Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 313: Sharing the Recipe

The truth proved Ji Jian’s worries were unnecessary. Wen Shi came over to Yi Chichi, having communicated with the fishermen, "Wifey, did you bring any money?"

"I did."

Yi Chichi took out three banknotes from her pocket and gave them to him, "Is this enough? If not, I can go home and get more."

"It’s enough."

Then, she saw Wen Shi give the money to the fishermen, and the two sonars opposite were taken away by them.

At the same time, they left the fishermen’s identity information and family address, promising that if these devices proved useful after inspection, they would be given a bonus.

In the end, the fishermen left with smiles.

After everyone dispersed, Wen Shi said, "You and sister-in-law be safe out there."

"Okay."

Yi Chichi nodded, and after seeing off Wen Shi and the two others leaving swiftly with the sonars, she said like a husky, "Let’s go see some beauties."

Ji Jian, "... Chichi, your beauties are no longer here."

"Why?"

"They’ve already left."

Pointing at her wristwatch, she reminded, "It’s already eleven, the next ferry will be here in just a few minutes."

Yi Chichi looked confused, "I didn’t see them on my way here."

"They took another route."

There are two main roads from the port to the military camp, one passes through the family quarters, the other through the camp’s main entrance.

People from the family quarters are not allowed into the camp unless under special circumstances.

Similarly, soldiers living outside the family quarters do not enter there without special reasons.

As it turned out, the members of the visiting delegation, although civilians, were also military personnel.

Therefore, the delegation went to the camp.

They also stayed there, with male comrades staying in the male soldiers’ dormitories, while the females had separate accommodations prepared for them.

This meant that until the day of the performance, Yi Chichi wouldn’t have the chance to see them.

For this, she was very disappointed.

"I still want to see some beauties."

"Wait for the beauties to come to you."

Ji Jian teased, "But from what I estimate, Comrade Bai and the others won’t come."

"Why?"

Ji Jian showed an expression of disbelief, "Either you genuinely don’t get it, or you’re pretending not to understand. Wen Shi’s mouth is so venomous that it makes people want to sew it shut. How can a young girl not care about face?"

Having been retorted so badly that tears flowed like a fountain, instead of feeling guilty, he said the person cried like they were singing an opera, with a deep voice.

Who could stand that?

"No matter how good his face looks, it can’t withstand how harshly he speaks. Only someone whose brain was kicked by a donkey would be stubborn enough to hang onto this tree."

Yi Chichi was speechless.

Wen Shi had never been venomous to her, so she couldn’t understand how the women retorted by him felt.

There was no way to respond to this.

But Ji Jian wouldn’t let it go, "Has Wen Shi ever scolded you?"

"No."

"Do you two ever argue?"

"No."

"Is he really that good-tempered?"

"My mother-in-law threatened him, saying if he dares mistreat his wife, he doesn’t get to be her son anymore and should roll out and start his own household."

Ji Jian was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Then your mother-in-law is quite good."

She hadn’t seen a mother-in-law who sided with the daughter-in-law rather than the son.

Her own mother-in-law was fair and not bad to her, but not as good as Yi Chichi’s mother-in-law. At least when she had issues with Old Lin, her mother-in-law always implicitly blamed her.

It gave her the feeling that marrying Old Lin was her great fortune, and she should be grateful and serve him like an ancestor.

Thinking about it just depressed her.

Yi Chichi smiled, "My mother-in-law is not bad, and neither is Wen Shi."

"Only not bad to you."

Ji Jian began venting again, "He’s beaten He Yunsong, beaten Old Lin, and even Old Qi, who’s in political work, has been beaten by him."

This sounded misleading, so Yi Chichi couldn’t help but defend, "That’s not beating, it’s sparring."

The exchanges between soldiers, the practice, are to bleed and weep less in wartime.

How could you call that beating?

Ji Jian rolled her eyes, "I see, in your eyes Old Wen has no faults."

"Of course."

She couldn’t possibly think another man was better; that would be asking for trouble.

She didn’t want to challenge her moral boundaries or seek unnecessary stimulation.

So, in her heart, Wen Shi had no faults.

Not wanting to continue on this topic, she took Ji Jian’s arm and strolled back, "Isn’t your child coming back this year?"

"Once his aunt’s emotions completely stabilize, he’ll come back."

"Is she feeling better now?"

"Much better, but still not like before."

"Does she care about the child in her womb?"

"She does, but she still can’t get over the grief of losing the first child."

"Take it slow."

She hadn’t experienced the pain of losing a child herself, but she had seen it. In the original world, her mother had a good friend who lost her only child in middle age, and the couple literally turned gray overnight.

Later, they divorced.

It’s not that the couple had a bad relationship; quite the contrary, they had a very good relationship and a very happy family with three people.

Precisely because they were so happy before, the couple could never get over the pain of losing their child, nor could they face each other, as seeing the other reminded them of the happy times together as a family of three.

Everywhere reminded them of their child, and the pain was unbearable, so they had no choice but to part.

When she left, they were still single.

She didn’t know what became of them later, but she knew one thing: Ji Jian’s sister-in-law might only walk out of it when the child was born.

However, "You can gently remind her that for the sake of the child in her womb, it’s best for the mother-to-be to have a good mood."

Being stuck in grief for too long might not be good for the unborn child and could lead to prenatal depression.

"Take good care of her and be with her more often."

Ji Jian turned to look at her, "There’s such a theory?"

"Yes, there is."

"Then I’ll send a telegram to my big brother, asking them to take good care of my sister-in-law and ensure she stays happy."

Being proactive, she took Yi Chichi to send the telegram before heading home with her.

In the evening, Wen Shi brought Xiao Kang back home for dinner, and Old Lin’s family also joined.

The meal was prepared by Wen Shi and a few other guys. The ingredients were conveniently bought from the mess hall after work by Wen Shi. After about an hour of busy work, the starving group finally had hot food to eat.

And marinated treats like soaked and flavorful beef tripe, beef head, and beef bones.

He Yunsong gnawed on a beef bone with no regard for image, then said to Yi Chichi, "Little sister, is this marinade recipe hard?"

Ji Jian and the others perked up their ears, clearly satisfied with the marinated flavor and wanting to make it themselves at home.

Yi Chichi just laughed, "It’s not hard. If you want to marinate it yourself, I’ll write down the recipe for you later."

Give the recipe?

"That’s not a good idea."

This flavor is so good, you could open a restaurant with it.

If someone had this recipe before the founding of the country, generations wouldn’t have to worry.

"You just need to help mix the spices when you have time, and we’ll pay for it."

He Yunsong seriously suggested, and Lin Qiu Ping and others nodded in agreement to go with this plan.

However, Yi Chichi refused, "Don’t even think about it. I’ll give you the recipe, you mix the spices yourself, don’t count on me; I never planned to make a living off this."