The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

Anyway, she already knew that Ouyang Hua's target was Xu Shiqing, so she was not curious and focused her attention on the few pieces of meat.

Curious people eat less meat.

When the two figures walked out of the room, everyone's attention returned to the table, and they realized that the potato soup was almost entirely filled with potatoes.

Where's the meat? Where's my meat?

Everyone looked at He Yan with condemnation as she lowered her head to eat.

It’s okay, it’s okay. You can’t get through my thick skin. I don’t know when I’ll be able to eat meat next time.

She only had ten yuan in total, and she couldn't earn any work points during the winter, and she didn't know when she would be able to eat the food she was given.

Fortunately, everyone knew that the meat would not be brought back, so they ate in silence. Feeling that no one was paying attention to her anymore, He Yan's eating speed also slowed down.

After dinner, Zhao Hong arranged for Qian Yu and He Yan, the two newcomers, to wash the dishes. They ate the most meat that night, and He Yan was used to doing this job at home, so she didn't make any trouble.

"Qian Yu, let's cook together. I think Zhao Zhiqing and Jiang Zhiqing also arranged it this way."

He Yan looked at Qian Yu, who was too quiet, and thought about pulling her into her team.

She observed when Zhao Hong was cooking in the evening. She found that she didn't do anything at all. She just stir-fried the vegetables and added some water. The rest was done by Jiang Zhiqing.

Qian Yu is as efficient and talkative as Jiang Zhiqing. Even if she is a little lazy, Qian Yu will not tell others about it.

"We'll see when the time comes. I heard from Zhiqing Jiang that Zhiqing Liu (Liu Lanjiang, the person in charge of the Zhiqing site) will make new arrangements."

With the addition of new people, the original arrangements must be changed.

She didn't want to be grouped with this girl called He Yan, because it was obvious that this person was not an honest person.

She still likes her new friend Jiang Wenjing. They are both the type who know each other silently.

In just one afternoon, both of them felt that they were a good match for each other, and she wanted to be in a group with Jiang Wenjing.

He Yan just let it go for now and would bring it up when the meeting started.

After cleaning up the kitchen, they returned to the house. A kerosene lamp was lit on the kang table. Jiang Wenjing was reading a book while soaking her feet in the area illuminated by the kerosene lamp. Zhao Hong had already lay down, and He Yan and Qian Yu also hurried to get water to wash their feet.

Their big bunk bed also has a heated kang, but it's not very cold now so they haven't started heating it yet.

The winters here are very long, and the educated youth have to work all the time. The firewood they collect is not much left after using it for cooking every day.

After the autumn harvest these days, they were planning to go to the back mountain to collect firewood.

At this time, most people in the village went up the mountain to pick up branches. If they found a tree that had died of natural causes, they would also cut it down. Men would cut the trees while women would drag them down. Even the children would take baskets to pick up leaves and pine needles to use for starting a fire.

Before today, there were only two female educated youth in the large dormitory, each occupying one side.

Jiang Wenjing was afraid of the cold, so she slept at the head of the kang.

In order to eat secretly at night without being discovered, Zhao Hong laid the bed at the very end.

Anyway, when the kang is heated, the whole kang is hot, but the head of the kang is particularly hot.

When Qian Yu came in the afternoon, the two old educated youth were not there, so she first chose a seat next to the kang, which was next to Jiang Wenjing.

She had finished laying out the floor, but He Yan was still swaying on the ox cart.

When He Yan arrived, she saw two on this side and one on that side. She couldn't sleep in the middle, so she chose a seat at the end.

"You didn't wash your feet?"

He Yan poured out the foot washing water and was about to lie down when she smelled a smell of stinky pickles from the quilt next to her.