Song Yingwan was only surprised at first. She didn't expect that the package could be delivered to the educated youth center. That was when Zhang Ru sent her a thick bedding, so she didn't have to go to the commune to pick it up.
She planned to ask at the post office next time she went to the commune.
Most people had the same idea as her, but they were curious for a while at first, and then stopped paying attention after a while. They had to work in the afternoon, so after eating early, they could rest a little longer.
At this time Yang Xue came out of the house, holding a bag in his hand, but he couldn't see clearly what was inside.
The next second, I saw her putting things on the table where everyone was eating, and said in an arrogant tone: "This is the bacon and sausage sent by my family, one of you can make it tonight!"
Her words came so suddenly, everyone was a little surprised, looked at each other, and no one said anything.
Lin Zhi, who was following behind, spoke up, "This is Xiaoxue's kindness. We are in luck again today."
Song Yingwan looked at it and shook his head. Not many people these days were willing to give away so much meat. Since Yang Xue took it out, it was indeed a good intention, but with her expression, it seemed like it was a charity. Like others, it can't help but make people feel disgusted.
Qu Xiaoling snorted, "Who cares? It's like we've never seen meat before."
Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, and everyone heard her, but no one came out to smooth things over.
Yang Xue became angry when she heard this, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. If you don't care about it, others will!"
Everyone's faces didn't look good when she said this, as if whoever ate her meat was so rare that it was rare, although it was indeed rare.
Lin Zhi was the rare one, fearing that Yang Xue would take the meat back when she was angry, so she persuaded with a smile, "Xiaoxue didn't mean it that way, it's just that everyone has been working hard these days, so this will give us a chance to improve the food." .”
After saying that, he nudged Yang Xue with his elbow and prompted, "Isn't that right, Xiaoxue."
Yang Xue had indeed been pampered since she was a child and had never tried to please anyone. Naturally, she would not bow her head at this time. She ignored Lin Zhi and turned around to go back to the house.
Seeing her like this, Qu Xiaoling naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity and said sarcastically, "You see, they just pity us!"
Lin Zhi was a little embarrassed as she stood there, cursing secretly in her heart, but with an uncomfortable look on her face, "Forget it, Xiaoxue is not sensible, so I will apologize for her. These things should be regarded as an apology to everyone. No matter what, you can’t get along with things!”
Others are indeed a little dissatisfied with Yang Xue's behavior, but the food is indeed good, and not many people will refuse it. This is meat!
At this time, Zhang Guoan also stood up, "Okay, since it is Yang Zhiqing's kindness, I will change the taste for everyone tonight."
Then he looked at Xu Xiuyu and said, "Xu Zhiqing, please take care of the arrangements tonight."
Xu Xiuyu frowned, not wanting to take on this hot potato, but she and Lin Zhi were the ones cooking today, so she nodded.
In the evening, Xu Xiuyu and Lin Zhi started cooking. Originally, Xu Xiuyu wanted Song Yingwan to take charge of the cooking, but Song Yingwan declined politely. The bacon and sausages were already marinated, so it was just as good as any other. Where to go.
These people had a bad impression of Yang Xue, but they were not polite at all when they ate it. It was all sold out in a short while. The bacon was smoked really well. Song Yingwan was a little surprised when he ate it. .
I don't know if she didn't eat enough at night. When she went to bed at night, Yang Xue took out another can of malted milk, which might have been in the package. After making herself a bowl, she asked them if they wanted to drink it.
At this time, malted milk was in short supply and was very expensive. Generally, no one was willing to buy it. Zhang Ru had also made it for Song Yingwan before. When she drank it, the aroma was very strong, but the taste and nutrition were the same as before. Milk powder cannot be compared.
Others were naturally embarrassed to eat such precious things from others, except Lin Zhi of course. From the moment Yang Xue took out the malted milk, her eyes would glance at her from time to time, just waiting for Yang Xue's words!
Yang Xue was naturally not a stingy person, so she asked Lin Zhi to take the bowl and wash it by herself, which was exactly what Lin Zhi wanted.
Then Song Yingwan saw that she poured half a bowl of malted milk. It might be too little after boiling water, so she added two more spoons before reluctantly closing the lid.
Song Yingwan was afraid that she would choke!
But it’s hard for her to say what’s not hers, maybe one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer!
After buying the books, Song Yingwan also put her studies on the agenda. She planned to focus on science subjects now. She had graduated several years ago, and some things had long been blurred. Things like Chinese needed to be accumulated in daily life. Just add the final sprint.
After formulating the study plan, Song Yingwan strictly required herself to follow the above. What matters at this time is self-control. She remembered that the admission rate in the first year after the resumption of the college entrance examination was only about 5%25, so Song Yingwan I still feel some pressure.
She always believed that some people's talents were terrible, so she could only work harder and harder.
The manuscript has only been submitted not long ago, so there may be no news for a while. Song Yingwan is not in a hurry about this aspect. He only writes when he is inspired and usually does not deliberately write articles.
When cutting pigweed that day, Song Yingwan met the injured little girl again. She also came to cut pigweed, still carrying the big basket on her back.
She didn't know whether the injury on her hand was healed or not. Song Yingwan hadn't seen anyone for two days and had forgotten about it. After thinking about it, she took her things and went there.
"Hello, little flower!"
Xiaohua heard someone calling her name, the voice was gentle and soft. As soon as she heard it, she knew it was the sister who had given her the medicine before. She looked up and saw Song Yingwan standing next to her, still looking at her softly. .
Song Yingwan saw her raising her head and said, "Do you still remember me? I am Song Zhiqing who gave you medicine last time!"
Xiaohua nodded and shouted softly, "Sister Song."
Song Yingwan was very happy to see that she still remembered him, "Is your hand healed? Why did you run away last time? You should see her again for medicine."
Xiaohua, "Okay."
Song Yingwan asked, "Are you here to cut pig grass again today? Can you carry such a big basket?" The basket was so big that it really crushed her small body.
Xiaohua looked at her backpack and said with certainty: "I can carry it."
Song Yingwan also knew that she could carry it. After all, it was a bit unbearable to see her carrying this backpack. She didn't look much bigger than a cow, she was also skinny and small, and she didn't have much flesh on her body.
She rubbed Xiaohua's head, said nothing, and lowered her head to cut the pigweed.
As soon as I squatted down, I heard Niu Niu shouting from behind, "Pretty sister! Sister Wanwan!"
Song Yingwan turned around and saw him running towards this side carrying a small bamboo basket. Xiaohu also followed him. During this time, Song Yingwan often saw the two of them when cutting pig grass, and she was already very familiar with them.
She smiled and said, "Are you here again? How many straws are you going to bring back today?"
Song Yingwan often heard Aunt Hongying say that Niu Niu carried a small basket on his back every day and could count the number of grasses in it when he returned, which made him so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Niu Niu didn't care about Song Yingwan's joking, and sighed and said: "I obviously work hard to cut pig grass every day, but I insist that I can't even cut enough to stuff the chick's teeth. How do I know whether it is stuffed or not?" Teeth gap!"
Song Yingwan held back her laughter and pointed at the little flower and said, "Look at the little flower. She's not much older than you. She can cut such a big basket!"
Only then did Niu Niu see Xiao Hua, and was shocked when she saw such a big basket, "Xiao Hua, you are so awesome at cutting such a big basket of pigweed!"
Xiaohu also said: "I know this. It was her breasts that asked her to be cut. Her breasts are the golden widow. If she doesn't cut enough, she will be beaten!"
Niuniu was shocked again, "Ah! If you don't cut enough, you still get beaten. Xiaohua is so pitiful..."
Song Yingwan also frowned. She thought that the conditions of Xiaohua's family might not be good, but she didn't expect that her family would treat her like this.
