In the countryside fields, the moonlight was like water.
Xue Yuantong raised her head and gazed into the distance, where the river dam shone like stars, flickering with the lights of vendors and tourists coexisting.
But here where she stood, it was serene and profound.
Xue Yuantong carried a lantern, continuing to play the role of a night watchman, her voice clear and bright: "The bright world is safe and sound."
Xue Chuchu silently reminded: "Aren’t we hunting for bamboo rats?"
Xue Yuantong sidelong glanced at her, criticizing in her heart, today’s young people really have no patience, she hadn’t even finished speaking!
Then, Xue Yuantong recited: "Only the Evil Rat harms the world, today, you shall act on behalf of heaven!"
"Go, Jiang Ning!" She waved her small hand.
Jiang Ning: "Can’t be bothered."
Having no choice, Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu worked together to search for wild bamboo rats.
Searching for bamboo rats is a technical task; on a vast land, finding a bamboo rat hiding in a hole is as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
Xue Chuchu, dressed as an old hunter, talked confidently: "Bamboo rats like to eat the roots of cogongrass, miscanthus, and bamboo; look over there, a small bamboo grove, right?"
Today was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight was particularly bright, and the faint fields vaguely revealed the distant bamboo grove.
"Let’s go, head to the destination!" Xue Yuantong led the group, strolling to the front of the bamboo grove.
Nearby, there was a dry small ditch, with bamboo and weeds densely packed. Xue Yuantong leaped in, luckily not falling, otherwise, Xue Chuchu would have had trouble finding her.
Xue Yuantong swam in the grass for a while, shaking her head repeatedly: "Dead grass, all dead grass, no bamboo rat!"
Xue Chuchu: "Need fresh grass?"
"Not only fresh grass, but also fresh soil!" Xue Yuantong explained.
Hearing this, Xue Chuchu felt there was so sense to it, so she turned on a flashlight, searching the small bamboo grove.
Although Xue Chuchu now seed clear and cold, with skin as tender as water, like soone untouched by earthly things, at her core, she was still a little village girl.
In her childhood, she had done farm work, often running around in the fields, catching grasshoppers, and chasing butterflies, so she was quite skilled at such tasks.
After searching for a while, Xue Chuchu shone a flashlight on a piece of bamboo and called out: "Tongtong, co quickly."
Xue Yuantong ran to the side, poked her little face out, surprised: "Bite marks, there really are bamboo rats!"
Xue Chuchu was also encouraged, and the two little girls continued to search for signs of the bamboo rat holes.
Seeing their eager excitent, Jiang Ning didn’t intervene much and simply acted like a hands-off manager.
For over a year, he had co to the river dam, destroyed a black chemical plant, managed the water systems, banned farrs from randomly using pesticides, frequently burned trash, and so on... making the natural environnt for tens of miles around in a good dynamic balance with bamboo rats completely within his expectations.
If the two could really catch bamboo rats, the sense of achievent would surely be stronger than if Jiang Ning had intervened.
"If there’s anything you don’t know, you can ask ." Jiang Ning tossed out a sentence.
Upon hearing this, Xue Yuantong secretly curled her lips: "Showing off, aren’t you."
Jiang Ning: "I’m only giving you twenty minutes, and then I’ll take over the bamboo grove."
Xue Yuantong continued to search for the adorable bamboo rats.
With nothing to do, Jiang Ning pulled out his phone and opened a chess app.
He initially thought of randomly matching an opponent, but after a slight thought, he returned to WeChat and privately ssaged: "What are you doing? Let’s play chess."
...
Hu Qi Mountain, villa area.
On the second floor, in the spacious kitchen, Ding Shuyan rarely wore an apron around her waist, holding a soup spoon, her flexible waist slightly bent, gently tasting the soup.
Lin Han sat at the dining table, skeptical: "Is it edible?"
Tonight she originally planned to dine out, but her niece claid she was making soup, greatly surprising Lin Han.
Ding Shuyan gently nodded: "You can drink it."
"Did you blanch the ribs? Is it fishy?" Lin Han worried.
Ding Shuyan showed no signs of being offended, she explained confidently: "The ribs were soaked for an hour, washed with flour, and then blanched in the pot, there won’t be any fishiness."
She watched the oil flowers spreading on the soup surface, softly served a bowl, and placed it in front of Lin Han.
Lin Han lowered her head to look, the rib corn soup was mixed with yam, carrots, red dates, and indeed looked quite good.
With a mindset of testing for poison, she took a sip and was imdiately surprised: "Your cooking skills are not bad."
Usually expressionless, Ding Shuyan’s lips slightly curved up, then quickly restrained, she calmly said:
"Cooking is not difficult at all; once the procedures are clear, it’s much simpler than math problems, I really don’t understand why so people find cooking hard."
Lin Han felt as though her niece was subtly chiding her, but due to the delicious soup, she temporarily forgave her.
Ding Shuyan untied the apron, her overall aura shifting, and she returned to that innate sense of control over everything.
She then looked at the table, discovering her phone screen lit up.
Ding Shuyan checked without any change in expression, finding it was a ssage from Jiang Ning.
She promptly replied: "About to eat, can play."
Jiang Ning generously replied with a ssage: "Then you eat first, food is the primary need of the people."
Ding Shuyan’s lips unconsciously curled into an enigmatic smile: "No need, I prioritize you."
Until she noticed Lin Han’s gaze, Ding Shuyan restrained her smile.
Lin Han stared at her for a while.
Ding Shuyan t her gaze calmly until she made Lin Han retreat, then she lightly returned to her room.
Being a ga that requires logic, Ding Shuyan was a master at chess, she originally planned to give Jiang Ning a chance, and then let him win a great victory by intentionally losing during an intense battle.
But as the ga progressed, Ding Shuyan found it evenly matched, and there was even a trend of being faintly outmatched.
She was not a pedant, so she opened her iPad, her two fingers fluttering like butterflies, rapidly restoring the endga, choosing to let a master-level computer assist her in playing, and she followed the master’s steps to continue the match.
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