Su Mianmian was watering the vegetables in the farm when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
She came out of the farm, opened the door and saw that it was Zhao Shuhong.
"Zhao Zhiqing, what's the matter?" Su Mianmian didn't have much contact with Zhao Shuhong, but she didn't stop her from entering.
"Come in and sit on the kang!"
Su Mianmian actually didn't like others sitting in the place where she slept as soon as they entered the room, but that was the custom here, so she had to follow the local customs.
Zhao Shuhong sat down on the kang generously. "Su Zhiqing, I came here to see you. It's not me who wants to see you, it's Yang Qizhi who wants to see you."
Su Mianmian frowned slightly. What could Yang Man ask her for? She had never provoked her.
Zhao Shuhong saw Su Mianmian frowning, knowing that she might have misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Yang Zhizhi wants to apologize to you because of what happened before. She wants to meet you by the river. She wants to apologize to you in person."
Zhao Shuhong repeated Yang Man's words.
"No need." Su Mianmian said without thinking.
She instinctively wanted to stay away from Yang Man.
Zhao Shuhong's expression changed slightly, and her voice rose a few notches. "Su Zhiqing, Yang Man is about to apologize to you in person, and you're still being so disrespectful to her. Isn't that a bit too much? Besides, you stole her fiancé, and she hasn't said anything to you yet. Why are you so arrogant?"
Su Mianmian's face turned pale and blue. She felt uncomfortable agreeing to it, and she had nothing to say to Yang Man.
If I don’t agree, it’s really hard to refuse according to what Zhao Shuhong said.
"Okay, I'll come over when the time comes." Su Mianmian stopped looking at her, stood up and prepared to ask everyone to leave.
Zhao Shuhong felt relieved when she saw that she agreed, and she didn't care about Su Mianmian's behavior of chasing her away. She got up and left the house, going back to tell Yang Man the good news.
When Zhao Shuhong happily returned to the main room in front, Yang Man was sitting on the kang eating the biscuits she had just taken out.
As soon as Zhao Shuhong opened the door, she saw Yang Man holding a half-eaten tube of biscuits, and her heart sank.
"Did she agree?" Yang Man raised her eyelids when she saw her come in.
"Yeah." Zhao Shuhong no longer had the joy she had when she entered the room just now.
Although her family was not poor, milk biscuits were only available in big cities like this, and they were not easily available.
She thought Yang Man was going to give her a tube, but she didn't expect...
"Come and have some cookies!" Yang Man waved to Zhao Shuhong.
It's not that Yang Man didn't notice the change in Zhao Shuhong, but she didn't care at all.
It was just a box of biscuits. It was not that she was reluctant to give it away, but she was not that stupid. She just passed on a message and returned the whole box of biscuits to Zhao Shuhong.
Zhao Shuhong must have been reluctant to finish the tube of biscuits all at once. After something happened, wouldn't this provide evidence that Yang Man had instructed Zhao Shuhong to commit the crime?
She asked Zhao Shuhong to eat it in front of her, and there would be nothing left after she finished eating.
If you can't finish it, she can help you eat it.
Zhao Shuhong stepped forward, took the biscuit and started eating it in big mouthfuls. If she didn't eat it soon, Yang Man would have finished it all.
Soon, under the careful guidance of her grandmother Yang Manyan, Zhao Shuhong finished eating up most of the biscuits without leaving even a little bit of residue.
Yi Xiaoqiu had no idea that there were undercurrents at the educated youth point. Shen Ruofei dragged Song Ying to her room to play poker!
I wanted to call Su Mianmian, but I thought she was in a bad mood and probably wanted to be alone, so I didn't disturb her.
After spending the whole morning, everyone was a little hungry.
Shen Ruofei rubbed her stomach, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"I have a few black-faced steamed buns on the stove." Yi Xiaoqiu said without thinking.
Shen Ruofei curled her lips, "Can you be a little more ambitious?"
Song Ying threw the cards in her hand and said, "Whoever loses cooks! Three bands, I'm done."
She doesn't want to eat black-faced buns either.
Shen Ruofei wailed, "That doesn't count. It's best of three. Whoever loses more gets to cook."
Yi Xiaoqiu calmly watched Song Ying shuffle the cards. "I'll contribute a cured pork leg, and I won't participate in the gambling game."
She played poker with them for the whole morning and didn't win many hands. What's the point of gambling?
As for cooking, it was impossible for her to do so. Contributing the cured pork leg was her last act of stubbornness.
"Do you think it's great that you have a cured pork leg? You always take it out to show off." Shen Ruofei rolled her eyes at Yi Xiaoqiu.
"I have cured pork legs, do you have any?" Yi Xiaoqiu touched a card without even blinking.
Shen Ruofei: "Humph! Then I'll serve pork."
That was the last piece of pork, and Shen Ruofei was a little reluctant to let it go.
Song Ying suddenly said, "I still have some roe deer meat, I'll have some too."
Not only Yi Xiaoqiu doesn't like cooking, Shen Ruofei also doesn't like cooking.
And Song Ying simply doesn't like eating the food cooked by Shen Ruofei.
She looked at the cards in her hand, but she didn't think she would lose to a rookie like Shen Ruofei at poker.
The three of them looked at each other and spoke at once:
"How about going to Luo Zhiqing's place?"
Yi Xiaoqiu really didn't care. If these two people hadn't wanted to spend time with her, she would have gone into the space to have a big meal. Maybe she would have almost finished the fruit after the meal.
These two people really limited Yi Xiaoqiu.
"I agree," Yi Xiaoqiu raised his hands and feet in agreement.
"Okay, I have no problem." Song Ying threw out another pair of king bombs, then threw a tractor in her hand, letting her run away again.
Shen Ruofei breathed a sigh of relief and praised herself for her wit.
She knew that if Yi Xiaoqiu didn't join the gambling, she would lose a lot. Fortunately, fortunately, everyone finally unanimously decided to go after Luo Zhiqing and start a fight.
Song Ying also breathed a sigh of relief. If she had been a step later, she would have admitted defeat. However, her cooking was not much better than Shen Ruofei's.
Yi Xiaoqiu's cooking skills had improved dramatically since the time they built the house, and there has been no more miracles since then.
"No more fighting, you guys go over first! I'll be back after I clean up." Yi Xiaoqiu got up from the kang, went to the cabinet in the outer room, took out the cured pork leg and asked Shen Ruofei to take it first.
"You guys eat the meat, we'll eat it next time. Use this minced meat to make sauerkraut. I'll get some flour and we'll make sauerkraut noodles."
As Yi Xiaoqiu spoke, he took out a small bag of flour and gave it to Shen Ruofei.
Shen Ruofei gave her a thumbs up, "My sister Qiu is so generous!"
When Yi Xiaoqiu distributed the grain, he took a lot of fine grains, which was witnessed by everyone.
Knowing that she had a lot of food, Shen Ruofei was not polite.
Song Ying and Shen Ruofei took their things and left first.
Yi Xiaoqiu put away the cards and changed his clothes before going out.
When I passed by Su Mianmian's room, the door suddenly opened.
Su Mianmian came out and grabbed Yi Xiaoqiu.
"Xiao Qiu, do you have time now? Can you help me?"
Yi Xiaoqiu was pulled into the house by her.
There was no heating in the room, and Yi Xiaoqiu looked at Su Mianmian with disapproval.
"Mianmian, even if you've temporarily broken up, you still have to take care of yourself! Look at how cold your room is. If you don't even take care of yourself, who else will care about you?"
Su Mianmian was stunned for a moment, then followed Yi Xiaoqiu's gaze towards the cold kang. "I was just thinking about something and forgot."
In fact, she stayed in the village.
Her village was like spring all year round, and she loved being there when she was alone.
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