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Chapter 257: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (93)

Xu Jianmin talked to her and said, "Let's save all the corns as seeds." The fact that they could withstand heavy rains showed that the seeds were good, and everyone was staring at them eagerly.

Okay, otherwise it will be eye-catching.

Oh, and the two mu of rice in the experimental field, which is also on high ground and less affected by the rainstorm, have grown up on their own. At first, Wu Yong wanted to prop them up manually, but Ling Xi stopped him. Fortunately, they are growing well now and have already produced heading and flowers.

This is a newly bred late-maturing, cold-resistant variety. We originally wanted to try the feasibility of planting two crops, and now it has just avoided the heavy rain.

Yun Tinglan asked when she didn't see the two children.

Lingxi handed her the scallion noodles and said, "The dam in Shuang County has released floodwaters. We are downstream, and the children are fishing in the lake."

Xu Jianmin sighed, "The buckwheat we just planted has been wasted again." The floodwater was released over there, and the lake level on their side rose by more than 40 centimeters overnight, and dozens of acres of land near the lake were flooded again.

We don’t know when the flood will recede, so it’s too late to replant.

Yun Tinglan said, "Then grow radishes and cabbages."

What else can we do? The people at the seed station are already growing seedlings.

"Mom, you're back." As soon as Yining entered the house, she saw her mother. She ran over in surprise and snuggled in Yun Tinglan's arms. Yian also came over happily, holding a net bag in his hand. There were at least six or seven fish in it, and they were all big.

He looked around but didn't see his father. He put the fish into the pond unhappily and said with a snort, "It's just right for us to eat it ourselves. We shouldn't leave any for him... Alas... Who is it? Let go quickly, be careful, I'll..." I'll beat you!

Turning around, he saw that who else could be the one who likes to pull him by the back of the collar but his father!

He turned his head away angrily, but there was surprise in his eyes.

Yun Tinglan called out, "Okay, wash your hands and come over to eat." Don't bully your son as soon as you come back.

When there was no one around, Yun Tinglan was pushed against the wall by him. Her heart skipped a beat. His stubble brushed her face like a brush, and his hot breath ignited her whole body.

He held her lower back with one hand, and kissed her delicately along her collarbone all the way to the soft peak. He wanted to just taste it briefly, but he overestimated his self-control.

She could always easily arouse all his desires...

The phrase "long separation is better than a new marriage" perfectly describes the two of them. When the lovemaking stopped, Yun Tinglan drove him away in disgust, "Go shave, it's too prickly."

He didn't let go. He held her with his eyes closed and said, "Lie down with me for a while..." His voice was full of fatigue.

Are you running out of energy?

Yun Tinglan raised her eyebrows and wanted to tease him, but he had already fallen asleep. The dark circles under his eyes showed that he had been staying up late many times, and Yun Tinglan felt a little distressed.

She is the director of the hospital, so it’s okay for her not to go to the clinic for half a day. Besides, everyone is very tired after just coming back, so just take a break.

Yun Tinglan just lay quietly in his arms.

When he woke up again, it was already dark. Looking at the people around him, Song Jinhan felt particularly at ease. It didn't matter where he was, what mattered was who was around him.

The missing piece in my heart is finally complete.

Ling Xi cooked a lot of dishes that were delicious, but he didn't have much appetite. He looked at Yun Tinglan and said, "I want to eat the food you cook."

This sudden act of coquettishness... uh... for him, it was a rare act of coquettishness, and Yun Tinglan's heart trembled as well.

Make! I'll make whatever you want to eat. Even if there's not enough food outside, isn't there still room?

It turns out that people just want to eat noodles, tomato and egg stew and hand-rolled noodles.

That's not easy.

Yun Tinglan entered the kitchen, and Song Jinhan followed in, working together, not leaving. Xu Jianmin was so annoyed by the sight of these two people. Even if they were at home and the child was still there, couldn't they restrain themselves a little?

The two children looked at the sumptuous meal on the table in confusion and shouted innocently, "Mom and Dad, my great aunt has already prepared the meal."

Is this due to sleep disorder?

Eat, eat. Children should stay at home and not interfere in adults’ affairs. Xu Jianmin shared the fried fish between the brother and sister.

Song Jinhan kneaded the dough, and Yun Tinglan had already prepared the tomato and egg stew. She handed him the chopsticks and let him taste the salted egg. She rolled the dough into sheets of appropriate thickness, folded them up, cut them into strips, shook them out, and put them into the pot where the water was boiling.

Looking at her busy figure working for him, the mist could not hide the stars in his eyes.

Even this kind of ordinary life made him feel at ease. He had seen many separations of life and death during the disaster relief work. Without her by his side, he suddenly felt very anxious and couldn't wait to see her.

It's that feeling that we have become one and would be incomplete without each other. As soon as I came back and saw her, my lost heart finally settled down.

Yun Tinglan's cooking skills are not a bit worse than Lingxi's, and she hasn't cooked for many years. The food is edible, but it must look average.

Song Jinhan mixed noodles with egg sauce and ate three big bowls in a row. The two children licked their lips with greed, so Yun Tinglan gave each of them half a bowl to taste.

Yi Ning took a bite and frowned. It wasn't strong enough, but she didn't want to disappoint her mother. "It's OK."

Yian complained directly, "Mom, let my great aunt cook." It's not that the food is bad, it's just not as delicious as my great aunt's.

Hey, if you don’t want to eat it, then forget it. What nonsense are you talking about, kid?

Yun Tinglan glared at Yian. Song Jinhan poured the noodles in the two children's bowls into the rice bowl and poured in the remaining tomato and egg sauce. After mixing them, he slurped it up.

Yun Tinglan showed through his actions that he liked the taste, his eyes sparkling.

The next morning, Yun Tinglan's pan-fried dumplings were paired with Lingxi's tofu pudding and a plate of pickles. It was simple and delicious.

The two children ate with gusto and didn't complain.

Yun Tinglan was quite surprised. She went to see Song Jinhan. You didn't "educate" them, did you?

How could Song Jinhan admit it? He ignored the drooping mouths of the two children and gave them a thumbs up, "It's delicious."

Yian couldn't help rubbing his arms, it was too corny.

Yining suddenly brought out a small bowl of soybeans and asked, "Aunt, can this be used to make mooncakes?" They were picked up by her and her friends from the bean field.

During the rush to harvest, there were bound to be beans that fell, and when the water receded, the ones that were not washed away were picked up by the children and taken home. For other families, these were life-saving food, but for Yining, they were just snacks.

"Okay." Ling Xi never had any principles when it came to the twins. As long as they said so and he could do it, he would agree.

I want to eat mooncakes, but mooncakes made from soybeans?

So creative!

Yun Tinglan stroked Yining's newly grown curly hair and pinned it up with a hairpin, saying, "Ask your dad to buy a few pounds of spare ribs. Spare ribs stewed with soybeans are delicious. Moon cakes... we have salted egg yolks at home, and those are delicious."

"Then... can it be done at night? I also want to sit on the roof and look at the stars."

Yi An wanted to cover his silly sister's mouth, but he didn't have time.

Yun Tinglan almost choked, and Song Jinhan's hand that was eating the bun paused. The couple climbed onto the roof to watch the stars late at night, and they thought it was very romantic at the time. Now that it was exposed by their eldest daughter, they felt a little uncomfortable.