Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 521 Returning to China
very perfect.

"Is there really anything perfect in this world?"

An Ning's question received a negative answer from Jiang Xia.

"I don't think so."

"Coincidentally, I think so too."

After finishing a bowl of pimple soup, the two ended their last small gathering before leaving.

Before dawn the next morning, a bus left the hotel in a low-key manner.

When some scholars came here admiringly, all they were left with was an empty room. At this time, the Huaxia team was really in the clouds.

On the way back, everyone fell asleep in peace.

Don't worry about the game, don't worry about jet lag, and most importantly, don't worry about your life.

When they set foot on the territory of the motherland, they felt more at ease.

This flavor....safe.

It's nice that no one will open a wooden barn in their sleep.

Everyone bid farewell at the airport, leaving contact information for each other, a simple hug, goodbye.

An Ning and Jiang Xia were picked up from the airport by Yu Zheng, and they were sent back to their home near Beijing University.

The first thing An Ning did when he got home was to call Lin Cuihua.

It is very inconvenient to make phone calls abroad, and sometimes you can't hear what the other party is saying. Lin Cuihua has long known that An Ning is going abroad, and she is very worried.

She doesn't know whether foreign countries are good or bad at all, she only knows that her girl is far away from home.

An Ning, who was sitting in the chair, took off her shoes, relaxed her toes, and dialed the phone.

After two beeps, the other party picked up the phone.

"Grandma."

When An Ning heard this, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Heidan, it's my aunt."

"Grandma—aunt——"

Heidan'er yelled loudly, but An Ning only heard a crackling sound, as if a basin had fallen to the ground.

"Don't worry, tell grandma not to worry."

Before Heidan'er could send a message, the person on the other side of the phone changed.

"Hi———Hi———
Lin Cuihua yelled twice in a very loud voice, very afraid that An Ning would not hear her.

"Mom—be quiet, I can hear you, I'm back!"

"Ah - back! Great, how's it going? You're not hurt?"

"No, it's back intact."

Lin Cuihua's heart finally fell, and the two began to chat, from eating and drinking abroad to how much An Ning missed the food at home.

"You girl, you only want to eat."

"Hehe, there is no way, my mother's craftsmanship is too good."

"You can pull it down, and you will know how to fool me."

Lin Cuihua had disgust on her lips, but the smile on her face got bigger and bigger.

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and finally hung up the phone.

After An Ning had taken a hot bath and changed out of her tired coat, there was a knock on the door.

She put on a coat and ran out, opened the door, and Jiang Xia, still in that dress, was standing at the door.

"Food, take it?"

"are not you tired?"

"It's okay, you can't eat if you're tired. Didn't you say you want to eat braised pork? The time is a bit short. The stewed pork rice with braised pork that I made is good with bibimbap. I'll make braised pork tomorrow."

An Ning took the lunch box from Jiang Xia's hand, and asked normally, "Did you report that Grandpa Jiang is safe?"

"Reported, I called to say I was home, my grandpa asked me if I had anything else to do, I said no, and then hung up."

"So simple?"

"What else should I do?"

Jiang Xia first smiled, and urged An Ning to enter the room: "Hurry up and go back to eat, I'm going back too, go to bed early, no matter what, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay! Goodbye."

"bump!"

The two doors were closed in front of Jiang Xia, he looked at the door panels helplessly, and muttered silently: What a joy.

Jiang Xia, who turned around and went back to her home, first cleaned up the kitchen, and then cleaned herself up, and then sat down to eat after finishing everything, thinking about tomorrow's menu in her mind.

An Ning, on the other side, was sitting on the sofa with a large bowl of braised pork rice, watching TV dramas, eating deliciously.

"The food at home is still delicious."

After eating a bowl of rice, An Ning nestled on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

When she opened her eyes again, she was awakened by urine.

After a few minutes of ideological struggle, she still got up.

"A progressive human being is also a slave to shit."

When An Ning, who had finished solving the major issues in her life, returned to her room and lay comfortably on the bed, unexpectedly she couldn't fall asleep.

She closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to fall asleep, but her brain became more and more awake.

"I'm sick!"

An Ning turned over and sat up on the bed, and picked up the alarm clock next to her.

"It's only three o'clock."

She woke up when she was supposed to be sleeping soundly.

An Ning, who really couldn't sleep, simply put on her clothes and went to the ground, preparing to make some breakfast.

No way, she was hungry again.

At this time, it's not easy to wake up the neighbor Jiang Xia.

"I'll cook some gada soup for myself, it shouldn't be difficult."

An Ning thought back to Lin Cuihua's method of making gada soup, first boiling water.

The water was boiling on one side, and she started kneading the dough.

The result is that there will be too much water for a while, and there will be too much face for a while.

I don't know how long she had been kneading the dough, but there was a smell of sticky dough coming out of the kitchen, An Ning's hands trembled in fright, and the very sticky dough fell to the ground with a plop, and her palms and backs were all sticky batter.

The tranquility at this time is like an ant on a hot pot, caring about the left side but not the right side.

In the end, she could only use her sticky hands to save the blackened pot.

When An Ning lifted the lid of the boiling water pot, a puff of white smoke rose for a few minutes.

"Cough-cough-cough--"

"bump!"

The sound of the door being knocked open.

With shirtless arms and bare feet, Jiang Xia rushed in from the outside wearing a pair of underpants all over her body.

"My God, get out--quick-ah--"

There was another touch, and along with Jiang Xia's scream, An Ning saw him step on the dough on the ground, and his whole body lay on the ground.

An Ning squatted down very uneasy, and said with a smile: "As expected, the lower places have less smoke."

Jiang Xia lying on the ground, feeling the batter on the ground and the smoke in front of his eyes, made a very pertinent suggestion: "Comrade An Ning, please stop dabbling in things like cooking in the future, okay?"

An Ning nuzzled her lips, and said unwillingly: "I'm just a beginner, just practice."

"No! Don't insist, other people's practice is a waste of food, and you are wasting your life!"

"Listen to me, give up."

Jiang Xia persuaded her earnestly, but An Ning snorted arrogantly: "I don't!"

The two childish people chatted in an extremely strange posture.

"Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say, now please allow me, my little brother, to clean up the mess and clean up the battlefield, right?"

"Well,,,,, sure."

An Ning got up with a guilty conscience, covered her mouth and nose and ran out.

Being peaceful outside, smelling the pungent smell in the air, my heart is even more empty.

"No wonder you came here so quickly, the smoke is a bit heavy."

"It's strange, the failure to make weapons is not so smokey!"

(End of this chapter)