After wiping her body, Ye Qingqing finally felt a little more comfortable on her body, and she looked at Zhang Hong in embarrassment as soon as she got dressed.

Zhang Hong was angry, but she looked at herself like this, and opened the door again, she couldn't get angry!

I helped her pour the water badly, and when she turned around, she saw that Ye Qingqing had already come out and was standing at the door looking around.

The newspaper on the wall has been blackened by oil smoke, and it is impossible to see what has been printed on it, and the soybean stalks filled in the stove pit are crackling and burning, Wang Wenjiu thought that Ye Qingqing was not worried about them, so he hurriedly said.

"There's not much time, so let's eat casually at night, the third child is making pimples, the fifth child is cutting cabbage, and we will drink pimple soup at night."

Ye Qingqing nodded stunnedly, she still took advantage of a little advantage, that is, she had the memory of the original owner, but she didn't live the previous days by herself, so everything in front of her was still a little strange to her.

There are a total of seven people in their youth point, except for her and Zhang Hong, the rest are all male intellectuals.

Usually, everyone eats together on the stove, and everyone's ration is the same, which is 30 catties of rice a month, then a catty of soybean oil, and two taels of pork.

Zhang Hong and Ye Qingqing don't eat as much as gay men, so it is not cost-effective to eat with them.

But these five gay men will help them work in spring and autumn, and the men can die of exhaustion during the time of planting and harvesting, let alone the two of them.

Without their help, they don't expect to do the full job, so they can't be so careful if they want people to help.

The rations are spread out to calculate that one person has one pound of rice and noodles a day, and they are all strong young men in their twenties who have to work in the fields again, not to mention that they have to eat three meals of rice per catty, and they can eat it all after a ruthless meal, so their rice and noodles are not enough every month.

This will be able to make pimple soup because Ye Qingqing has just recovered from a serious illness, and he needs to eat a little to digest and absorb well.

Several gay men thought thoughtfully, but Zhang Hong was distressed, and they had to use fine noodles to make pimple soup, that is, fine white noodles, which were given less than ten catties a month by one person.

Usually, they have to put some stick noodles or sorghum rice noodles in their steamed steamed buns, and if they still have leftovers at the end of the month, they can take them out and exchange them with people in the village who are in good condition.

One pound of white noodles can be exchanged for two or three pounds of stick noodles, although the stick noodles are not delicious, but they can fill the stomach!

She originally thought that she would have four or five catties of white noodles left over this month, and when the time came to change the stick noodles, she secretly kept a little of it, and sold it in the town to add a pair of sandals to herself, but now it's all gone!

Ye Qingqing felt that she was not in a hurry again, she didn't really want to go to the toilet after that energy, thinking that the toilet in this era must be that kind of shabby, she couldn't hate to have a Pixiu attribute.

She looked at Zhang Hong's face that was a little red for a moment, and then dug into the memory of the original owner, and immediately guessed why Zhang Hong looked so distressed.

It is said that although their rations are rationed, and there is not much oil and meat every month, the vegetables are all grown in their own yards, and now that it is summer, there is no shortage of vegetables.

What they don't have here, go to the village to take care of the villagers, as long as it's not a rare thing, the villagers can give a few.

Give a little to this and a little to that one, and you can make do with one meal.

However, this kind of thing is usually Ye Qingqing and Zhang Hong to open their mouths, after all, the two girls are always better than a group of young men.

Zhang Hong relied on the fact that she and Ye Qingqing were in Zhang Luo for food, so no one knew about it secretly when she had nothing to hide.

In this era, white noodles are expensive, and a pound of noodles can be sold for a lot of money in the town.

Looking at the way she gritted her teeth now, it is estimated that she has already planned the money that can be exchanged for the saved white noodles.

"Brother Wang, will it be too expensive for us to eat pimple soup? You see, we didn't do much before. ”

Her voice Brother Wang didn't deliberately bring a delicate tone, but her body was already weak, and her voice sounded soft when she couldn't make people stronger.

With a sound, Brother Wang smiled Wang Wenjiu's face into a rectangle, and he turned his head and spoke in a cordial tone.

"No cost, you see that we still have so much white noodles left at the end of the month, this meal is only half eaten, we can still make a meal tomorrow night, you just need to eat something good to digest."

As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Qingqing's afterglow saw that Zhang Hong's face was visibly dark, and she hurriedly slapped her ass with a smile.

"Brother Wang, you guys are so good, take care of me so much."

"It's not to take care of you, it's rare to finish spring planting, we can also take a break and eat something good, the brothers haven't eaten well during this time, let's go and bring back the meat for next month to stew in a few days, and eat it hard."

Seven people, one person and two taels are only one pound and four taels, where is enough to eat hard, and it is almost the same to eat together in two months.

Ye Qingqing calculated the account in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and only continued to smile and say Okay, Brother Wang is really good and so on.

Zhang Hong felt a toothache when she heard it, and she had already privately told a family in the town about next month's meat, and she would sell them half a catty when the time came!

She couldn't help but have a toothache at this time, why did this Ye Qingqing wake up so much?

It wasn't until dinner that Ye Qingqing saw the male protagonist in the novel who was described as a humble gentleman and gentle as jade: Xu Bomin.

A dilapidated round table, seven people crowded around, and Xu Bomin happened to be sitting opposite her.

She could see people when she looked up, so she looked above board and was not embarrassed.

I don't know if it's because he has been in the countryside for a long time, he can't eat well and can't keep up with nutrition, in Ye Qingqing's opinion, Xu Bomin's complexion is not good, even if he has to work in the field every day, his face is still a little pale.

It's completely different from Zhang Hong's almost plateau red face.

She looked at Xu Bomin's gaze without concealment, and just glanced at it while drinking pimple soup.

Xu Bomin has excellent appearance and temperament, and many girls in the village like to look at him secretly.

It is said that it is nothing for Ye Qingqing to look at her like this, but Zhang Hong has always relied on the fact that both of them came out of Kyoto, and their feelings for each other are different from those of outsiders, so Ye Qingqing's gaze at Xu Bomin made her particularly unhappy.

"Why does Qingqing look at Brother Bo Min so much, don't you also like Brother Bo Min as much as the Dani of the Zhao family in the village."

She said this with temptation, and the plot in the book is that after the original owner fell ill in the rain, when she chatted with Zhang Hong at night, she said that she liked to watch Xu Bomin, and always felt that his bookish atmosphere was particularly charming.

It was also at that time that Zhang Hong was completely determined to push the original owner out to give himself a chance to return to the city.

Ye Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, sure enough, the temptation that should come will still come.

"No, I just think it's a little strange, Sister Hong, you pulled weeds in the field all afternoon, and your face was as red as a monkey's ass, but Brother Xu didn't have anything to do."

Zhang Hong: "......!!! ”