The Brilliant Life of a Post-Apocalyptic Female Boss Reborn at 70

Actually, Xin Yi didn't really care whether Li Bailian was shameful or not. She's always been quite easygoing and didn't care much about worldly opinions and judgments.

However, deep down, I still secretly admire the courage Li Bailian displayed. You have to understand, in their time, for a woman to do something so outrageous truly required immense boldness.

Either she's a true warrior, daring to break conventions and unafraid of criticism; or she might just be a bit dim-witted, acting without considering the consequences. After some thought, Xin Yi could only conclude that Li Bailian was simply a moron.

This little episode passed by uneventfully. The two girls exchanged a few simple words and quickly moved on, not wanting to waste any more time discussing it.

Immediately afterward, Liu Mengting asked impatiently, "Sister Yiyi, what's the deal with those letters from newspapers and magazines last time? Did you really succeed in submitting your work?"

Xin Yi glanced at her gently, thinking to herself, "How can this girl have so many questions? No wonder she made a special trip to ask all these questions."

"Of course! I'm a high school student, after all. With my talent and ability, writing articles that can be published is a piece of cake. It's something I can do with ease," Xin Yi said confidently, her eyes shining with determination.

At this moment, Liu Mengting's eyes seemed to be shining. She stared intently at Xin Yi, her eyes revealing an undisguised admiration and envy.

"Sister Yiyi, you are really amazing! I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I, on the other hand, absolutely hate these things. Every time I face a book, my head feels like it's been hit by a heavy hammer. I feel dizzy and can't muster any interest at all. And at school, I have to pretend to be working hard to cope with those courses. It's torture! I really never want to go through that kind of pain again!"

Looking at Liu Mengting's terrified expression, Xin Yi couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. She sighed softly and said gently, "Is it really that serious? Studying isn't as scary as you think."

Liu Mengting pouted, as if she wanted to vent her dissatisfaction. "It's really true. As soon as I see those densely packed words, my head starts to hurt and my mind becomes a mess. Even though I don't want to read at all, I have to force myself to sit in the classroom and pretend to be serious. This feeling is really unbearable, like being bound by invisible shackles."

Xin Yi shook her head slightly and patiently explained, "Actually, reading more books has many benefits. It can broaden our horizons, make it easier for us to distinguish right from wrong, and prevent us from being easily misled by some wrong ideas, or from being unreasonable and making trouble unnecessarily. Think about it, if everyone could read more books, wouldn't the whole world become a better place?"

Liu Mengting frowned upon hearing this, seemingly disagreeing, but still muttered, "That's not necessarily true. Take that educated youth Mei, for example. I heard she only graduated from high school."

After hearing this, Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Haha, you little rascal, don't generalize. She did graduate from high school, but that's just an isolated case."

To put it simply, learning is a continuous process of self-improvement; it can make our thoughts more profound and our abilities more outstanding.

However, some people are inherently evil, and no matter how much knowledge they acquire, they may still use that knowledge to harm society.

Therefore, we should encourage kind-hearted people to learn more, so that they possess sufficient wisdom and strength to avoid being easily bullied by bad people.

Liu Mengting nodded thoughtfully. Although she was still somewhat reluctant, she seemed to have begun to have some new perspectives on reading.

However, since I can no longer study, I'll let my descendants suffer this hardship.

The two chatted on and off for a long time, their conversation flowing like a gentle stream between them, carrying warmth and tacit understanding.

They would sometimes laugh softly, and sometimes fall into deep thought, immersed in a world that belonged only to the two of them.

Until, without her noticing, Xin Yi noticed Liu Mengting's slightly undulating shoulders. It turned out that she had fallen asleep without realizing it. Her tranquil appearance was like a gentle and comfortable breeze on a summer afternoon.

As Xin Yi watched her fall asleep, her own eyelids gradually grew heavy, and she too drifted off to sleep.

Early in the morning, the sound of gongs and drums signaling the start of work was like the first call of the day, crisp and powerful, instantly breaking the tranquility of the morning.

Xin Yi slowly opened her eyes, still somewhat sleepy, but when she saw Liu Mengting fast asleep beside her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. She gently reached out and pinched Liu Mengting's nose.

"Little sleepyhead, wake up!" Xin Yi said gently.

"Sister Yiyi, it's still early, I'll sleep for two more minutes!" Liu Mengting's cute voice came through the phone, her tone full of coquettishness. She hadn't even opened her eyes yet, still immersed in her dream.

Xin Yi smiled helplessly and got out of bed. She carefully dressed herself and then tiptoed to the kitchen.

Upon entering the kitchen, the first thing she did was check the fire on the stove. Although the flame was weak, it hadn't gone out and seemed to be burning stubbornly.

Xin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then stuffed some more firewood into the stove. After that, she picked up a bamboo tube and blew hard into the hole, the breath seeming to have magical power.

Before long, the originally weak flame quickly grew into a bright, leaping flame, as if telling her about the vitality of a new day.

Next, she scooped a basin of hot water from the pot. The water was steaming and had a faint smell of water. She washed up quickly, then took Liu Mengting's basin, filled it with hot water, and put a lid on it to slow down the cooling process.

As for breakfast, Xin Yi thought about it carefully and decided to make tomato and egg noodles, which was simple, delicious, and didn't require too much effort.

She skillfully took out several fresh tomatoes, placed them on the cutting board, and cut them into small pieces with a knife. The red juice instantly flowed out, as if it were the most beautiful paint given by nature.

Then, she opened the cupboard, took out a few eggs, and gently tapped them on the edge of a bowl. The yolks and whites flowed into the bowl, creating golden ripples.

Then, she lit the stove, poured in some oil after the pan was hot, and added the chopped tomatoes after the oil was heated. The tomatoes were quickly cooked until soft and mushy, releasing an enticing aroma.

Next, she slowly poured the egg mixture from the bowl into the pan. The egg mixture instantly solidified, forming golden egg flowers that contrasted beautifully with the red tomatoes.

Finally, she added an appropriate amount of water, and after the water boiled, she took out a bag of noodles from the stove, tore off the packaging paper and threw it into the stove. Then she pulled out a handful of noodles and put them into the pot. The noodles rolled around in the water, like a group of happy little elves.

She waited patiently, stirring occasionally to ensure the noodles were cooked evenly and thoroughly. Soon, a pot of delicious tomato and egg noodles was ready, its rich aroma filling the entire kitchen and making mouths water.