The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Shen Suihe and Song Nanzhou continued driving on the road.

Maybe she was a little sleepy because she had just eaten, so she squinted her eyes and refused to fall asleep.

Song Nanzhou quickly noticed her abnormality and advised her, "Go to sleep if you are tired."

Hearing the man's concerned voice, Shen Suihe instantly widened his eyes and adjusted his posture.

"No, I'm not sleepy at all."

But the sleepiness was so torturous that Shen Suihe simply patted his cheeks, hoping to wake up.

Song Nanzhou looked at her lovingly and said with a smile, "Go to sleep. I can do it alone."

"No, no, how can I let you drive alone without anyone to talk to? That's too much. I'll put on some music and have some fun. That way you won't feel sleepy."

Shen Suihe found some exciting car music that he rarely listened to, and then shouted excitedly.

"Oh oh oh, flowers bloom in spring..."

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when Song Nanzhou woke Shen Suihe up, it was already dark.

"Sui Sui, wake up."

Shen Suihe was holding a pillow in her arms and covered with a coat. When she sat up, she rubbed her eyes and was surprised to find that she had fallen asleep without knowing when!

"Why did I fall asleep?"

"You fell asleep after the first song. What a sleepyhead."

Song Nanzhou scratched the tip of her nose lovingly and helped her out of the car.

The evening breeze is cool and feels comfortable on my face.

Shen Suihe stretched and realized that there was no village or shop around, and there was even the sound of insects chirping in the grass.

"Are we going to stay here overnight?"

"Well, the nearby houses are still two hours away by car, so we'll just make do with it tonight."

Song Nanzhou was busy in the RV, setting up the shelf and opening the windows for ventilation.

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the wild, so he carefully plugged in the electronic mosquito coil to repel them.

Shen Suihe half-leaned on the window, with the corners of her mouth raised, "Hubby, what are we eating tonight?"

Song Nanzhou unpacked the food he had just taken out of the refrigerator. Seeing Shen Suihe staring at what he had in his hand like a greedy cat, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"Braised pig's trotters, seaweed salad and snail rice noodle made by my mom."

Shen Suihe's saliva began to flow when he heard about these foods.

"My mom is really getting more and more capable, but are you really used to eating snail rice noodle? It has a strong smell."

"So we have to eat outside the car so the smell can dissipate faster."

Shen Suihe immediately raised his hand and volunteered, "I'll go set up the table."

She excitedly ran to the RV to look for the tables, chairs and benches, but couldn't find them after searching for a long time.

The RV is newly purchased and is fully equipped with furniture and appliances.

But precisely because it was new, Shen Suihe didn't know where to put the things.

"Honey, do you know where the foldable tables, chairs and benches are?"

Song Nanzhou was unpacking the package with one hand and pointing to the hidden cabinet behind the woman with the other.

"Behind you, squat down, and the door will open automatically if you push it."

Shen Suihe turned around, squatted down, and pressed lightly on the door. Sure enough, the door popped out automatically.

"How did you know the thing was here? That's amazing."

"I bought all the things in the car. The ones given by the manufacturer are not useful."

Song Nanzhou was already boiling water. He took out the vacuum-packed vermicelli, washed them, and then put them all into the pot.

Then he opened another package and put the second package of powder in following the same steps.

The microwave was not idle either. The light was on and the pork elbow was being heated. The aroma wafting in the air was very tempting.

There is also a pot on the stove, which is used to cook the ingredients for snail noodles. After the vermicelli is cooked, take it out and put it into the soup to stir it to make it more flavorful.

After Shen Suihe arranged the tables and chairs, he placed some insect repellent next to them, and then returned to the RV with peace of mind.

Looking at the vermicelli bubbling with steam, she couldn't wait.

When the food was served, Shen Suihe took a bite immediately, but the vermicelli was too hot. She grimaced in pain after just one touch.

"So hot, so hot."

"Be careful."

Song Nanzhou checked her lips, and when he didn't see any blisters, he still felt worried.

"I'll get you some ice cubes to hold in your mouth to prevent bubbles."

"No, it's just a little hot, it's not serious, eat it quickly."

Shen Suihe was almost amused by the man's sudden surprise.

She comforted the man, patted his arm and told him not to worry.

Seeing that she was really fine, Song Nanzhou felt relieved.

"Blow on it before you eat it. Don't be impatient. There's enough for you to eat."

"Uh-huh."

Shen Suihe was blowing the flute while eating and had no time to look up and pay attention to Song Nanzhou.

“The snail rice noodle is so delicious.”

While she was chewing, she saw that Song Nanzhou didn't move his chopsticks, and asked in confusion: "Why aren't you eating?"

Song Nanzhou frowned slightly. To be honest, he was still not used to this special taste.

Shen Suihe immediately saw his embarrassment and laughed.

"How can you bear to cook for me if you don't like it? You should have changed it earlier."

"It's okay. I can adapt."

When he was on a battlefield abroad, he often stayed there for half a month. He could endure any hardship and was not that pretentious.

But the taste of this snail noodle is so intriguing that people who don’t eat it often really can’t get used to it.

Shen Suihe grabbed his hand that was about to pick up the chopsticks and shook his head, "If you don't like it, then don't eat it. It's not like the difficult conditions abroad now, don't force yourself."

Hearing the woman's words, Song Nanzhou felt secretly happy.

It is his wife who cares about him the most.

"It's okay. I see you're eating so happily, it should taste good. I'll try it. If it's really unacceptable, I'll make something else."

Shen Suihe then let go of her hand and watched him suck the powder into his mouth and chew it.

She carefully observed the man's expression, and if there was anything unusual on Song Nanzhou's face, she would immediately cook something else for him.

But he ate bite after bite without any expression of disgust, so Shen Suihe felt relieved.

"Is it okay?"

Song Nanzhou nodded, "I didn't think much of it when I smelled it at first, but it tasted pretty good when I actually ate it."

"Let me tell you, this snail noodle is a delicacy. The Guangdong and Guangxi provinces we went to are the hometown of this snail noodle. It tastes better when we go there."

"Oh, I was wondering, your eyes lit up when I mentioned Guangdong and Guangxi. It turns out you went there for their river snail rice noodle."

Shen Suihe chuckled when his little secret was exposed.

"That's in the south, there are a lot of delicious food, and the more remote areas have very high levels of negative oxygen ions. It's good for us to go there to stay healthy."

Song Nanzhou's eyes were filled with smiles as he put a big pork elbow into her bowl.

"Eat it, nothing our mom cooks can stop you from eating."

Shen Suihe's mouth was full of oil as he ate the food, and he felt that his life was complete with every bite.

After eating and drinking, Song Nanzhou prepared to check the surroundings for safety. Shen Suihe was worried about him being alone and insisted on following him.

"Be good and stay here. I won't go far. If the car is driven away by someone else, we will really have to sleep outdoors on the mountain."

Shen Suihe thought about it and felt that it made sense, "Okay, then don't go far, come back quickly."

Facing the woman's instructions, Song Nanzhou's expression became extremely gentle.

He nodded, picked up the flashlight and started patrolling outside.

Shen Suihe climbed onto the bed and waited obediently for Song Nanzhou to come back, but she didn't expect that someone would knock on the door of the RV from outside.

dong dong dong.