Before long, it was the busy farming season. Everyone in the village was busy in the fields, even the school children were on holiday and were picking up fallen wheat ears. Lin Jin was also busy during this time, carrying his medicine kit and moving between the fields. When the villagers inevitably suffered from bumps, bruises, or heatstroke while working, Lin Jin would treat them on the spot.
One midday, under the scorching sun, Lin Jin saw a young man lying by the field, surrounded by several anxious villagers. He rushed over to check on him and found that the man had fainted from heatstroke. Lin Jin skillfully opened his medicine box, took out silver needles, and inserted them into several acupuncture points. He then fed the young man some herbal remedies to relieve the heat. After a short while, the young man slowly regained consciousness. The villagers breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Lin Jin. They also gave the villagers some instructions.
Lin Jin looked at the busy villagers. They had been working hard all year round, and although they could only fill their stomachs, they were very content.
Actually, living here is quite nice. It's far from the hustle and bustle of the city, free from the exhausting backstabbing and the heavy burden of car and mortgage payments. However, Lin Jin is from the 20th century! How could he be content to remain an unambitious "salted fish" in this small mountain village? After all, youth is an asset, and young people should be full of vigor, forging ahead, and striving tirelessly to carve out their own vast world.
That said, this year's harvest in the villages under Baiyang Brigade was truly gratifying! The fields were laden with fruit, golden waves of wheat rippling in the wind, seemingly proclaiming the joy of a bountiful harvest. After paying the taxes, every household not only received a considerable amount of grain, but also received a fair share based on each person's labor hours—more work, more pay, a truly equitable distribution. And look, every household got several kilograms of delicious pork!
Lin Jin naturally reaped a bountiful harvest as well. His granary was overflowing with grain, dozens of sacks in total; he also received two pieces of pork, estimated to weigh around thirty or forty pounds. In addition, he received a considerable amount of various coupons, such as cloth coupons and non-staple food coupons. Faced with such abundant supplies, Lin Jin didn't hesitate at all, carefully placing everything into his mysterious space for safekeeping.
It's important to know that Lin Jin doesn't just rely on farming for a living; he also frequently goes up the mountain to collect precious medicinal herbs to sell. With his keen eye and extensive knowledge of herbs, he always manages to make a substantial profit. The money he earns from selling herbs alone has already filled his pockets.
At this moment, Lin Jin gazed quietly at the mountain of belongings before him, his heart filled with satisfaction and pride. Every grain of rice, every piece of pork, every receipt, and every coin was something he had painstakingly accumulated bit by bit with his own hard work! This feeling of being down-to-earth and self-reliant was truly wonderful, giving him immense peace of mind.
Lin Jin mentally calculated that the college entrance exam was getting closer and closer, and it was too difficult to get review materials in this rural area. The materials she had before were from a scrap yard and were very incomplete. This was different from what she had here.
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