"Mingcheng, how do you know their names?"
On the way back, Lu Fangfang was still a little surprised.
Just now, Zhuang Mingcheng was holding the photo and reading out the names without pausing or mispronouncing a single one, which stunned her.
Zhuang Mingcheng turned to look at his wife, then said with a smile, "I used to be a company commander. How could I not know the names of the soldiers under my command?"
"That's quite impressive, being able to remember so many people."
Lu Fangfang admired him greatly.
She has mild prosopagnosia, so she wouldn't be able to remember so many people.
Back home, she opened the envelope and looked at the developed photos with her husband.
She specifically found the photos taken at Danxia that day. This time, Zhuang Mingcheng was different from last time; he took really good photos of her, and they looked beautiful.
Especially the scarf fluttering around her neck, which gave her an ethereal look.
The colorful hills behind her were completely missed in the photo, appearing only in black and white, which is a real shame.
She got up, took down the photo frame from the wall, placed the photo of herself and Zhuang Mingcheng wearing sashes in the most conspicuous place in the frame, and then carefully hung it back on the wall.
She looked at the picture frame and nodded in satisfaction.
"Fangfang, pick out a few photos, and write a letter home while you're at it, so your family won't worry."
Zhuang Mingcheng sat in a chair, holding several photos in his hand.
He planned to send a letter back to his father as well.
To be honest, his dad only knows that he got married, but he hasn't even met Fangfang yet. He needs to send a wedding photo back home.
"No rush. This afternoon, come with me to harvest the sunflowers from the field. After we roast the sunflower seeds, we can send them back together."
Lu Fangfang plans to send some local specialties from Qilian back home.
In addition to her family, her father in the capital also had to send a copy.
As for what to send, besides melon seeds and dried meat, she also wanted to send some yellow mushrooms, which are a treasure of Qilian, and sending them would be worthwhile.
She had already inquired and found out that sending a package from here to Beijing would cost seven cents per kilogram, which was not cheap.
"By the way, Fangfang, I see the rapeseed in the fields by the river has turned yellow. When are we going to harvest it?"
"Wait a little longer, it's not possible now, we'll have to wait until next month."
As she spoke, Lu Fangfang picked out a few photos, intending to send them all to her hometown. By then, the good news of her achievement should have arrived as well.
She carefully put the remaining photos into a photo album. Many of them were taken by her own hands and were very meaningful souvenirs, so she had to keep them safe.
...
In the afternoon, the two drove their donkey cart to the wasteland by the river.
At this time, the sunflowers in the field had all drooped their heads, and their stems and leaves were mostly withered and yellow.
The rainfall has been good this year, and these sunflowers are growing well. The larger sunflower heads are as big as her face, so she should be able to harvest a lot of sunflower seeds.
Lu Fangfang took a sickle and chopped off the sunflower's flower head with one stroke.
Then she made a diagonal cut on the sunflower stalk and forcefully inserted the flower head into the stalk.
She chopped very quickly, almost as if in rhythm.
Behind him, Zhuang Mingcheng called to the stubborn little donkey, who took the sunflower head from the flower stalk and threw it onto the donkey cart.
"Oh...ah..."
The little wild donkey looked at the sunflower's flower head with great curiosity.
It glanced at Zhuang Mingcheng, then pulled the cart a few steps faster.
While he wasn't paying attention, the stubborn little donkey curled its mouth towards the sunflower head and took a big bite.
It chewed for a bit, then its eyes lit up, and it immediately started wagging its little tail excitedly.
It smells so good, it's the first time it's ever tasted something so delicious.
"Smack."
"You greedy donkey, you'll eat anything."
Zhuang Mingcheng swung his arm and slapped the donkey's mouth.
He felt a little sorry to see a donkey's mouth mark on the perfectly good sunflower head.
Sunflower seeds are a very rare commodity. Even in his hometown of Beijing, they are only available in the market during the Chinese New Year.
Moreover, it was a fixed amount; each person only received two ounces.
He wanted to keep these as snacks for his wife, but the stubborn little donkey took a bite and created such a big gap.
"Oh...ah..."
The stubborn little donkey grinned, its face full of innocence.
It nuzzled against Zhuang Mingcheng's arm, wanting another bite.
"Go away, you're out of luck. Get back to work."
Ahead, Lu Fangfang wiped her sweat, looked back, and then said with a smile, "Mingcheng, give it that sunflower plate to eat."
“You stubborn little donkey, we have a deal. I worked hard to grow these, so you can’t just eat them for free. If you eat this sunflower head, you have to cultivate an acre of wasteland for me next year.”
"Oh...ah..."
The stubborn little donkey didn't know what land reclamation was; it just excitedly wagged its little tail.
Zhuang Mingcheng picked up the sunflower head with the donkey's muzzle mark, let it take another bite, and then put it on the donkey cart.
"Such good food shouldn't be eaten all at once. I'll get it for you tonight."
He slapped the donkey's rump and then put it away.
The sunflowers in the field were planted in a long row, about 120 or 130 plants, and the two of them finished harvesting them quickly.
She cut some of the remaining stalks in the field and covered them on the donkey cart, intending to take them back for firewood and to cover them up as well.
The sunflower head on the half-donkey cart was quite eye-catching.
These sunflower heads need to be dried in the sun again, then the sunflower seeds need to be removed and roasted in a pan. There are several other steps involved.
Lu Fangfang couldn't wait any longer.
She pulled her husband to sit on the edge of the field and peeled a handful of sunflower seeds from the sunflower head that had been imprinted on the donkey's muzzle.
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