Egg Noodles

Song Shixia locked the door, went upstairs to the bedroom, opened the desk drawer and checked Ji Weiqing's salary.

You won’t know until you see it, there are countless big groups in the drawer.

She saw the stacked pay slips and pulled them out from underneath.

Ji Weiqing, first-level professor, salary 327 yuan, subsidy 100 yuan.

Song Shixia silently put her pay slip back to its place. She no longer had to save money on her washing machine, and she could buy a sewing machine. She thought the bathroom on the first floor was a good place for the washing machine, and the sewing machine could be placed in the second bedroom.

The bathroom on the second floor was not big, but it was a pleasant surprise for her as it allowed her to wash and take a shower there.

In the next bedroom, the children's beds are placed against the wall on both sides, and there is a desk in front of the window.

The bed, table and floor of the other bedroom were filled with camphorwood boxes filled with books.

She didn't look in the study room in case there were any important documents.

There was nothing in the attic, but the space was bigger than she had imagined. It could accommodate a bed and a table, and there was also a skylight. She decided to make it a secret base for reading and taking a nap.

After walking around the place where he would live next, Song Shixia entered the space to check his things.

The Lingquan space is very large, with no end in sight. There is a three-story wooden house in the space, and a Lingquan well in the yard. Whether drinking directly or watering it, it can improve your physical fitness.

In addition to the Lingquan Well, there is also a crystal clear lake in the space, where Song Shixia raises a lot of fish and shrimps.

The fields were vast and empty, with nothing planted on them, including her orchard, which looked as if it had been razed.

The hundreds of acres of tea, dozens of acres of fruits and vegetables she planted were all given to a system called "Save the Female Supporting Character", which is said to be the original body's golden finger.

She doesn't feel sorry for those things. It's worth it if she can get the chance to travel through time and space.

The space can also be used to raise birds and animals, and the excrement of the animals will be automatically absorbed by the soil. Song Shixia has only raised ducks and chickens, and he dared not kill larger animals, so he simply did not raise any.

She entered at the door of the wooden house. There was a stream outside the yard with a wooden bridge over it. The water was only up to the calf, and crabs could be felt under the rocks.

Farm implements and tools are placed on the first floor of the wooden house, and all kinds of tea sets, cups, and bottles and jars used to store tea are placed on the shelves on half of the wall.

In her previous life, she was famous for her tea. After she became famous, she opened a high-end teahouse that only received distinguished guests. The empty cans on the shelf were convenient for giving away favors anytime and anywhere.

The second floor is a large warehouse. A whole row of shelves against the wall are filled with one-cubic-meter glass jars filled with different varieties of tea. Each jar is labeled to distinguish them.

The remaining three walls and the shelf in the middle of the room are filled with identical glass jars containing a variety of dried fruits and dried goods, as well as a full range of seeds, which are specially corked to prevent dust and bacteria.

The system did not take the things in the warehouse away. Song Shixia looked at the tea that filled the warehouse and wondered when she would be able to drink it.

Planting and raising crops in space can be done very quickly. Planted vegetables can mature the next day, rice can be harvested in a week, and ducks can be cooked in three days. She can harvest the vegetables herself or use her imagination to automatically harvest the vegetables.

But the time inside the cabin is the same as outside the space.

The third floor is where she rests. It is fully equipped with windows facing the orchard, with a good view and fresh air.

Song Shixia took a shower, took a short nap in the space, and then made a cup of tea. She got up from the recliner only when she felt a little hungry.

After a long journey, she was too lazy to go to the canteen to get food, so she took out two eggs and a handful of green vegetables from the refrigerator, just to try out how to cook in this era.

She did what she said and came out of the space with the things.

It was completely dark outside, and Song Shixia turned on the light in the dark.

The cupboard window is filled with tableware such as bowls, chopsticks, and plates, the table is filled with bottles and jars of seasonings, and the bottom cabinet is filled with rice.

Through the kitchen, one can tell how casually this person eats. He probably eats in the cafeteria for convenience.

There was an old-fashioned aluminum kettle on the coal stove. She didn't know how to use the gas stove, so she chose a clay stove.

The kitchen was clean and tidy, and it was obvious that the stove was not often used. There was neatly stacked firewood next to the stove.

Song Shixia was no stranger to earthenware stoves, as she had lived in the countryside when she was a child. However, she had not used an earthenware stove for many years and was a little unfamiliar with it.

A bowl of egg noodles came out of the pot, and there was still half a bowl left in the pot. She overestimated her rice intake and the size of the bowl. Fortunately, it was not very hot in May, so if she couldn't finish it, she could have it for breakfast tomorrow.

She had just sat down to eat noodles when she heard the sound of a door opening outside.

The house she lived in had a wall and a locked iron gate.

Ji Weiqing had not expected that today was just a temporary discussion meeting and that meals would not be provided. He had not eaten a single grain of rice all day, and endured hunger as he went to the cafeteria for a midnight snack after the meeting. On the way, he remembered that he had left his meal card for his newlywed wife at home. He had no money when he went out, so he had to change his route and go home.

Seeing the lights on in the house, I finally felt less hungry.

I don’t know who cooked the noodles, but he, who never ate eggs before, was attracted by the aroma of the egg noodles.

Ji Weiqing closed the door and walked quickly towards the rooftops lit by dim yellow lights. This is what it felt like to have someone waiting for you to go home.

As soon as he entered the living room, Song Shixia stood up quickly.

"You're back. I cooked some noodles. Would you like some?" This was his house, so she always had to pretend to be polite.

Ji Weiqing replied, "Thank you for your help. I can smell the aroma of noodles outside."

He didn't expect that the egg noodles that whetted his appetite were cooked by his newlywed wife. His taste was indeed right.

Song Shixia was serving food in the kitchen, unaware that she was being watched.

His wife had the healthy honey-colored skin that was unique to the countryside. Her skin was rough and not as fair and delicate as the girls in the city, but her facial features were bright and attractive. She had a small face the size of a palm, thin and curved eyebrows, clear almond eyes, a small and straight nose, red lips and white teeth. There was no one prettier than her on the street.

Song Shixia scooped out all the remaining noodles in the pot. It was nice to have someone help clean up the leftovers. Who would like to eat leftovers if they couldn't finish them?

She eats very quickly. Her busy career in her previous life made her develop the habit of finishing a bowl of rice noodles in two minutes. Even after her living standard improved, she couldn't change it. She knew that eating like this was harmful to her body. Now that she doesn't have to work, she can take this opportunity to slowly adjust her bad habits and strive to live a long life.

She finished her noodles and sat there without moving, only she who had half the portion was still chewing slowly.

Song Shixia held her face and observed him.

Ji Weiqing was handsome and tall. It was a delight to see him eating noodles with his brows lowered. His eyelashes were fluttering like little brushes, his eyes were starry, his eyebrows were sharp, and his nose was straight. The only flaw was that it was said that men with thin lips would be unfeeling.

The most beautiful thing is his hand holding the chopsticks. His fingers are slender and even, with beautiful bones. The back of his palm faintly reveals blue veins with clear pulses and a sense of vigorous power.

His name is nice, and he carries an aura of peace and tranquility, as if nothing can make him panic.

In Song Shixia's heart, Ji Weiqing's face, voice and the figure she accidentally saw were all plus points. He was also the youngest first-level professor and a future scientific research giant.

This was simply a partner tailor-made for her. She took back her previous idea of ​​treating him with respect. Such an excellent man is hard to miss.

Ji Weiqing finished the last bite of noodles.

Song Shixia held her face and looked at him with a smile, "I'll cook and you wash the dishes, no objection, right?"

Ji Weiqing is a soft-hearted person.

"No comment."

He got up, cleaned up the dishes for both of them and went to the kitchen.

Seeing that he was so cooperative, Song Shixia went to make a cup of tea. The tea leaves were the cheapest tea produced in her space. It was not that she was reluctant to give him good tea, but she was worried that Ji Weiqing would taste it.

She was an ordinary country girl, so it was strange that she suddenly took out a can of Tieguanyin. Who knew if such a professor had ever drunk good tea?

Song Shixia leaned back on the sofa, holding an enamel cup in her hand, squinting comfortably like a lazy ragdoll cat. She felt extremely comfortable with this slow-paced and leisurely life. It would be better if the sofa was softer.

If someone helps her with the housework, she will be even less willing to go out to work.

Ji Weiqing not only washed the pots and dishes, but also cleaned up the kitchen and the dining table. Song Shixia was even more satisfied with him. He was such a thoughtful man.

Seeing that he had finished his work, she hurriedly greeted him.

"I made you some hot tea. It's wild tea from my home."

Ji Weiqing sat down opposite her.

"Thank you, you are a great cook."

She has been able to cook since she was a child. She developed her cooking skills when she started her own business. Whenever she was under a lot of pressure, she liked to cook for herself to relieve stress. Later, she became a well-known entrepreneur and hired five chefs to take turns cooking for her at home.

She remembered what her original self had said to Ji Weiqing during their blind date: I can do both cooking and cooking, and you will never regret marrying me.

Song Shixia would not say that and cause herself more trouble. "It's just home cooking quality, not that great."

Ji Weiqing felt that she was underestimating herself. If this was the quality of home-cooked food, all the small restaurants in the capital would have to close down.

He picked up the teacup and sipped it carefully.

"The tea is very good, worthy of being wild tea."

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but after drinking the tea, he felt his body lighten up after a long time. He had been studying at a desk for a long time, and had many old problems. Even if he exercised hard, it didn't help much. After drinking the tea, his meridians seemed to be relieved.

There were no electronic products in that era, the television was in black and white, and it was time to go to bed at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Song Shixia had never gone to bed so early since she started her business and was worried that she would suffer from insomnia.

So she asked, "Do you have any novels?"

Ji Weiqing pondered for a long time, trying to recall: "Only the original foreign masterpieces, can you understand them?"

Song Shixia waved her hands quickly, indicating that she didn't understand. Her character was a rural girl who graduated from junior high school, and her ability to speak five foreign languages ​​could not be exposed.

Seeing her embarrassed reaction, Ji Weiqing immediately felt regretful. His question hurt her self-esteem.

"Go take a shower first. I'll read you two passages from famous foreign books before bed. That won't keep you from sleeping."

His famous Chinese book was borrowed by my younger sister and has never been returned. He once read the original foreign language book to her and she fell asleep in less than three minutes. He thinks he can use it to help his wife sleep.

Song Shixia washed herself from head to toe very carefully, to the point where the soap could soak in. She washed once in the bathroom in the afternoon, so she didn't need to wash her hair again.

She was not against intimacy, but rather a little curious and expectant. In her previous life, she had been single for more than 20 years and had never experienced the joy of sex, so how could she not have regrets?

After taking a shower, she returned to the bedroom. Ji Weiqing was leaning against the head of the bed, reading a book in his hand. There was a desk lamp and his watch on the bedside table.

He looked up when he heard the voice: "Where do you sleep?"

Song Shixia's courage suddenly deflated, and she raised her hand and pointed to the empty seat next to him.

"Men sleep on the left and women sleep on the right. I sleep on the right."

She didn't have a bedside cabinet, but a desk. The only lamp on the desk was placed near the bed, which was obviously reserved for her. In the drawer of the desk was placed all the cash in the family and Ji Weiqing's salary slip.

Ji Weiqing didn't think about what to do tonight. His young wife had left her hometown and came to a strange city. She should have a good rest after the long journey. He was seven years older than her, so he should be considerate of her and let her adapt first, without rushing.

Song Shixia's pajamas were a floral cotton skirt that reached her calf, a rare good-looking style in her closet. The skirt was very new, and she guessed that she had only worn it once during the holidays.

There were two big red quilts embroidered with pictures of swimming birds lying side by side on the bed. She realized belatedly that there was a blue four-piece suit on the bed in the afternoon, but now it had become a wedding suit, and it seemed to be the dowry she brought.

Song Shixia didn't feel comfortable asking, so she carefully lifted the quilt and sat down.

Ji Weiqing was reading a book in her hand, but she felt the atmosphere was ambiguous.

Her heart was beating non-stop, and she didn't know if her face had turned red, but it felt hot. She cursed herself in her heart for having impure thoughts, Song Shixia, oh Song Shixia, you can have wild fantasies just by seeing the birds playing in the water, it turns out that you are the one who is so lustful.

Ji Weiqing seemed to know that she was shy, and waited until she sat down before speaking.

"This book is called Anna Karenina, written by the Russian writer Leo Tolstoy..."

As he continued to talk, Song Shixia gradually became more and more absorbed in the story. However, he had to pause after reading for a while. Was it because he was not proficient in Russian?

Song Shixia doesn't speak Russian and has never read the original text, but she knows that the story is about a woman who cheated on her husband and then committed suicide by lying on the railway tracks.

This was only discovered when she watched the explanation while watching short videos. How could she, a busy person, have time to read? She learned foreign languages ​​because she had some important foreign clients that she needed to receive in person. In order to communicate with the clients, she found a private tutor to learn foreign languages. To be honest, she only had a high school diploma. Later, when she became successful, she took the college entrance examination and never experienced college campus life.

Ji Weiqing read for about ten minutes, his expression becoming increasingly strange, and finally he stopped.

Song Shixia was listening with great interest, but the conversation suddenly ended.

"Why don't you read?"

Ji Weiqing was extremely thankful that she did not know foreign languages, otherwise she might have thought that his academic qualifications were inflated based on the words she had modified on the spot.

This book must have been a gift from a friend or relative. If he had read it in advance, he would not have chosen this book and left himself with no choice.

Ji Weiqing closed the book and said, "It's ten o'clock, time to rest."

Song Shixia was extremely curious. What happened between Anna and Vronsky afterwards?

But no matter how she pestered him and begged him to finish this part before going to sleep, Ji Weiqing only had one response: it was too late and it was time to rest.

Song Shixia shrank into the quilt, leaving only his two eyes exposed.

Ji Weiqing turned off the desk light, and the room became pitch dark.

At this moment her mind was particularly clear. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She was still thinking about Anna. What happened next?

Ji Weiqing was also not sleepy. He had lived alone for many years, and he was not used to having so many people around him. The tossing and turning made him unable to sleep.

He reached out from under the quilt, found her hand and held it.

"Are you a bed-sitter?"

Song Shixia was startled by his action, but luckily she couldn't see her hand in front of her so she couldn't see her blushing.

His palms were dry and warm, and she couldn't help but gently pinch them.

"It seems like I am a bit attached to my bed. The more I lie in it, the more energetic I feel. I can't help but think about how beautiful Anna is and why she doesn't want to get a divorce."

Perhaps it is because she is a modern person with a higher sense of morality and does not quite understand the emotional views in famous works.

Ji Weiqing's voice was sleepy: "Go to sleep." The content of this book is not suitable for discussion now, maybe he should go to the library to borrow a translated version.

Song Shixia gritted her teeth and did something unexpected.

"You can let me sleep, and you can coax me to sleep."

She crawled into Ji Weiqing's quilt, grabbed his pajamas and buried her head in his arms. Ji Weiqing had no way to deal with her, he could only pat her back gently like coaxing a child.

Song Shixia wanted to chat with him to get closer to him, but her eyelids were so sleepy that she couldn't open them as if they were covered with glue. When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.

She was awakened by Ji Weiqing getting up.

"Why are you up so early?" College students don't start classes until 8 o'clock. Do university professors have to get up at 6 o'clock?

Ji Weiqing put on his clothes with his back to her.

"I'm going out for morning exercise. It's still early. You can continue to sleep."

Song Shixia reached out and poked him on the back: "Could you please bring back some breakfast?"

After buttoning the last button, Ji Weiqing turned around and grabbed her paw.

Unfortunately, he lowered his eyes, so Song Shixia couldn't see his expression.

"What do you want to eat?"

Song Shixia said bluntly: "Youtiao soy milk, I also want to eat steamed buns, but they need vegetable fillings, and vermicelli fillings are even better."

Ji Weiqing put down her paw: "Well, I'll bring it back to you after my morning exercise."

After he left, Song Shixia forgot to ask about the child.

She saw the rest of the story in her dream. The original owner was a generous stepmother, but she was very strict with her child in private. She always compared her child with other children, belittling and undermining the child's self-confidence, putting pressure on the child, causing the child to be sensitive, inferior and depressed. It was only after a long time that everyone discovered the true face of the original owner, and by then the child's personality had already been formed.

However, the true identities of these two children are not ordinary. They are the "orphans" of Ji Weiqing's elder brother. Ji's elder brother died in a mission, but he appeared again many years later, and he was killed for the mission. The two children suddenly changed from a single-parent family to a real pampered family. Their biological father made a first-class contribution, their adoptive father is a textbook-level scientific research tycoon, and their aunt is a business tycoon. The original body was divorced and had nothing. In the end, they returned to the village with their tails between their legs and became the laughing stock of the whole village.

Song Shixia had a palm-sized mirror in her hand, and she used it to examine her face. Such an innocent, pitiful, and innocent face was too deceptive. No wonder she could deceive Ji Weiqing for so long. If she were a man, she would be deceived by this face and lose everything.

Although she looks like this in person, her aura is different and she looks like two different people. Her style is more mature, and even the makeup artist makes her look old-fashioned, so that when she negotiates business with people, they won't think she is a newcomer.

However, the more she looks at this little white flower face, the more she likes it. No wonder netizens rated the little white flower face as the first love face. She herself is also moved.

I'm damn attractive.