"Where, where, where? Where's the mung bean soup? Bring me a bowl first! I'm dying of heat!"
"Who cooked the mung bean soup? Where is it?"
"This cursed weather, it's only nine o'clock and it's already so hot. How are we supposed to work..."
"Where's the mung bean soup? Cuihua..."
A group of people surged forward, and Fu Wenwen couldn't help but take two steps back, while Zhang Cuihua stepped forward two steps. "Alright! Everyone, stop arguing and listen to me!"
The crowd instantly quieted down, looking at Zhang Cuihua.
Zhang Cuihua nodded with satisfaction. "Educated Youth Fu kindly cooked mung bean soup for us, a whole big pot! Everyone will get a share, don't rush or grab! Now, two people, find a clean bucket and come with me to Educated Youth Fu's house to bring the other pot of mung bean soup!"
"My house! I have one! I'll go get it!" a woman immediately said and turned to run home.
"I have one too! Wait for me to get it!" another woman also ran out.
Seeing that there were people going, and knowing there was still plenty of mung bean soup, the others stopped fighting and obediently lined up. Zhang Cuihua looked at the basket with only three empty bowls. "Listen up, everyone! We only brought four bowls in total. Remember to return them after you finish so others can use them! Otherwise, the people behind won't have bowls."
The man at the front of the line happily received the first bowl of mung bean soup. After a sip, he drank it all in one go. He licked his lips, still unsatisfied, and seeing the long line behind him, he reluctantly returned the bowl.
"This soup is good, really delicious! It's even sweetened, but it's a shame I can only have one bowl..." the man sighed.
"Mmm! Delicious! Another bowl!" the next man exclaimed as soon as he tasted it. Hearing the others' words, everyone else immediately became displeased.
"Hey, hey, hey, be considerate! Everyone is waiting! You still want another bowl!"
His words stirred up dissatisfaction among the others, and the man reluctantly returned the bowl.
No one who drank the mung bean soup said it wasn't good. They all wanted another bowl after drinking one, but it was impossible for everyone to have a share if someone drank more. If anyone tried to be greedy, Zhang Cuihua wouldn't tolerate it and would snatch the bowl back.
Fu Wenwen looked at Zhang Cuihua like a hero. She truly admired Zhang Cuihua, who made people feel so secure.
So much boyfriend energy!
Soon, the mung bean soup in the kettle brought by Fu Wenwen was all distributed. The villagers looked at her pitifully. Fu Wenwen quickly smiled at them. "There's still a whole pot, it should be cool by now. Don't worry."
"Coming, coming!" The two women who had gone home to get buckets returned at that moment. Fu Wenwen took them back to her house, and the two women poured all the mung bean soup from the pot into the buckets.
Just as Fu Wenwen was about to help, the two women chuckled and asked Fu Wenwen to step aside. Each of them picked up a bucket filled with mung bean soup.
Fu Wenwen followed behind, looking at them in astonishment. They carried full buckets of mung bean soup, their hands not even trembling, walking steadily ahead without spilling a drop.
Fu Wenwen suddenly felt incredibly weak.
After the mung bean soup was replenished, the villagers were overjoyed. With these two full buckets, everyone could have another serving.
Fu Wenwen watched the villagers drink, then looked to the side. The other educated youths hadn't stepped forward. Fu Wenwen raised an eyebrow and walked over. "I made mung bean soup, aren't you drinking any?"
Qian Xiulan looked at Fu Wenwen, about to say that they were all sharing a bowl and it was filthy.
Wang Qing tugged her, and Qian Xiulan couldn't voice her complaint.
Seeing them staring at the repeatedly used bowl, Fu Wenwen understood their concern.