She Only Cares About Cultivation
Chapter 77: 【077】90s cook 77

Chapter 77: 【077】90s cook 77

At two in the afternoon, Gong Mingxia and Zhang Yun began slicing watermelons, cutting up a whole twenty large watermelons, and delivering them to the dike in several batches.

Before coming, she had purchased a lot of Huo Xiang Zheng Qi Liquid. When the children took the watermelons, she gave each of them two bottles to keep in their bosom, reminding them to pay attention to heatstroke prevention and cooling down.

Everyone thought the two were just ordinary villagers, and after they expressed their thanks with sincerity, they quickly ate and then hurried off to fill sandbags, heaving bag after bag tirelessly. Their busy looks and flushed faces inexplicably touched her heart.

After leaving the dike, Gong Mingxia and Zhang Yun drove to a nearby town and bought a truckload of watermelons, mineral water, and Huo Xiang Zheng Qi Liquid, spending three thousand yuan.

In fact, the warriors did not lack food or drinks. People from all over the country were donating money and materials for flood relief. The unity of the Chinese people shone through at moments like these. Yet, she did not donate the money to charitable organizations right away because she wanted to contribute her own effort personally.

Unloading the watermelons into tents, they carried over a dozen cases of mineral water onto the dike, opened them, and distributed them bottle by bottle.

It was then that they seemed to realize that this sister was different from the rest, not to say the others were not good, but they felt she was running around too diligently.

Her diligence moved them deeply.

When she asked about their ages, they grinned wide, happily reporting their years, "Nineteen, twenty, twenty-two..."

These kids, who should have been pampered at home, now stood here as upright men. Seeing these endearing figures, her heart ached for them.

Especially during the flood relief efforts, they were so reliable, yet they answered questions about their age with a touch of shyness, deeply affecting Gong Mingxia.

But this also indirectly proved that this group of kids was gradually following in the footsteps of their seniors, protecting their home and country, guarding the people. They were the pride of the people, as well as their role models.

In the evening, Gong Mingxia cooked meat pancakes filled with love, and the meat in them was large and chunky; each one was deliciously mouthwatering.

Beyond the meat pancakes, she also made sour fish, a dish they had mentioned wanting to eat. She served up a basin for each person, which moved them immensely. Who could have thought that a casual conversation at noon could result in truly having it for dinner? Wouldn’t that excite anyone?

The next day, upon hearing that they wanted to eat steamed buns, Gong Mingxia immediately started frying eggs and sausages. When she reached the dike, each steamed bun had an egg and a slice of sausage inside. The children ate with such joy that Gong Mingxia couldn’t help but tear up with happiness.

By Noon, the meal included braised pork, Fish-flavored shredded pork, crispy pork, three vegetables... Whatever she knew how to make, she took turns cooking for them, even occasionally preparing seaweed rice balls, spicy stir-fried rice cakes, mixed veggie rice, and other dishes with Korean flavors. Within a few days, the warriors had quickly memorized who she was.

Latter, when reporters came to interview, Gong Mingxia kept her distance, but they still managed to capture her on camera, even making a special feature on her, because they learned from the village officials that she bore all the costs of cooking herself. Gong Mingxia did not dare to expose her face; partly, she was afraid Zhang Liang would see her and cause unnecessary trouble, and also, she genuinely worried about the hassle. Therefore, at her insistent request, they pixelated her face during the report.

As long as her face wasn’t captured, she did not mind the rest. Cooking was her job, after all, so during the interview, her speech was filled with the official lingo about the military and civilians being one family. As for how much money she had spent, she kept her lips sealed and brushed past the question.