Refusing to marry a widower, I went on a crazy spree of sending my children to the army.

There were very few tourists on the platform.

The two carried quilts and luggage, and apart from their upright posture, they looked no different from the other passengers.

The cool night breeze ruffled Lu Yuan's hair, and the moon and stars were few, reflecting his love for this county town.

Woohoo! The train slowly pulled into the station. Lu Yuan stood at the back and waited until all the other passengers had boarded before squeezing on with Lu Yifeng.

Find your seat and stuff the blanket into the overhead luggage rack.

As for the other luggage, except for a gray package, it was all stuffed under the seat.

Lu Yifeng lowered his voice and asked, "What is this? You're treating it like a treasure."

Lu Yuan didn't speak, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Was this a gift from your sister-in-law?"

Lu Yuan gently stroked the bow on the package, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Lu Yifeng was jealous: "Old Lu, you need to be normal. You just started dating someone, and you're already acting like you're going to die."

If those competitive and ambitious guys in the performing arts troupe found out, wouldn't they fight their wives to the death?

Lu Yuan finally spared a bit of attention to look at him: "Keep your mouth shut, don't let anything slip to the art troupe, and don't go around talking nonsense to your sister-in-law!"

Lu Yifeng made a zipping motion over his mouth, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "So, what are you going to use to bribe me?"

Lu Yuan laughed and pushed his head away, taking out two flatbreads from his bundle: "Here, you got a good deal!"

Lu Yifeng chuckled and accepted it, taking a bite, and it sizzled with oil. He took another bite: "Good heavens, it's meat!"

Many people around woke up from their sleep and looked around in confusion: "Holy crap, why do I smell meat?"

"You must be dreaming! It's late, go to sleep!"

The carriage fell silent again. Lu Yifeng's fingers, pressed against the oiled paper, trembled slightly: "I almost angered everyone!"

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's put it away and eat it after we get off the bus!"

Lu Yifeng nodded, wrapped the meat pie up, and tucked it into his pocket.

Lu Yuan looked calmly out the window, wondering if Manman would be angry if she knew he had lied to her.

That's right, Lu Yuan accepted the mission. This time, he wasn't leaving to return to his unit, but to go to the provincial capital to find the spies who were based there.

***

Peel and peel, peel and peel, until Qiao Manman's gloves were peeling off and crumbs were falling off, before she could finally peel out all the wheat grains.

Looking at that full basin of wheat grains, I felt a great sense of accomplishment.

This thing is too special to be taken out for grinding.

Eat it directly? Forget about it. It's said that wheat became a staple food because stone mills became widespread during the Han Dynasty, and people discovered that flour tasted better.

It is clear that wheat grains are far less delicious than steamed buns, dumplings, and noodles.

Qiao Manman asked, "Tongtong, do you have a grinding mill that runs on gasoline or diesel? Or, can you give me a rechargeable one?"

The system remained silent for a full five minutes before finally saying, "Okay, host, please sign in!"

"Everyone, sign in!"

"Congratulations, host! You have obtained one cubic meter of supplies and one fertility pill!"

Qiao Manman's consciousness sank into the space and she found that the thoughtful people had all provided her with a small electric blender, a home hand-cranked coffee machine, and a larger commercial grinder that uses oil.

In addition, there are three millstones of different sizes, as well as a quantity of diesel and gasoline.

Wow, Tongtong, you're amazing!

Qiao Manman couldn't wait to get to the well, take out the small millstone, and wash it clean in the moonlight.

Then go back inside and wipe it dry with paper towels. Let it sit in a well-ventilated area to ensure that even the moisture in the nooks and crannies evaporates completely.

Oh, and the commercial flour grinder too, take it out and clean it. We'll grind some refined flour to make steamed buns after daybreak.

Qiao Manman took off her coat and collapsed onto the bed in her tank top, saying, "Ah, so tired!"

Originally, she planned to meet Chen Dashan at night, but because of Lu Yuan, she had to put the plan on hold.

I also stayed up all night.

Waaah, won't her fair skin get pimples? If she's not pretty anymore, how will she compete with the female lead?

Qiao Manman rolled her eyes at her own pretentious self with disdain and struggled to get up.

I took out the bathtub, poured in hot water, and washed my body. This wash lasted for fifteen minutes.

Then, feeling refreshed, I put on my tank top, lay down in bed, and fell asleep instantly.

Early in the morning, sparrows chirped under the eaves, waking Qiao Manman, but she wasn't annoyed.

Excitedly, he placed the small stone mill on the kang table, put in wheat grains, and ground them clockwise. Before long, the millstone was ground into powder.

However, it wasn't the snow-white flour of later generations, but rather yellowish-black, with a very strong aroma.

Qiao Manman got more and more into it and ground up half a basin of wheat grains.

After getting ready, she excitedly went out: "Mom, is breakfast ready? How about we make noodle soup?"

He Nian had just finished clearing away the dishes and chopsticks when he replied, "Okay!"

Without mentioning that she had cooked millet porridge, she took the flour Qiao Manman gave her and started kneading the dough.

Don't underestimate this unassuming flour; its aroma can travel for miles.

Not to mention Qiao Runming, who was already full, even the village's stray dog, Dahuang, was drooling and squatting at the door waiting to be fed.

He Nian deftly kneaded the dough, rolled it out thinly, and cut it into pieces. But when she tried to stretch it into long strips, she found that she couldn't stretch it at all; it would break as soon as she tried.

"Ni'er, this noodle is no good!" He Nian complained to Qiao Manman.

Qiao Manman slapped her forehead: "Even the wisest person can make a mistake."

She forgot to dry the wheat, no wonder it broke into pieces.

"It's okay, just eat it like this!"

He Nian hummed in agreement and put the noodles into the pot.

Once cooked, take it out and put it into the simmering old duck soup. Add some blanched greens, dried shrimp, and a poached egg. It's incredibly delicious.

He Nian cooked three bowls, filling them to the brim.

I brought it back to the house, and smelling the aroma, I couldn't resist picking it up and taking a sip of the soup.

"How is it? How is it?" Qiao Runming asked eagerly.

"It smells so good, so incredibly good!" He Nian couldn't think of any other words, so she could only use this simplest one to express her feelings.

Qiao Runming was so tempted that he swallowed his saliva countless times, but he still waited until Qiao Manman came over before starting to eat.

"Dad, eat up, don't be shy!" Qiao Manman said, picking up her bowl, taking a bite of noodles, and drinking a sip of soup.

Wow, this was the first time she had ever eaten something so delicious. The noodles were smooth and springy, and every bite was bursting with the aroma of wheat.

The food warmed my stomach, and after a while, I felt full of energy, as if every cell in my body was dancing, and my mood brightened up as well.

Qiao Manman thought to herself, "If this could be popularized, how happy the Chinese people would be!"

Lost in thought, the noodles were gone, not even a drop of soup was left.

The big yellow dog outside the yard seemed to sense something and barked and barked at the group.

The three of them exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

Qiao Manman got up, rinsed the pot with well water, and added some broken noodles.

Once cooked, pour it into a broken bowl, open the door, and place it beside Big Yellow's feet: "Hey, that's all. Eat this and then go play somewhere else!"

Big Yellow twitched its ears, bent down to eat, and ignored Qiao Manman.