Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

Early in the morning, Song Sangsang got up, washed up, and went into the kitchen. Although she was fully prepared, she was still a little panicked when making breakfast on the earthen stove for the first time. She secretly smuggled a lighter from the space supermarket, but she couldn't. The stove fire couldn't be lit, and soon thick smoke came out, choking Song Sangsang and coughing.

The movement in the kitchen attracted Grandma over. When she saw Song Sangsang's face covered with black smoke, she smiled, "Sang Sang, why don't you call me Grandma? You educated youths from the city have probably never seen an earth stove in the countryside, let alone use it. I’d better do it”

"Grandma, I'm here, I'm here, you teach me. Educated youths go to the countryside to receive re-education. I can't always be good at it. Grandma, you teach me, I will learn hard." Song Sangsang acted coquettishly to her grandma. , stopped grandma from doing anything

"Okay, okay, let me teach you. Put a little less firewood in the stove to allow air circulation to make the fire strong. If the fire is too big, just take out a piece of firewood."

With the help of her grandmother, Song Sangsang quickly prepared breakfast, including the eggs exchanged from Su Leya's house yesterday, the grain lent by the village to the educated youth, wild vegetables from her grandmother's house, and the things she bought yesterday. After Sangsang bought the spices and passed through Ming Road, she secretly smuggled some out of the space and put them in the kitchen.

Although the ingredients are simple, Song Sangsang's craftsmanship is not inferior at all. It is indeed the ingredients of a food blogger. The pot of corn porridge is thick and dense, soft and delicious. The mother-in-law diced scrambled eggs, mixed with a plate of wild vegetables, and secretly dripped two Drops of sesame oil and a spoonful of vinegar, the aroma will come out instantly

"Sister Sang Sang, it smells so good. Do the educated youths in your city know how to cook?" Su Leya, who came to see Song Sang Sang early in the morning, smelled the fragrance before she even entered the house and shouted.

"Xiaoya, why are you talking? Do you still look like a girl?" Grandma scolded Su Leya slightly.

Su Leya stuck out her tongue, ran to Song Sangsang, and suddenly laughed, "Sister Sangsang, your face...hahaha...Sister Sangsang, you have turned into a tabby cat."

"Ah, what's wrong with my face..." Song Sangsang looked confused and touched his face. His hands were full of black ash.

"Oh, people are no longer useful when they are old. I just wanted to ask you to wash your face, but I forgot in the blink of an eye. Sangsang, go wash your face quickly." Grandma complained to herself

"Grandma, it's okay, you eat first." After saying this, Song Sangsang turned around and went out to wash her face.

The funny and novel morning passed like this, and Song Sangsang was dumbfounded. It was the first time he burned an earthen stove in a rural area, and he almost burned himself. But having said that, cooking in an earthen stove is fragrant. The aroma of firewood, no wonder Nowadays, rice cookers are focusing on the concept of wood-fired rice. It turns out that it is really delicious.

"Sister Sangsang, I'm going to dig wild vegetables in the mountains later. Do you want to go?"

"Okay," they said, and they made an appointment to go up the mountain together later. "Sister Sangsang, remember to bring a small basket for wild vegetables."

In the afternoon, Song Sangsang went out carrying her grandma's vegetable basket. When she arrived at the agreed place, she saw Su Leya and a little boy about ten years old standing together and bickering.

“Sister Sang Sang’s wild vegetables are delicious.”

"I don't believe it. How can an educated youth from the city know how to cook? Su Leya, you are bragging." The little boy looked up at Su Leya with distrust.

"Hey, call me sister, Su Wang, believe it or not, I'll beat you up." Su Leya rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards the little boy. Su Wang rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and walked Su Le. Did he turn around and make a face, "Slightly?"

Song Sangsang laughed out loud as she looked at it, "Xiaoya, what are you doing?"

"My sister said your cooking was delicious. I didn't believe it, so she beat me up." Before Su Leya could speak, Su Wang shouted out.

"Why don't you believe it?" Song Sangsang looked at Su Wang in front of him in a funny way.

"Practice brings true knowledge. Chairman Mao taught us that we must try it ourselves before we have the right to speak. Of course... of course... yes..." A blush silently appeared on Su Wang's dark face. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it. come out

"Hahaha, okay, you take us to dig wild vegetables today, and I'll make delicious food for you later, okay, little slippery man?" Song Sangsang laughed so hard that he was out of breath. He didn't expect the village party secretary to be so kind. This clever boy is probably the king of children in the village on weekdays. Well, he has a very profiteer's mind!

"Sister Sang Sang, don't pay attention to Su Wang. I'll tell my mother when I get home, hum." Su Leya took Song Sang Sang's arm and complained about Su Wang while going up the mountain.

Su Wangcai ignored her sister, turned around and surrounded Song Sangsang in a dog-like manner, "Sister Sangsang, I'm not bragging. I know where the wild vegetables on this mountain are the tenderest and most abundant. I will take you there later. If you don't bring me, I will take you there." Su Leya, hehe”

After saying that, he turned around and ran away. Su Leya chased after him without any disappointment. These were really two living treasures. The party secretary should be much happier on weekdays. Song Sangsang smiled sadly and followed closely behind.