putting it into her mouth.
It doesn't taste good. There is no seasoning in the soup except salt, so it tastes salty. There is also an unbearable smell of mutton: "You didn't wash the pot after stewing the meat, right?"
Cheng Nonuo was so frightened that she stood up and said, "Sister. There is oil in the pot for stewing meat, and the noodles are delicious. I didn't wash it..."
Cheng Yaoyao raised an eyebrow. Her tone wasn't very fierce just now, was it? Why was Cheng Nonuo looking so frightened?
Shen Yan put down his chopsticks and said angrily: "Cheng Yaoyao, Nuonuo is kind enough to cook you a sick meal, what's your attitude?"
Cheng Yaoyao simply ignored him and said to Cheng Nonuo in a more subtle tone: "So, you used the water from the pot to cook the noodles for me?"
"No, no, no, I'm not washing the pot... Sister Yaoyao, if you think it tastes bad, I... I'll cook you a new bowl!" Cheng Nonuo twisted her fingers in panic, her face turning pale with fright.
Cheng Yaoyao touched her face. How fierce must she be to scare Cheng Nonuo like this? Or did Cheng Nonuo create a little white rabbit persona for herself, and she had to scare herself to tears several times a day to be qualified?
Some people just fell for it. Shen Yan had already stood up, looking at Cheng Nonuo with eyes that couldn't hide his distress: "Sit down and eat, don't worry about her!"
"Just don't care. Did I beg you to care about me?" Cheng Yaoyao threw down his chopsticks and stood up.
Miss Cheng has never been afraid of anyone. Apart from the future big boss Xie San, who else does she not dare to confront?
Shen Yan looked at her like this, and the familiar feeling of disgust came up again: "Cheng Yaoyao, Nuonuo is kind enough to take care of you, do you have to target her everywhere? She doesn't owe you anything!"
Cheng Yaoyao was half a head shorter than Shen Yan, but his momentum was not inferior at all. At this time, he crossed his arms, raised his chin, and looked stubborn and willful again: "Whether she owes me or not, it has nothing to do with you. Look how distressed you are."
"You...what are you talking about?!" Shen Yan and Cheng Nonuo's faces changed.
In the early stages of their relationship, Shen Yan and Cheng Nonuo were keeping their relationship secret, and no one in the educated youth center knew about it.
Cheng Nonuo shed tears and said aggrievedly: "Sister Yaoyao, it doesn't matter how angry you are with me, but Shen Yan and I are not what you think..."
Shen Yan interrupted abruptly: "Nunuo, you don't have to compromise with her. It's fine that she has bullied you since you were a child, but why does she still bully you here?"
Cheng Nonuo hurriedly advised: "Shen Yan, don't quarrel with Sister Yaoyao because of me. It doesn't matter to me..."
Cheng Yaoyao yawned with his hands covering his lips, and drops of water hung on his long eyelashes: "Have you acted enough? It's just Shen Yan, I'll give it to you if you want it."
This statement was so shocking that everyone couldn't sit still.
Cheng Yaoyao glanced over, a faint smile on his lips but a hidden knife: "Anyway, you always like to pick up what I don't want."
Cheng Nonuo covered her face with her hands with a cry, turned around and ran away crying.
Shen Yan's face turned pale as he looked at Cheng Yaoyao. When did this pretty fool see through the affair between him and Nuonuo? Did she see him and Nuonuo meeting last night? They were obviously very cautious...
Without giving it much thought, Cheng Nonuo finally gained the upper hand in her heart, and Shen Yan ran out after Cheng Nonuo.
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There was a dead silence. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Everyone knew that Cheng Yaoyao and Shen Yan were childhood sweethearts. Even though Cheng Yaoyao had been pestering Shen Yan and Shen Yan had been half-hearted, in everyone's eyes, Cheng Yaoyao and Shen Yan had long been a couple.
At this time, Cheng Yaoyao suddenly revealed the affair between Shen Yan and Cheng Nonuo. How could people not be stunned? Wasn't Shen Yan playing both sides and hooking up with his sister-in-law?
No wonder Cheng Yaoyao's temperament changed drastically today and he targeted Cheng Nonuo everywhere. So that's why!
The imagination of the masses is extremely rich. With just a few words or a glance, they can fill in the entire story. At this moment, Shen Yan and Cheng Nuonuo have become an adulterous couple, and Cheng Yaoyao is the poor Qin Xianglian.
Especially when Shen Yan ran after Cheng Nuonuo and left Cheng Yaoyao behind, the crowd's anger reached its peak.
Han Yin suddenly realized and sneered: "Tsk, no wonder you said today that you tricked Cheng Nuonuo to the mountain. I was wondering why your own sister tricked you to the mountain? It turns out that you treat her as your sister, but she treats you as her rival in love."
Han Yin is a person with the most vicious tongue, and she always attacks indiscriminately, shooting at anyone she dislikes.
The male educated youth were also indignant: "Yaoyao, don't feel wronged, we are all on your side!"
Cheng Yaoyao said nothing and picked up the bowl of noodles.
Zhang Xiaofeng quickly held her down: "Yaoyao, even if you are angry, don't get angry with the food. This is fine food!"
Cheng Yaoyao shrugged in amusement: "I don't mean to offend my stomach. I just think this bowl of noodles is too unpalatable, so I'm going to cook it again."
The bowl of noodle soup smelled of wild boar meat. The wild boar had not been castrated, so the meat smelled very strong. Cheng Nonuo added a lot of chili peppers and green peppercorns to suppress the smell. Others couldn't taste it, but Cheng Yaoyao, who had a sensitive taste, couldn't stand it. Especially after it cooled, the smell became more obvious.
Zhang Xiaofeng asked with concern: "Can you cook? Let me do it."
Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "Help me light the fire, and I'll give you half."
Zhang Xiaofeng laughed and said, "Then I'm really taking advantage. You're just white lumps."
Han Yin quickly said, "Then I want to help too!"
Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "I saw some wild coriander in the vegetable field. Pick a handful and a handful of tender vegetable hearts."
There was a fire still burning on the stove and clean water in the pot, ready to be used to fill the kettle for washing up in the evening.
Cheng Yaoyao took the noodles out of the bowl and wanted to pour out the meat soup, but Han Yin hurriedly said, "Don't give it to me, the soup is full of oil!"
Cheng Yaoyao poured the meat soup to her, and washed the remaining dough balls with hot water. He peeled a piece of old ginger, cut it into thin strips, and cut the green onions into thin strips.
After the water in the pot boils, throw in the shredded ginger first, chop the fresh green vegetable hearts and throw them in to boil, put the dough balls in as well, boil them twice, then remove them from the soup and sprinkle a little salt.
The wild coriander is so tender that it drips with juice. After washing it, tear it into several pieces with your hands and sprinkle it into the soup. When the heat comes out, it immediately emits a charming fragrance.
The overnight noodle soup is as clear as water, with floating green cabbage hearts, tender green coriander, light yellow ginger shreds, and the aroma of fine grains is tempting.
When this bowl of noodle dumplings was served on the table, everyone started drooling.
"There's no smell of oil at all, how come it smells so good!"
"Not bad, white, yellow, and green. They look really beautiful. This is what we call a perfect combination of color, flavor, and aroma!"
"You don't understand. The simpler the dish, the more it requires the cook's skill. Yaoyao, I didn't expect you to be a master. Why haven't I seen you cook before?"
Cheng Yaoyao smiled without any humility: "I haven't had the opportunity to show it before. Do you want to try it together?"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up, but they were still embarrassed: "How can this be so embarrassing? This is your hospital meal."
Zhang Xiaofeng also said: "You don't look well, so just eat it yourself."
Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "Your mixed noodle dumplings smell pretty good too. Let's take turns eating them."
"Okay, we haven't touched it yet!" They just focused on eating the pork and didn't touch the noodles. Everyone quickly took an empty bowl, scooped a bowl full of mixed grain noodles with a clean spoon and pushed it to Cheng Yaoyao.
Afterwards, everyone shared the bowl of white flour dumplings. When the white flour dumplings were put into the mouth, the taste of 85 flour was full of wheat aroma. Cheng Yaoyao's dumplings were hard, but after being reheated, the taste was just right, and the unique sweetness of fine grains was revealed when chewed.
The aroma of scallions, ginger and coriander stimulates the taste buds, the green vegetable hearts are crisp and sweet, and the clear soup makes me feel warm when I drink it. I feel hot sweat on my head and it is so refreshing.
This delicacy is different from Cheng Nonuo's meals. It is a pure taste enjoyment. Everyone is very satisfied with the food and praises it: "The taste of white flour dumplings is so delicious!"
Cheng Yaoyao held the spoon, put a noodle dumpling into his mouth, chewed it slowly, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.
This mixed-grain noodle dumpling has the flavor of the ginger soup I ate today, very light, but indescribably comfortable. I started sweating immediately after eating it, and the symptoms of my cold also improved a lot, and the faint feeling of wanting to cough in my chest also disappeared.
As for the white flour dumplings that Cheng Nonuo made for her, she knew at the first smell that they tasted good, but lacked that flavor.
Interesting. Did Cheng Nonuo have a golden finger? It's a pity that his cooking skills are not good enough. This mixed grain noodle dumpling is really unpalatable.
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