Back to the era with space materials

Li Lingyuan and Song Shuhan were pushing each other back to the male educated youth's room, shoulder to shoulder. The female educated youth's room facing the door opened with a bang and someone pulled it shut from the inside.

The holes in the window paper couldn't cover anything, and soon, with a "swish" sound, a fog-blue gown was covered.

"Ning Ning, do you want to take a shower together? I just boiled a large pot of hot water for cooking, and mixed some cold water with it for the four of us."

"No, I'll wash it tomorrow!" Si Ningning declined Xu Shuhua's invitation.

It was her bottom line to sleep with several people in the same room. She really couldn't bear to take off her clothes and take a shower.

"Oh well!"

The door to the room was closed, and the three girls in the room took a shower. Si Ningning took a basin of water and sat at the table in the main room. He briefly cleaned the wounds on his palms and washed his face.

He looked around, intending to take the medicine from the space when no one else was around, but when he turned his head, his eyes met the person standing at the door.

Si Ningning's hand shook, and his soul almost left his body.

Fortunately, I had better foresight, otherwise I would have been caught red-handed.

"……What's up?"

Si Ningning bit the tip of her tongue gently and pretended to be calm.

Mo Bei glanced at her lightly, his eyes as cold as ever.

But this time was a little different from before. Instead of walking away, he took two steps towards Si Ningning, waved his hand and threw a ball of something in front of Si Ningning.

It's grass tied into small bundles.

There are seven or eight grass leaves in a cluster, but together they are no more than the size of a fingernail, and they are as scattered as stars.

The scorer's words echoed in his ears. What else did Si Ningning not understand?

Mo Bei turned around at the door, and Si Ningning stood up and said, "Thank you."

Her voice was soft but sincere.

Mo Bei's steps were slightly slow, as if there was a moment of hesitation. After just a moment, he said, "No need."

He just didn't want anyone to hold him back and affect the unity among the educated youth.

That's all.

Mo Bei's figure disappeared at the gate, and Si Ningning was slightly stunned. After realizing it, he put his fist to his lips and laughed softly.

It turns out that he is also a person with a cold face and a warm heart...

It doesn't seem so annoying anymore.

Si Ningning shook out the small bundle of herbs, washed the cut off parts, hesitated for a while, and then stuffed them into his mouth.

A faint bitter taste filled his mouth. Si Ningning frowned and chewed it, then spit it into the palm of his hand and slowly pushed it away.

The dark green debris is filled with the residual warmth of the mouth. To be honest, it's a bit disgusting, but the wound really feels cool and comfortable.

It was also her fault that she was not fully prepared. Although there were a lot of medicines prepared in the space, including oral granules, sprays, and patches, the only thing missing was medicine for trauma.

Otherwise, the small hole that broke the skin earlier would have been healed eight hundred years ago.

The meal was prepared early in the morning, but because the three girls were taking a shower, the male educated youths were too embarrassed to come over. Later, when they were asked to eat, they all hurriedly came over and left after serving the dishes.

Si Ningning ate potatoes that had been steamed in the morning. Xu Shuhua helped her put them in a pot to heat them up. Now that they were steaming, she carefully peeled off the skins and ate them in small bites.

On the one hand, it's because it's hot, and on the other hand, it really doesn't taste good.

Everyone ate in silence, and the atmosphere in the room was lifeless.

Si Ningning ate potatoes and casually chatted, "How are you today? You've been pulling out seedlings for a day?"

"No, I probably did it for two hours in the morning, and then I went to help plant the rice seedlings."