Return To the Era with Space Supplies

Chapter 143 Snake

“It’s quite delicious...it would be nice if there were eggs. Tomato and egg soup is better if you order it.”

 “Stop talking, okay? My saliva is almost drooling into the soup.”

 “You’re so disgusting, go away!”

Everyone at the table sang along, Jiang Yue took a careful sip of the soup and turned her eyes to Si Ningning, "By the way, when will the chickens we raise lay eggs?"

Si Ningning came out of the kitchen, holding her own lunch box and Mo Bei's lunch box in her hands. When she heard Jiang Yue's words, she clicked her tongue angrily, "What are you thinking! It takes two and a half months for a chicken to lay an egg. It’s been three months, and now the hair tubes have just grown, and the hair has not yet grown fully.”

"Two or three months? Isn't it already late autumn?" Jiang Yue's face instantly turned pale. "I asked the sisters-in-law on the team before. They said that there were fewer reptiles in the cold weather, and the chickens were not full enough to lay eggs. At that time, they could still lay eggs in one day. Six eggs?”

 It’s good to be able to lay eggs, but six eggs?

Si Ningning shook her head and sat on the corner of the table next to Song Xiaoyun. She reached out and pushed another lunch box to the opposite side, "Here."

Mo Bei was sitting opposite Si Ningning. This time, everyone noticed the two of them, or in other words, their lunch boxes.

cooked rice!

 The unique fragrance of rice grains can be smelled from a long distance away.

Li Lingyuan's eyes widened and he swallowed his saliva.

And it's not just rice. Mo Bei and Si Ningning's lunch boxes also have other kinds of dishes. There is minced garlic on them, and you can still smell the faint smell of sesame oil. They should be cooked cold.

 In fact, it was the cold purslane that Si Ningning ate in space before.

Li Lingyuan looked at Mo Bei, then at Si Ningning, and muttered resentfully for a while: "Si Zhiqing, why do you treat them differently?"

Si Ningning curled her lips and smiled, looking at Mo Bei across from him, Ma Liu said, "It's not my fault, it was Mo Zhiqing who asked me to do it. I, at best, am just getting the glory."

Purslane can be found everywhere in the countryside, and garlic can be exchanged with the aunties and sisters-in-law on the team. The only rare thing is sesame oil.

 Given Mo Bei's arrogant behavior before, he released half a kilogram of oil in one breath, and now he was responsible for "producing sesame oil". No one found it strange at all.

 Even felt very envious.

But envy can only be envy. Who among them can tell Si Ningning to cook delicious food?

Li Lingyuan has long been accustomed to Mo Bei's "generousness". Furthermore, he and Mo Bei have long been familiar with each other, so he naturally handed the sweet potato that he took two bites to Mo Bei, "Boss, Boss Mo! Give me some. Let me try it too!”

Mo Bei opened the lunch box and saw the cold vegetables inside. He was actually a little surprised. When Si Ningning looked at him and said those words just now, he vaguely sensed the slightest hint of Si Ningning's intention, so he did not expose Si Ningning's intentions. Blame-shifting behavior.

Seeing Li Lingyuan hand over the sweet potatoes again, Mo Bei seemed to be teasing Li Lingyuan intentionally. He picked up a big lump with his chopsticks. Seeing that the corners of Li Lingyuan's mouth almost reached behind his ears, Mo Bei suddenly shook his hand again and used his chopsticks. A big pile was gone, no more, no less, only a piece of purslane was left.

 He put the purslane on Li Lingyuan's sweet potatoes.

Li Lingyuan's face wrinkled up instantly, "Tsk", he slapped his mouth, and refused, "More, there will be too little intercourse! I have big gaps in my teeth!"

Mo Bei then picked up some more and put them on his sweet potatoes.

Putting the cold purslane into his mouth, Li Lingyuan showed an expression of enjoyment while chewing it. He was so funny that almost everyone sitting at the table was amused by him.

Some people are envious, some are happy, and some are unhappy.

Song Xiaoyun lowered her head and silently ate the sweet potato in her hand, but her eyes were squinting, fixed on the rice in Si Ningning's bowl.

The snow-white rice grains are covered with a layer of crystal luster by the dim light of the kerosene lamp. Just looking at them makes them feel delicious and soft.

 If the dishes are stained by helping to cook, what about the rice?

Rice too?

So a lunch box of rice must be 2 or 2 meters, right?

 Isn’t that too much? Obviously I just made a meal.

Song Xiaoyun subconsciously believed that Si Ningning relied on Mo Bei to ask her for help. She also knew that Mo Bei was a man of few words, so she deliberately took advantage.

Thinking about it, Song Xiaoyun felt that the military kettle that Si Ningning brought during the day, which was exactly the same as Mo Bei's, was definitely not as simple as Si Ningning's explanation.

 So, it was Mo Bei who sent Si Ningning off?

Or is it Si Ningning and Mo Bei who asked for it?

Song Xiaoyun’s thoughts were racing.

On the other side, because Xu Shuhua and Jiang Yue both said they wanted to try cold purslane, Si Ningning simply pushed the lunch box forward and said, "You can pick it up yourself, just leave some for me."

As he spoke, Si Ningning reached out to pick up the pumpkin.

Purslane is everywhere and is not valuable at all. The only thing that can be called "lavish" is sesame oil.

However, Si Ningning still had dozens of boxes of sesame oil, which was not enough in her eyes.

And in order not to appear so "rich", the sesame oil used to mix the purslane this time was far less than the amount used in the space last time.

Si Ningning has a strong balance in her heart, especially after what happened to Wu Yong last time. Although she is still taking care of the few educated youths in the house as much as possible, in fact, she has been trying to control things within a reasonable range.

 Just like the purslane served today, it wasn't worth anything at all. She could have mixed a large plate and everyone would have scored, but she didn't do that.

why?

 Because there is a difference between giving willingly and asking for something from others.

"Thank you Ning Ning~" Xu Shuhua said with a smile. Seeing that Song Xiaoyun didn't move, she pushed Song Xiaoyun and asked: "Xiaoyun, don't you have some? It tastes very good, refreshing and appetizing."

“No, no need, I’m full.” Song Xiaoyun buried her head and shook her head. She closed her lunch box, stood up with half a bowl of soup and half-eaten sweet potatoes, and walked straight across the bench back to her room.

Someone at the table said: "You have done so much work today, are you full?"

Xu Shuhua thought for a while and replied smoothly: "Maybe it's because I'm hot, and I don't have much appetite now."

The people at the table did not continue the topic. Song Shuhan looked at Si Ningning over there, pushed up the frame of the mirror and said with a smile: "Si Zhiqing, if I have some fine grain or something next time, can I ask you to make it? Like you and Like Mo Bei, I will share as much as he shares with you."

Si Ningning thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

 She had already done it for Mo Bei, so there was no reason to reject Song Shuhan and the others, otherwise it would seem too deliberate.

Li Lingyuan's eyes were full of envy: "I want to have family subsidies, and I will also ask Si Zhiqing to open a small stove for me!"

 What a pity, he didn’t! Jiang Yue pursed her lips, "Aren't the coarse and dry grains all in the same pot and cooked in the same way? Look at you one by one, it seems like you got something cheap."

Li Lingyuan immediately retorted: "Grain is grain, and vegetables are vegetables! It's the same thing, why don't we have side dishes mixed with sesame oil today?"

Isn’t it because I can’t get the sesame oil?

 Jiang Yue was silent.

These words also serve as a reminder to everyone. Even if there is a precedent for opening a small stove, it is better than buying meat in a better condition in the future. Just because it comes out of the same pot, you cannot have to share it with others, right? Who can be willing? Maybe they'll all have to fight by then?

 In any case, it’s all your own stuff, just do whatever you want.

After thinking about this clearly, the hall was full of laughter and excitement again.

Song Xiaoyun was sitting alone by the bed in the dark. She heard the movement in the main room through a wall, and felt very uncomfortable. Even the soup and sweet potatoes in her hands had lost their original taste.

 Don't eat, but I'm hungry, and it's hot now, so it won't be good if I leave tomorrow.

Song Xiaoyun sighed and finished the soup and sweet potatoes in small sips.

With a bad mood and physical fatigue, Song Xiaoyun felt sleepy as soon as she put down her lunch box. She lay on the bed and fell asleep without washing her face.

Then the other girls lowered the door bolt and came in. Seeing that Song Xiaoyun was already asleep, they all relaxed their movements.

Si Ningning had already emphasized the issue of hygiene, but this was a special time. Even though she felt uncomfortable, she didn’t say anything.

After hastily washing up and climbing into bed, Si Ningning complained to Xu Shuhua in a low voice: "The kerosene lamp is too dim... I'll buy another one when I go back to town and leave it here."

Si Ningning pointed to the bedside. The small table she had bought from the scrapyard had been repaired long ago and was now lying between her and Xu Shuhua's beds.

“Stay close, and you won’t have to squint your eyes all the time when reading, writing, or doing other things.”

Xu Shuhua nodded, but after a moment she said: "You are so busy and tired every day, and you fall asleep when you come back. How can you have time to read and write for anything else?"

"It's still summer. When autumn and winter come, there may be other work to do."

Most importantly, buying a kerosene lamp also costs money. Last time Si Ningning helped pay for the oil, she still hadn't paid it back.

Si Ningning bulged his mouth in anger and lazily lay back on his side, "The body is the capital of the revolution, and so are the eyes. Shuhua, let me tell you, if you don't pay attention now, if there is really something wrong with your eyes in the future, It’s too late to regret.”

Xu Shuhua didn't take it seriously, and cheerfully answered casually: "Then you buy it, we will have two beds close to each other, and I will rub against yours when the time comes."

"Okay, since you have helped me a lot, I'll be sure."

After making some jokes, Si Ningning also felt a little sleepy. She fell asleep in a daze before the lights were turned on in the room.

 The next morning, Si Ningning got up early to make porridge, and put everyone's lunch boxes filled with rations on the steaming tray and put them in the pot.

By the time others got up to eat, she had already finished half a bowl of porridge and climbed into bed to catch up on her sleep. When she woke up, it was already bright outside the window, and there was no one else in the educated youth spot except her.

 Si Ningning yawned and stood up. He scattered his hair and put it back into a ponytail. He washed his face and regained consciousness. He cleaned the elephant trunk pot and filled it with water again and put it on the space ice. Then he left the space.

Finding the straw hat and putting it on, Si Ningning held the gate of the Educated Youth Point and went up to the team.

Today was a full day, and Si Ningning took rice bran to feed the pigs.

She came out early today, the pig pen was almost cleaned, and the little carrots hadn't come over yet.

Since he had other work to do, Si Ningning did not waste much time. He took out a military water bottle from the space and took it with him. He also took out an elephant trunk bottle and brought water to others.

Chen Lianmi only asked her to go to the field to help bundle the rice, but did not specify the location. After delivering the water, Si Ningning walked back along the field stems and stopped at a random field where someone was cutting but no one was tying the rice.

The rice is grown in paddy fields. When the rice is harvested, the water in the fields will be released first. Now that the sun is scorching, the water on the open surface of the fields has almost dried up, but the shoes will still sink when you step on them.

Si Ningning took off her feet, took off her shoes and placed them on the ground. The black trousers were rolled up high, revealing a calf as white as jade.

She stretched out her legs, and her round and pink toes moved tentatively before finally stepping into the mud.

It was wet and slippery, and the surface of the mud was warmed by the sun. After the feet were completely sunk into the bottom, they were cold again.

Looking at the color of the mud, I always felt it was a bit disgusting to step on it, but after stepping on it a few more times, I felt that it felt inexplicably comfortable in such a hot weather.

There were bundles of twisted straw ropes at the edge of the field. Si Ningning sat on the field stalks, stepped into the mud with his feet and got used to it for a while, then grabbed a few straw ropes and walked towards the rows of fallen rice.

She broke up a straw rope and spread it out, put on labor protection gloves calmly, and held the rice stalks back and forth and stacked them neatly on the straw rope.

At first, I only thought that the straw that was not completely dehydrated would cut my hands. However, after putting on labor protection gloves, the straw did not cut my hands, but the sharp and long leaves were left on Si Ningning’s neck, chin, and side of the face. A series of red marks.

Her skin is white and thin, and the red lines are very obvious. In some serious places, small blood spots appear faintly, and the sweat rolling down her forehead seeps into it, causing itchiness more than pain.

He wanted to scratch it, but he still had gloves on his hands, and there was still work to do, so Si Ningning could only do the next best thing, twisting his neck from time to time and rubbing it on his clothes to relieve the pain.

 At first, he only felt a little hot. After being exposed to the sun for a long time, Si Ningning's eyes were dazzled, and his lips were itchy and he occasionally licked them casually. They were filled with the salty smell of sweat.

Not to mention this, once I bent down to hug the rice, the rice under my hand suddenly made a "rustling" sound, and then something rushed out against Si Ningning's hand, quickly plunged into the depths of the rice field and disappeared, leaving only An S-shaped crawling path on the ground.

 It is a snake.

Si Ningning saw it clearly. It was a snake with black spots on a yellow background.

Si Ningning has always been calm, but in front of caterpillars, leeches and snakes, her newly red face turned pale in an instant.

Even though the snake had disappeared without a trace, Si Ningning's heart was beating violently uncontrollably, saying "Ah" and "Wow" again, and she kept backing away with trembling hands.

The mud in the field was half dry and still very slippery. When she panicked, she suddenly lost weight and fell hard in the mud. Half of her trousers and light blue jacket were stained with mud, not to mention how embarrassed she was.

There was a sigh of relief from the millet cutters nearby, and someone smiled and joked kindly, "What's wrong, comrade educated youth? Did you see a snake?"

“It’s hot today, and snakes like to hide in the shady places with their horns. But don’t be afraid. We don’t have any venomous snakes here. The most common ones are water snakes and cauliflower snakes. The bites will only hurt.”

Digression:

Ah Yao thought casually: When I was coding, I thought of my childhood. I went to school in my hometown at that time, and summer was so much fun!

Now when I go back, there are fewer and fewer people in the village, and I can no longer find that feeling.

Also, Ah Yao is serious about coding, please leave your votes~~

 (End of this chapter)