The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

Everyone has left, and Zhao Hong is the only one left in the kitchen to clean the scene. She has to scrub the pot so as not to affect tomorrow's use. Although her character may be problematic, her vision is fine!

When she was about to make a move, something moved in the shadows. She looked carefully and saw

Oh, He Yan was forgotten...

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you still doing here? Get out of here!"

Zhao Hong pushed her with her hand. This person wasn't satisfied with watching the fun, was she? Now that everyone had left, she still had to watch her wash the pot?

It was really too much. After pushing but nothing happened, Zhao Hong couldn't help but use more force. He Yan didn't even raise her head...

Zhao Hong felt something was wrong, so she lowered her head to listen to He Yan's mumbling. After listening for a long time, she heard the word "hungry".

This good-for-nothing was so hungry that he was confused and couldn't even lift his head.

Zhao Hong was not too surprised, because there was a youth cadre who fainted from hunger. Not long after he recovered, he found a villager to be his son-in-law. According to him, at least he could have enough food to eat.

Now He Yan was still conscious, which meant that it had not reached that point yet. Zhao Hong resigned herself to her fate and went to scrub the pot. She scrubbed it carefully three times before the water was no longer black.

He added another scoop of water, took some cornmeal from the grain bag, added water and mixed it well, and poured it in as soon as the water boiled. The aroma of the grain made He Yan more conscious.

Zhao Hong found a large bowl, scooped the liquid out and placed the bowl in cold water for a while. When the temperature was about right, she gave it to He Yan to drink.

He Yan swallowed subconsciously in a daze, and after finishing a bowl, she was finally able to open her eyes.

"Remember to return me half a bowl of cornmeal"

After Zhao Hong finished speaking, she went to wash the pot. This time, there was not even any oil in the pot, so it was clean in just one wash. After she was done, she went back to the house without paying any attention to He Yan who was still sitting there taking a break.

She was willing to make corn porridge for her because they were both educated youth.

It was obvious that He Yan was not a person who would repay a favor, so there was no need for her to try to make her presence known here. He Yan might even think she was making fun of her.

He Yan didn't think about anything at the moment. Her energy couldn't keep up. She felt a little tired on the bench, so she slid down to sit on the ground. Sure enough, her breathing became much smoother.

When he felt he could control his body again, he slowly moved back to the big bunk bed. Seeing that Zhao Hong had fallen asleep, he climbed onto the kang and fell asleep too.

The next morning, Jiang Wenjing and Qian Yu got up early and carried buckets to grind beans.

Last night I told Liu Lanjiang that they would be grinding tofu today and would need a bucket of water. Early in the morning Liu Lanjiang and Su Chen switched shifts and went to fetch the necessary water.

They arrived relatively early and were third in line. Just as they put down the bucket, they heard cursing coming from behind. As they got closer, the cursing became clearer and clearer.

"I told you to get up early, but you just don't understand what I'm saying. You become lazy when you're pregnant. When I was pregnant with Hong Jun and was about to give birth, I still had to get up early to cook for my mother-in-law. Look at you..."

There was a string of blah blahs coming out. Jiang Wenjing and Qian Yu silently pushed forward. Someone please come and separate them from this old witch.

When Jiang Wenjing was working, she had witnessed how powerful Yu Pozi was. She would scold people for a long time without stopping. Once, Jiang Wenjing was assigned to break corn next to her. When she came back at noon, she suspected that she was deaf.

This old woman Yu spoke so venomously and loudly that Jiang Wenjing's ears hurt every time she looked at her...

Qian Yu had been complained about by Jiang Wenjing before, and she had also heard of the great name of Mrs. Yu. Now seeing Jiang Wenjing hiding, she followed suit, and the two of them were almost clinging to the aunt in front...