That evening, using her bundle to hide what she was doing, Song Yaoyao took out several tubs of instant noodles, a few ham sausages, and a few braised eggs.
Song Qinghui stared at the instant noodles with great curiosity. His little sister always managed to produce such strange and wondrous foods.
Liu Zheheng was especially curious too, and asked Song Qinghui:
"Second Brother, what is this?"
"I don't know either."
"How could you not know? Aren't you family?"
"This is my first time seeing them too. My little sister has all sorts of strange things. Every few days, she brings out a few more.
"But this is the first time she's brought out these particular things."
Seeing the two talking, Song Yaoyao offered no further explanation. Instead, she said:
"I'll go take a look at the kitchen and boil some water. We'll eat in a little while."
Once Song Yaoyao had boiled the water and soaked the instant noodles, the three of them enjoyed a delicious meal.
Liu Zheheng rubbed his belly and said:
"This really is the first time I've eaten so well while out on a mission."
Song Qinghui rubbed his belly too and said:
"We haven't suffered a single hardship since coming out with Yaoyao. Who could have it better than us?"
The two took turns chiming in, making Song Yaoyao feel a little embarrassed.
Song Yaoyao boiled more water, intending to wash up and go to bed.
After getting up the next morning, Song Yaoyao took out some steamed buns and heated them over boiling water in a pot. They each ate several buns and drank plenty of water.
Before heading down the mountain, the three changed back into cloth shoes.
Looking at the military boots, Song Qinghui said:
"It's such a shame