"Then I won't disturb you. You can go and do your work first. We'll talk when you are free." The old lady didn't stop Zeng Wenjuan and Zhao Jianguo from talking.

"Goudan, come here and play with us!" I just saw Goudan shouting loudly.

Goudan saw that his parents were calling him, and he looked at his parents and they were a little confused. He wanted to play with his friends, but he also wanted to work with his parents.

"Your friend is calling you! Then go and play with them!" Zeng Wenjuan also noticed Goudan's hesitation and said to him.

"But I also want to help my mother." Goudan said considerately.

Zeng Wenjuan touched Goudan's head and said to him with a smile: "It's good that you have this intention. You are still too young now. In two years, if you don't want to help your mother with work, I won't agree. Go and play now!"

After Goudan heard what Zeng Wenjuan said, he immediately ran happily in the direction they were just in: "Brother, I'm here."

Zeng Wenjuan looked at Goudan's happy smile and said to Zhao Jianguo, "I carried Goudan on my back until he was three years old. He didn't cry or make a fuss at that time, and I didn't have to worry about him. But now I think about it, I feel sorry for him. Other children have someone to take care of them at home, but our Goudan has to get up early with me to go out in the winter to get some fresh air, and in the summer to go out to bask in the sun..." At the end, Zeng Wenjuan burst into tears.

Zhao Jianguo panicked when he saw Zeng Wenjuan crying. He took the crutches and stood up. He used his sleeve to wipe Zeng Wenjuan's tears. He said in an unusually gentle tone: "I'm sorry, this is all my fault. I didn't protect you and your son. No matter what happens in the future, I will protect you for the rest of your life. We agreed to go through the next spring, summer, autumn and winter together."

Zeng Wenjuan was coaxed by Zhao Jianguo and soon stopped crying. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped her tears and smiled: "I don't know what happened, I suddenly lost control of my emotions."

"It's me who has made you suffer all these years. If I had forced you to join the army, you and Goudan wouldn't have had to endure so many years of hardship." Zhao Jianguo was full of regret now. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never let Zeng Wenjuan suffer any injustice again, otherwise he would not be a human being.

Zeng Wenjuan took out a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped away her tears, and smiled: "Brother Jianguo, I believe you will have it, just like you protected me when I was a child."

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Zhao Jianguo sat in a wheelchair and followed Zeng Wenjuan to the private plot.

When they reached the edge of the field, Zhao Jianguo could no longer push his Analects aside, so Zeng Wenjuan turned to him and said, "Just stay here. I'll turn the soil over and plant the seeds. You just stay here and chat with me."

Zhao Jianguo pushed the wheelchair twice but it wouldn't move. He could only nod and agree helplessly: "Okay. Then if you're tired, come sit over here and rest for a while. Don't be so anxious. We're not waiting to eat anyway."

Zeng Wenjuan smiled and put down the hoe, carrying the backpack and walking towards the private plot. There were three rows in total, and Zeng Wenjuan took the hoe and turned the ground again to loosen some clods of soil. She dug in and out again, and it took more than an hour to turn over the three rows of vegetable plots.

"Wenjuan, take a break. You've been working for so long, drink some water and relax." Zhao Jianguo couldn't help and could only watch Zeng Wenjuan's situation from the side.

Zeng Wenjuan turned to look at Zhao Jianguo, she smiled and shook her head: "No, I'm not thirsty now. Let's plant these vegetables while we are still energetic."

After that, Zeng Wenjuan started to dig a hole with a hoe, and then put the seeds in. After planting row after row of vegetables, Zeng Wenjuan was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her back.

She stood up with the help of the hoe and rubbed her back. It was only then that she felt relieved. She walked towards Zhao Jianguo.

Zhao Jianguo saw Zeng Wenjuan coming over, and took out the kettle at the right time, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Zeng Wenjuan: "Drink some water first and take a rest."

"Thank you, Brother Jianguo." Zeng Wenjuan took the kettle and drank most of it in one gulp. She hadn't done farm work for the past two months, so it was tiring to do all this suddenly.

"You will spread the three-color paper on it later, and you will have to put a few bamboos in the middle to support it, otherwise it won't be able to be covered well." Zhao Jianguo looked at the three-color paper in the backpack, then looked at Zeng Wenjuan and said.

"Well, I've thought about this a long time ago. I'm drying some bamboo over there. We can use them after removing some leaves. Those small bamboo seedlings are very tough. We can just put a few big bamboo pieces in the middle to support and fix them, and they'll be fine." Zeng Wenjuan pointed to the bamboo at the other end and said to Zhao Jianguo.

Zhao Jianguo's attention had been on Zeng Wenjuan just now, and he didn't notice the bamboo over there. Now he followed Zeng Wenjuan's line of sight and saw that he nodded in understanding.

After resting for a while, Zeng Wenjuan took a bunch of bamboo and started to remove the small branches and leaves on it with a sickle.

"I'm sitting here anyway. How about I come over? You sit next to me and rest for a while. There's plenty of time anyway." Zhao Jianguo said to Zeng Wenjuan while watching her work.

Zeng Wenjuan turned around and saw that Zhao Jianguo really wanted to work, so she handed him the hoe and bamboo in her hand, and sat down on the stone block next to her: "Okay, then you do it, I'll rest for a while. It's only been two months since I last worked, and my body is already thinking about blessing itself. My back and waist are still sore from planting vegetable seeds just now."

Zhao Jianguo took a look at Zeng Wenjuan and understood what was going on. He said, "When you are done, my leg injury will heal and I will do all the heavy work at home. You just need to read books at home and learn medical skills from Dad."

"My acupuncture technique is pretty good now. I'll give you a few more needles in your leg tonight. You need to go back to the hospital for a follow-up check tomorrow. I have to remember this well and can't forget it." Zeng Wenjuan said to herself.

"Tomorrow is the day to go back to the hospital for a follow-up check, but I feel that my leg is healing quite quickly under your care." Zhao Jianguo felt the tendons in his legs beating very vigorously in the past two days, proving that the wound was recovering better and better.

After Zhao Jianguo cleared out a small handful of bamboo, Zeng Wenjuan took them to her private plot and began to stick them in rows of soil, making an arch shape.

Then cut the three-color paper into three pieces, spread them one by one on the rows of the vegetable plots, and then press them with big stones, so that the grown vegetables will not freeze to death and can also prevent some wind. The temperature in the vegetable plot can also be higher, and the vegetable seeds can germinate faster.