As the saying goes, things never happen three times.
Jiang Yan went into the mountains three times and accidents happened all three times. She decided not to go into the mountains to collect herbs again and let the soldiers in the army do it for her.
It's just right for them to learn some pharmacology knowledge so that they can have a skill when they retire and return to their hometown.
During her recovery period, Xinhua Bookstore sent her new translation manuscripts, along with the previous royalties and receipts, and Jiang Yan's life returned to normal.
Translation and system learning are the two most important parts of the day. Occasionally, I sit in an open space with my sisters-in-law to chat and relax.
However, in recent days, the air has become increasingly hot and humid, and the cement floor in the house has become wet and damp.
My sisters-in-law don’t like to go out anymore, and Jiang Yan stays at home.
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the gate, followed by Yuan Sufeng's voice.
"Sister Jiang Yan, it's going to rain soon. In the south, it rains for about a month. The sisters-in-law have discussed and decided to go to the city supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things tomorrow and try to save as much as possible. Do you want to go with us?"
Hearing Yuan Sufeng's words, Jiang Yan remembered the famous plum rain season in the south, and there would be typhoons in the coastal areas in summer and autumn.
If it starts raining, it will never stop.
"I'll go."
Jiang Yan agreed immediately.
The infrastructure in this era was not perfect enough, and could even be called poor, especially in the countryside.
Once it rains, you will deeply understand the true meaning of the word mud. As long as you go out, your feet will be covered with mud when you step in and then pull them up.
And because it has been soaked in water for a long time, the road surface is very slippery, and if you are not careful, you will get a bump on your butt.
If it continues to rain, Jiang Yan is not going out.
"Okay, let's gather at the open space tomorrow morning. Oh, and by the way, the forest farm will deliver the firewood for June and July this afternoon. It's also because of the rain, so we'll deliver the firewood for June and July together."
"Okay, I'll remember that. Thank you, sister-in-law, for reminding me."
"Hey, it's okay."
After saying that, Yuan Sufeng turned and left, and Jiang Yan also went back to the room to clean up.
In those days, people basically burned firewood, and coal was relatively precious. The Second Regiment's base was far away from the city and closer to the forest farm, so they burned firewood.
The forest farm delivers firewood regularly every month.
There will also be quotas for family quarters, which can be considered a benefit given by the army. After all, the accompanying family members have suffered a lot since they were transferred from the north.
The Second Regiment and the staff quarters produce a lot of wood ash every month, which was previously handled casually.
But after Jiang Yan mentioned it, He Hongxiu told Sheng Pinghua about it.
Now the ashes from the wood burnt in the regiment’s canteen are collected, and the family quarters also collect them regularly, and then buried in the military farmland outside the barracks.
As for this land, the more fertile it can be, the better. Even if it produces one more pound of grain, it is a profit.
afternoon.
Jiang Yan finished lunch early and did not enter study mode. Instead, she translated documents in the yard. The gate of the yard was open, so she could see the people from the forest farm when they came.
Squeak!
Tap tap!
The sound of cows' hooves pounding the ground and the creaking of wooden carts came from outside the yard. Jiang Yan looked over.
I saw the tail of the wooden cart, which was piled with firewood.
Jiang Yan quickly closed the pen, put away the manuscript, threw it into the space, and walked towards the open space outside the yard.
Other military wives in the family compound also gathered together, each holding a small notebook in their hands.
This is firewood book.
Each household has a monthly quota for firewood. After receiving the firewood, the staff will stamp the firewood book.
The forestry worker who delivered the wood had come many times, and he stamped the firewood books of the military wives one by one.
Then other staff members began to carry firewood to each kitchen.
Military wives don’t have to do anything, this is one of the welfare benefits.
"Lao Xu, thank you for your help. I always ask you to carry so much firewood."
Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed that she was just standing there doing nothing while others were sweating profusely.
Xu Nuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a hearty smile: "It's okay. It's my honor to help the military wives. This is the only role that we old right-wingers can play."
Xu Nuo is in his thirties or forties. It is said that he used to be a very capable researcher, but because of his capitalist background he was labeled a rightist and sent to a forest farm for labor reform.
Labor reform, as the name suggests, is to reform one's thoughts through labor.
Those who are labeled as "old rightists" do the hardest and most tiring work, but get the least rewards.
Others cannot help because helping would affect the labor reform of the old rightists, and would make them sympathize with the old rightists and the capitalists.
Now is the middle of the movement, the situation is most tense, and the Red Guards are most rampant. If Lu Yunsheng is accused of sympathizing with the old rightists, even his position as battalion commander will be stripped.
In this era, there were many old rightists who died of starvation, exhaustion, or criticism.
Along with Lao Xu came a few professors who were older than him, in their forties or fifties.
Jiang Yan had learned about this. They were all very capable professors, but they were demoted here and were living a very hard life.
Jiang Yan was powerless.
After being busy for more than half an hour, the corner behind the stove in Jiang Yan's kitchen was filled with neatly stacked firewood. The firewood had been bundled in advance and could be carried down in bundles when needed.
Before leaving, Jiang Yan handed a black cloth bag to Xu Nuo.
"Lao Xu, I can't help you with anything else. These are some pills and powders I made myself. If you or the professors have a headache or fever, you'll feel better if you take something according to this list."
“No matter how hard life is, you must persevere. Only by living can there be hope.”
Xu Nuo had seen Jiang Yan drying medicinal herbs in the yard and thought she was a Chinese medicine practitioner. Considering the professors' health, he took the cloth bag from Jiang Yan.
"Thank you, really. I thank you on behalf of the professors."
In this era, in addition to food shortages, medical conditions were also very poor, and getting sick was a very scary thing.
Lao You was not liked by everyone. Everyone avoided him like the devil. Once he fell ill, he was basically on the verge of death.
Jiang Yan shook her head, Xu Nuo glanced outside the yard, and carefully put the cloth bag into her clothes and hid it.
If someone finds out, the medicine might be taken away.
After thanking Jiang Yan again, Xu Nuo returned to the open space and waited for everyone to arrive. The people from the forest farm drove away in the ox cart.
On the road outside the family compound, several old rightists were extremely tired, but they could not take the car and had to follow behind.
At this time, the clerk girl in the car suddenly said, "Captain, let them get on the car too. They have walked a long way and carried so much firewood. The elderly can't bear it."
Some people disagree.
"They are the old rightists, how can they ride in the same car as us?"
"Yes, the old rightists must be reformed through labor. We must make them understand that labor is the most glorious."
The little girl frowned. "You are all right, but the premise of transformation is that they have to be alive. If they are dead, what is the point of transformation?"
After all, we were not Red Guards. After a moment of silence, we let a few old rightists get on the bus.
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