When Song Erzhu and the others got up, Huanxi was already underneath.

It's just that...... Song Baojia glanced at the sweat on Huanxi's forehead, frowned, and said, "Huanxi, what did you do?"

Although Song Baojia does not have a lot of exercise when he gets up every day like Xi Wanli, he still fights twice in the morning. Because he was familiar with this state, he could see at a glance that Huanxi was what it looked like after exercise.

Huanxi replied without raising his head: "I exercised with Brother Wanli today." ”

Song Baojia's movements froze, and his expression was a little unnatural: "Why did you suddenly think of exercising?"

"I don't think my physical strength is very good, and exercising is good for my body. Huanxi replied casually.

Before Song Baojia could think about how to react, Song Erzhu on the side said: "Huanxi is right, moving more is good for the body." ”

Now, Song Baojia can't say any more. ”

"Eat noodles today?" Song Weimin came in from outside, and when he saw Huanxi putting the dough into the pot, he asked.

Huanxi nodded, "There is still flour at home, and I rolled ten catties of flour myself." ”

In Songjiazhuang, everyone wants to eat noodles with wheat and go to the noodle shop to exchange noodles. Often a pound of wheat can be exchanged for six taels, but you must know that although a pound of wheat is ground into flour, it is only seven or eight taels, and the kind of noodles exchanged in the noodle shop are trendy noodles, which are not cost-effective and can be seen by anyone with eyes.

Although the wheat for flour is only six taels, it is at least dry, and how much is really not very important to Huanxi.

Not to mention, in Huanxi's opinion, although the noodles here have a different taste, but after eating too much, I always feel that they are not as strong as the hand-rolled noodles that I am used to.

In fact, there are only two or three catties of flour left at home, but this is just a small problem for Huanxi. As for whether rolling ten catties of noodles is tiring - you must know that for her, as long as there is a noodle, let alone ten catties, even a hundred catties of noodles can be easily "rolled out".

Although Song Erzhu was surprised that he actually had so much flour, this doubt was only a fleeting moment. Usually he doesn't care about the kitchen, and he estimates that his daughter should have an idea, so he changed the flour and came back early.

When it was time to eat the noodles, everyone realized that the noodles were actually cooked in chicken broth.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he said happily: "I deliberately left it yesterday." ”

The crowd didn't think much about it, and buried their heads in eating noodles.

Ten catties of noodles, two taels are enough for Huanxi, Song Weimin's words are about half a catty, and the remaining nine catties have been solved by four men.

After observing in the past few days, Huanxi can see that the amount of food of the eldest brother Song Baojia should be relatively ordinary in this era, he has eaten about one and a half catties of noodles, and Xi Wanli's meal is larger than ordinary people, but it is also within a reasonable range, he has eaten two catties of noodles, as for Song Erzhu and Song Weiguo, one has eaten more than two catties and the other has eaten more than three catties. Not only that, but the two of them also ate a lot of steamed brown sugar steamed buns.

"When did you learn to roll noodles?" After eating, Song Weimin felt puzzled.

Huanxi was not weak at all, and said confidently: "Do you still need to learn this?"

"Uh......" Song Weimin was stunned, and asked again, "Where did you get the brown sugar at home?"

"Last time, I went to the county seat with my eldest brother to buy it. Huanxi replied.

Song Baojia on the side also nodded, although he remembered that he only bought one or two brown sugar, but he didn't know how much brown sugar it cost to make brown sugar steamed buns, so he didn't feel anything wrong.

"Then when did you learn to make steamed bread? and yeast to make steamed bread, where did you get the yeast?" Song Weimin frowned.

Huanxi pouted, "Who said that you must have yeast to make steamed buns? This method was told to her by the nanny in her previous life, saying that when she was a child, yeast was not easy to buy, so her mother used wine as yeast to make steamed buns for them.

For this reason, she wasted an unknown amount of material during the experiment.

It was the first time Song Weimin had heard of this, but he had forgotten the previous topic.

A few people who were listening didn't think much about it, because although steamed buns are rare and rarely eaten in the south, they basically know the materials used to make steamed buns.

Soon, the people in the family went to work and went to school, and Song Bao's family also went out to party with friends. Feng Shuhua came over to say hello to Huanxi, saying that she went to weed in her own field, and several children were still asleep, so she asked her to go and see it later.

So, there was only one joy left in the family, but she didn't immediately go to the third uncle's house next door, nor did she take the opportunity to replenish her energy as usual, but found a palm-sized mirror from the depths of the drawer.

After hesitating, she lifted her bangs and looked in the mirror...... Sure enough, the two-centimeter-long scar disappeared, and although it was inconspicuous before, it was now truly gone.

When she slept these two nights, she always felt a little hot on her forehead, probably because of this.

The reason why there is such a suspicion is not because of this, but when I was just running, I found that my body was a little abnormal.

Normal people's heartbeat will speed up after exercise, and so is joy, but the difference is that after the heartbeat is accelerated, she feels a hot current flowing from an unknown place to her limbs, under the baptism of heat, she can feel the fatigue in her body being brushed away, every inch of flesh and bone is strengthened, and so on, although tired, this feeling of getting stronger anytime and anywhere can be addictive.

In this way, she noticed that her body had changed dramatically when she didn't know it.

Huanxi looked at herself in the mirror again, and unconsciously, her skin was no longer dull yellow and rough because of malnutrition when she first came, and gradually turned into a healthy white and red, she raised her hand and touched it, the lubrication was elastic, and the touch couldn't be better.

There is also hair, which was originally a little dull yellow and dry hair, but it will be black and black.

Huanxi couldn't help but look down at his hand, what he thought was a chicken rib gold finger...... What kind of unknown true face does it have?!

"Sister, Sister Huanxi, are you at home?" Song Aiguo's voice came from outside.

Huanxi came back to his senses, quickly put away the mirror, and asked loudly as he ran out, "What's wrong?"

When I walked out of the door, I saw Song Aiguo standing there with a panicked face.

Seeing Huanxi, Song Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief, and then took her hand and forgot to run away.

"Feng Zhen seems to have a fever, Sister Huanxi, come and take a look!"

Huanxi was still being pulled, but when he heard this, he hurriedly shook him off and rushed into the next door with his footsteps.

Song Aiguo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him.