hing to eat, you're a little low on blood sugar." Rong Zhaonan suddenly handed over a skewer of grilled meat.He wore a thin white worker's vest on his upper body, and his long legs were wrapped in loo...Is she still testing him

Rong Zhaonan's eyes flashed slightly, and he abruptly changed the subject: "Didn't you ask me to fix the roof"

Ning Yuan only then remembered, originally, Rong Zhaonan was on the roof beams to repair the roof.

She looked up at the ceiling and sure enough, she could no longer see where it was leaking.

Although it wasn't a proper repair with tiles, the leaks have been covered with a thick patch of straw and wood.

She looked puzzled: "You can fix a roof Then why didn't you fix it before"

He has been sent here for several years. This hut beside the cattle shed leaks wind and rain, it's so torturous.

Rong Zhaonan said faintly, "Because I'm lazy."

Ning Yuan was sipping water: "Cough cough cough..."

As expected of a master, the answer is concise and hits the nail on the head.

She couldn't help but wipe her mouth: "Then why did I ask you to repair the roof, and you just did it"

Rong Zhaonan looked her up and down: "I disagree. If you don't agree, then you'll climb up and fix the roof yourself. So, I'll do it."

Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Since you're lazy, just let me fix it!"

This big shot is pretty warmhearted, huh

Rong Zhaonan pressed the bridge of his nose, the black-framed glasses on it. He said emotionlessly: “Since you lack limbs and coordination, there's a high chance you'll fall from the ceiling and get hurt. Then I'd have to take care of you, which I find troublesome.”

Ning Yuan choked, "...."

It turns out that Mr. Rong was too lazy to take care of himself in case he got hurt by falling.

She takes back her thought that he's a nice guy!!

"Don't worry, I don't need you to take care of me. I don't owe you anything." Ning Yuan said with a forced smile, throwing a shoebox at him.

Rong Zhaonan took a sip of his drink, and then lowered his head to look at the shoebox in his hand. Inside was a pair of new yellow canvas rubber shoes for men.

He picked it up and saw that it was his number.

A strange glint flashed in the man's long, narrow eyes: "For me"

"That's right, you were fixing the roof weren't you That counts as labor, two cents a pair." Ning Yuan flicked her braid and turned to prepare lunch.

No wonder Rong Zhaonan was later treated so badly, he could offend everyone with just a few words!

Over the years, he learned to be low-key and keep his mouth shut. He would stand in the corner like a gourd.

"Winter melon" still makes people feel uncomfortable when it opens its mouth.

As Ning Yuan's graceful figure disappeared from view, carrying her water bucket, vegetable basket, and tools, Rong Zhaonan finally lowered his gaze to examine the rubber shoes in his hands.

He didn't stand on ceremony and sat down, putting his shoes on.

After the reflection in the mirror, Rong Zhaonan's handsome face showed a strange and complex expression.

His own yellow rubber shoes, worn for these years, have had several patches sewn on, they are almost beyond repair.

He once applied to buy shoes from the supply and marketing cooperative.

You can come and check his red armband for his submission of ideological reports. He didn't agree, and they sneered and ridiculed him, harshly criticizing him for lacking a simple and austere lifestyle.

After that, he never filed any reports to the supply and marketing cooperative again, preferring to weave his own straw sandals instead.

Ning Yuan, this little spy, actually noticed that his shoes were about to fall apart...

Rong Zhaonan silently curved the corner of her lips, if this was one of her ways to get closer to him.

So, he has to admit that there are indeed some effects.

...still need to be wary of enemy spies' sugar-coated bullets....

......

Ning Yuan went to the stream again, but this time she was fishing while also chopping bamboo at the edge of the stream.

She shaved bamboo strips and bamboo threads, and began weaving a shrimp trap.

Making a shrimp cage with bamboo is difficult. If the bamboo is too thick, it's hard to weave, and bending it can cut your hands. If it's too thin, it breaks easily.

She spent a while working on it, except the first shrimp trap took her a bit longer to make. The rest of the simpler traps were finished in just a few moves.

Ning Yuan strung the earthworms she had caught onto bamboo threads, and carefully put them into several shrimp traps as bait. Then, she placed the five shrimp traps in the stream.

This cage can actually catch not only small shrimp but also quite a few fish.

The cage is big-bellied, with a thin neck, and inside there is a funnel-shaped entrance woven from bamboo.

The inner side of the funnel is lined with some inwardly sloping, umbrella-shaped, pointed bamboo thorns.

The fish and shrimp, being greedy, got into the trap. When they tried to get out, they were pricked by the bamboo thorns at the exit of the shrimp cage.

When it was time to clock out for the day, her eel trap had two eels. Plus, she caught three bass while fishing. Tonight, she would have a good meal.

Ning Yuan acted decisively and skillfully killed several fish by the riverbank. She cleaned them up and put all the fish into a fish basket, then she put the shrimp trap back into the stream.

She carried the fish basket happily, dodging people in the dark and going back to the cowshed.

Rong Zhaonan had just settled all the cattle, with a head full of hay and carrying a feed bucket, came out of the stable.

Ning Yuan glanced at the broken yellow rubber shoes on his feet, and muttered with some displeasure: "What's wrong Is the shoe size not right, or do you look down on the shoes I bought"

Rong Zhaonan patted the stray grass on his head: "There's no need to wear shoes when entering the cow shed."

Ning Yuan was taken aback. It turned out he wasn't willing to wear it.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He should be a man like the son of heaven, but he was worn down to the point where he wouldn't even spare a pair of rubber shoes.

She sighed: "You buy shoes to wear them. You wouldn't wait for them to fall apart and keep wearing broken shoes, would you"

Later on, society became more affluent, but many elderly people remained frugal.

Hesitant to eat the good meat and vegetables brought by children and grandchildren, I left them in the fridge until they were about to spoil. Throwing them away felt wasteful so I took them out to eat, but ended up getting sick and having to go to the hospital, spending even more money.

Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's big eyes and coughed lightly: "Got it, I'll go change my shoes."

Saying that, he put down the feed bucket and went into the room with her.

Ning Yuan gave him a white look and said nonchalantly, “What are you changing now You reek to high heaven right now. Take a good shower before eating.”

Saying that, she turned and went into the house.

Rong Zhao's face looked a little pale, and she instinctively lowered her head to smell herself. She then stormed off to take a shower with a black look on her face.

The taste is too strong!

Ning Yuan took an old aluminum pot from the back stove and started making porridge.

She originally wanted to make a stir-fried eel dish, but she forgot to buy chili peppers today. So she decided to cook a yellow eel porridge instead!

The sliced eels were marinated with ginger slices and pepper, which she had bought especially today. Once the rice porridge was cooked, she added the eel slivers to the pot, letting them simmer and release a rich aroma.

Ning Yuan continued to hold the branch, skewering three sea bass and placing them on the small stovetop to roast. The heat from the burning wood curled around the fish flesh.

The fish oil emanates a smoky aroma, brushed with soy sauce and salt, ginger, scallions, and wild perilla leaves. The fragrance of the spices permeates the fish meat.

Fish oil dripped onto the burning firewood, the ginger, scallions, and wild perilla from the fish bellies filling the air once more.

Rong Zhaonan washed his hair, walked out with wet hair on top of his head, and smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help but sniff softly.

“It's good that the cowshed is at the foot of the mountain, away from most people's homes. Otherwise, with you digging into the corners of public walls one day and criticizing capitalism the next, you'd be dragged out for public criticism and forced to undergo ideological review.”

Ning Yuan turned over the fish in her hand and rolled her eyes at him. "Heh, afraid of cutting off the tail of capitalism Then you don't have to eat it."

The moment I looked up, I saw his perfectly toned and muscular upper body.

She blushed instantly: "You're not wearing clothes, go put some on!"

Rong Zhaonan looked at her blushing and uncomfortable appearance, let out a light snort, and turned back into the house: "Oh, but I'm wearing pants."

He had been living here alone for several years. The weather was too hot, and he really wasn't used to having to put clothes on after taking a shower.

The little spy blushed when she saw the man's body. How was she supposed to complete her mission

Ning Yuan couldn't help but pat her own face and quickly got up to go to the back stove to check on the eel congee.

She's a woman in her fifties, an "old lady" by all accounts. Yet she acts just like a young girl, blushing when she sees a young man just wearing a shirt.

As soon as Ning Yuan stepped into the kitchen, she suddenly saw a black shadow snatching her pot of eel congee and running towards the back path!

"Stop! Put down my pot! Someone's stealing!" Ning Yuan jumped in fright and panicked. She immediately chased after him.

That was her dinner with Rong Zhaonan!

As dusk fell, the shadowy figure saw her chasing after it and suddenly stopped. It grabbed something and smashed it hard against her head. Yuan, a young intellectual from a provincial city, could speak like someone who had studied abroad. ...A dark light flashed in Rong Zhaonan's eyes.Ning Yuan paused her action of taking a skewer, and...