Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

Who doesn’t like to be valued and treated with sincerity?

Zheng Xiuli felt respected by Song Ranran.

She is not someone who likes to take advantage. If there are good things at home, she will also give some to Song Ranran.

"It's not worth much. I'm stupid. Sister-in-law, you have to teach me patiently after you accept the gift!"

Song Ranran was vaccinated in advance and left the white flour in the vegetable basket.

The cane sugar and fruits were put into the baskets on the table.

These days, it’s hard to buy fine white noodles, as they are all restricted items.

If she ruined Sister-in-law Zheng's white noodles, she would probably break up with her.

Sister-in-law Zheng is of the generation that has experienced the three-year famine.

"Did you even bring the fine white noodles here? Wait for me to wash my hands and I'll teach you right away."

Each household can only use food stamps to buy three kilograms of fine white flour every month, which is 25 cents per kilogram.

Each household can buy 30 kilograms of ordinary white flour with food stamps every month, which costs 17.8 cents.

Seeing that Song Ranran had brought all the white noodles, Zheng Xiuli put down the soles of her shoes and immediately got up and went to wash her hands at the pressure well in the yard.

After washing her hands, Zheng Xiuli neatly put on her apron and took Song Ranran into the kitchen.

Mix special fine white flour with salt and make a dough, let it rest for half an hour, and cut it into two parts.

"Longevity noodles, there is only one noodle in a bowl, let me show you first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Xiuli added a few drops of oil to a piece of dough, and then rolled it into a long strip.

Noodles that are uniform in size and slightly thicker than regular noodles.

"You have to eat the longevity noodles in one bite, so less flour is used to get good luck!"

Zheng Xiuli glanced at Song Ranran who was in a daze, then at the remaining half of the refined white flour, and explained.

"Oh, I think what you did just now, sister-in-law, was too fast. With this dough in your hands, it's like your child, very obedient."

There are tens of thousands of kilograms of this kind of white flour in her space.

She didn't value this fine white flour as much as people of Zheng Xiuli's generation.

Song Ranran just thought that she might not be able to make such perfect noodles of the same thickness.

"If you cook too much, you'll be like me. It takes time to make the noodles look good. It's almost done. Your man is so kind to you and he doesn't care whether the noodles look good or not."

"You rub one first and I'll take a look. I'll teach you how to make longevity noodle soup later."

Zheng Xiuli looked at Song Ranran who was still reluctant to take action, and reminded her with a smile.

Song Ranran followed Zheng Xiuli's example, first applying a few drops of oil on the dough, and then kneading it into a noodle of uneven thickness.

The first time she kneaded the noodles, the noodles did not break. She was already confident.

Under the guidance of Sister-in-law Zheng, she rubbed it dozens of times again.

Looking at the noodles in front of me. Song Ranran was already very satisfied, and Zheng Xiuli barely passed.

There are several kinds of soups. Now that there are no ingredients, she showed Song Ranran how to make vegetarian soups.

For meat, you can add chicken, duck, cow, sheep, or pig skeletons and bones.

“What a delicious soup!”

Song Ranran took a sip of the soup. The vegetarian soup was very delicious. She also took a sip of longevity noodles. It was good to incorporate the essence of the soup.

"This longevity noodles is my dad's best noodle."

"In the past, he would cook me a meal every year for my birthday. Now, I cook a meal for my children on their birthdays. Time flies!"

Zheng Xiuli finished eating a piece of longevity noodles, with tears in her eyes and full of emotions.

"It's almost half past four. It's time for the kids to get out of school. I won't disturb you anymore. I've almost learned enough. Sister-in-law, thank you for teaching me how to make longevity noodles today!"

After Song Ranran drank all the soup in the bowl, she glanced at her watch and said goodbye to Zheng Xiuli.

Zheng Xiuli's mother-in-law came to the kitchen once with her one-year-old baby.

Seeing it was Song Ranran, he came out of the kitchen again.

She knew that Song Ranran was not a woman who took advantage, and there was no fine white noodles at home, so she must have brought them here.

There was also a large bag of sugar and a basket of fruit in the living room, so she just said hello and ignored them.

"Ouch! If you didn't tell me, I would have thought that only a while has passed. Every time I chat with you, time flies by very quickly. If you are bored in the future, come over and talk to me more often. I will talk to you in this courtyard. So happy."

The other women were either comparing themselves to each other or spreading negative energy. After chatting, she was not in a very good mood.

"Okay, I know you best in this courtyard. I will always come to your house when I come out. Sister-in-law, I'm going back first!"

Song Ranran walked out of the kitchen while talking. She carried the empty basket and walked towards her home.

She still has to go back to practice more, and there are still more than ten days left. Not only can she compare with Sister-in-law Zheng, but she will be satisfied if the noodles look better every time.

After returning home, she had more flour. Fortunately, she had strength powers.

The dough slowly became smooth in her hands within a few minutes.

After kneading the dough and letting it rise for half an hour, she put a large ball of dough into the space.

Song Ranran took out an alarm clock from the space and adjusted it, leaving a small ball of dough to practice on the stove.

This alarm clock also prevents her from becoming obsessed and doesn't know when Gu Beicheng comes back.

It's a surprise, of course we can't let him know in advance.

When the alarm clock rang, Gu Beicheng would be back in half an hour.

Song Ranran put the dozens of noodles that she was satisfied with into the space.

These are all her hard work, and they can be cooked for breakfast or supper in the future.

In the remaining half hour, Song Ranran prepared all the ingredients for cooking when Gu Beicheng came back.

Peel the potatoes and cut into thin strips, cut the beef and pickled radish into thin slices, and cut the marinated sausage into three to four centimeter sections.

The pickled radishes and pickles that Gu Beicheng made during the holidays are ready to eat.

Tonight, we will eat stir-fried beef, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and stir-fried pork intestines with sour radish.

Gu Beicheng can cook a large pot of soup at a time.

There are various kinds of soups in Song Ranran’s space.

She took out a bowl of tomato and egg soup and placed it on the table, waiting for it to cool naturally.

The two of them seemed to have a good connection. As soon as Song Ranran opened the courtyard door, she ran into Gu Beicheng's arms.

"Brother Beicheng, I miss you very much today!"

Before Song Ranran could finish speaking, she was hugged by Gu Beicheng with one hand.

Gu Beicheng closed the door of the cart in one go.

He has practiced this set of movements to the point where he can accurately fasten the courtyard door with his backhand without using his eyes.

"Me too, I'm five seconds faster today than yesterday!"

Gu Beicheng parked his bicycle and carried her into the kitchen.

He pushed her against the wall and pried open her teeth tyrannically...

Song Ranran raised her hands and placed them on Gu Beicheng's shoulders and neck, passionately responding to his deep French kiss......................

"Bei~~Cheng~~Brother~~Brother!"

Song Ranran closed her eyes and raised her head, following Gu Beicheng's rhythm and catering to...