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Aside from the fact that firewood was common, everything else was separate.

Especially those like the oil and firewood salt.

Liu Han knew how to live better than most of them. Although her family's conditions were not too good, she could reliably cook for them, wash their clothes, and save a lot of rations.

She still had oil, and even though she only had a small jar of it, she only dared to put in two or three drops every time she cooked.

But this time, it was Zhao Xiangyun who came, and she was not the least bit stingy.

Add ten times more oil than usual, add a small handful of garlic, and fry.

Next, he chopped the tofu into small pieces and placed it in the pot to stir-fry. Then, he added water.

When the soup in the pot was ready, he pushed it into the sliced pickled vegetables.

When the water boiled again, the pickled tofu would be better.

While Liu Han was cooking, Zhao Xiangyun helped to add firewood to the earth stove. As it was close to the wok, she could not help but drool from the alluring smell of the pickled vegetables.

"Alright!" Liu Han said to Zhao Xiangyun.

She took out two bowls and a pair of chopsticks from her wooden bucket.

Because she usually ate alone, Liu Han prepared chopsticks for one person.

The tofu that she gave Zhao Xiangyun was filled to the brim with tofu, and there were very few pickled vegetables.

Her own was clear soup and pickled vegetables.

Zhao Xiangyun saw it in her eyes and took the chance to trade with Liu Han before she had eaten, "Liu Han, I just want to drink some sour soup, I still have more tofu at home. Also, I have something for you... Hold out your hand! "

Liu Han did as Zhao Xiangyun said and extended her right hand out.

The next second, there was actually an egg that was still warm in his hand.

The egg was taken out of Zhao Xiangyun's spatial space when Liu Han wasn't paying attention.

It was already warm when he put it in, so he took it out just the same.

Looking at the egg in her hand, Liu Han almost wanted to cry. She already could not remember how long it had been since someone was this good to her.

She couldn't remember the last time she felt such warmth.

She first thanked Zhao Xiangyun, then shook her head, "No … I can't take it. "

Right now, every family had a limited number of chickens, only two or three chickens.

Even if they were all laying eggs, there were only two or three eggs a day.

Everyone had a lot of children, ranging from three to five of them, to eighty to ninety of them.

Two or three eggs were not enough to be divided among the members of the family. They were not taken out at all.

Although Zhao Xiangyun's mother only had four children, including her sister-in-law, there were still many family members.

There was definitely not enough eggs. She couldn't be so selfish.

"Here, take it. Only after you've eaten your fill will you have the strength to earn points." Zhao Xiangyun said.

"But …"

"No buts, don't worry. Since I gave it to you, I won't let myself get hungry. I still have some." Zhao Xiangyun said.

Unable to force Zhao Xiangyun, Liu Han received the egg.

"Thank you, Xiangyun." She thanked Zhao Xiangyun once again.

Zhao Xiangyun had said it many times already, and told her not to be so polite. Liu Han could not change it, so he just let her be.

As if she knew what she was going to do, Zhao Xiangyun picked up the bowl of pickled vegetable soup from the table and turned her body to the side, "Liu Han, if you don't finish this egg, don't come look for me next time!"

This was the first time Zhao Xiangyun had said such harsh words.

She ate the egg alone. When she ate it, she felt that the fragrance of the egg was something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Just as he finished eating the egg, Qu Mengmeng's voice suddenly came out from outside the quiet kitchen.

"Xiangyun, where are you? What is this?! It smells so good …"

Qu Mengmeng came in alone, and the moment she entered the room, her gaze fell on the iron pot, which was still filled with some sour vegetables and tofu soup.

That look was extremely obvious. She wanted to eat it.

But with Qu Mengmeng's personality, she would not easily ask for it, she wants you to personally feed it to her, and beg her to eat it.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xiangyun was not the Zhao Xiangyun of the past.

Liu Han was also not the Liu Han from before.

The two of them held their bowls as they leisurely drank their soup.

It was probably because the fragrance was too alluring that Qu Mengmeng was still unable to resist.

After swallowing her saliva, she asked, "Is this pickled bean curd soup? How's the taste? "Is it good?"

Qu Mengmeng asked this because she wanted Zhao Xiangyun or Liu Han to answer her question.

If they said it tasted good, Qu Mengmeng would say that she helped to taste it.

But the two of them didn't seem to play according to the rules.

Zhao Xiangyun and Liu Han, without any discussion, shook their heads and rejected at the same time, "It's not tasty at all."

Hearing that, Qu Mengmeng's smiling face froze.

His forehead instantly turned red, as if it was filled with blood.

She had already put down her status to beg the two of them. Logically speaking, they should have obediently given the things in her hands to her.

Zhao Xiangyun and Liu Han ignored each other.

He held his own bowl and continued to drink his own, as if Qu Mengmeng did not exist.

From the moment Zhao Xiangyun took over this body, she had never allowed herself to suffer a disadvantage against Qu Mengmeng, the green tea watch.

Qu Mengmeng liked to act high and mighty, but she didn't allow her to do as she pleased.

She wanted to remove Qu Mengmeng's mask bit by bit.

Qu Mengmeng was completely ignored, and she hated Zhao Xiangyun and Liu Han to the core.

However, she didn't dare to break off all decorum with the two of them.

Zhao Xiangyun's father was the Captain, so if she offended her, she might even wear small shoes.

As for Liu Han, although she was useless, her cooking skills were not bad. Qu Mengmeng still wanted to get on good terms with her and get something to eat everyday.

At this time, Qu Mengmeng did not say a word, and just stared at Zhao Xiangyun and Liu Han.

After drinking the soup, Zhao Xiangyun washed the bowls that she had used before.

After putting the bowl back, he said to Liu Han: "I'll be going first. I'll go to the county city tomorrow, and work at Production Team the day after tomorrow."

Liu Han's face revealed joy, "Alright, then I'll wait for you the day after tomorrow!"

"Xiangyun..." When Zhao Xiangyun walked past her, she called out to her once again.

Zhao Xiangyun stared at her for a few times. Just when she thought there was something on her face, she heard Zhao Xiangyun say: "Comrade Qu, the dress you're wearing, seems to be mine. Previously, when Su Xinghua borrowed it, when did you return it to me? "

Zhao Xiangyun's words were like a clap of thunder, instantly hitting Qu Mengmeng so hard that she couldn't even stand properly.

"I …" She wanted to say that the dress wasn't Zhao Xiangyun's, the two were just similar in appearance.

But the truth was.

She also wanted to say that Zhao Xiangyun was too fat to wear such a beautiful dress.

But in the end, she still didn't dare to say anything.

He didn't dare to say anything back, nor did he dare to say anything no.

Seeing the myriad of changes in Qu Mengmeng's expression, Zhao Xiangyun's mood finally became at ease.

This person always liked to overestimate himself. Even though he knew he wasn't pleasing, he still came to brush up on his own existence.

Stupid!