Startled, Su Lin nodded repeatedly, indicating that she would be careful even when holding hands.
After finishing her personal matters at home, Su Yu continued with her work.
Previously, Jiang and Hu had requested that some veteran comrades be brought to their province.
Jiang and Hu acted quickly, relocating the people in just over a month.
Moreover, they handled things exceptionally meticulously. Some people were transferred directly to Su Yu's side, while others were transferred to other provinces and then came back after a detour.
When these people arrived, they were all somewhat malnourished and in poor spirits. Su Yu had them taken to the farm, and didn't show up herself.
No matter how much she does now, or how well she performs, it's useless. The key is to make people feel at home here.
The arrival of these people brought quite a lively atmosphere to the farm.
The older comrades who had been working on the farm before even held a welcoming ceremony.
When Su Yu heard this news, she almost spat out her tea.
Farms aren't exactly ideal places, and I wonder what the people who are welcomed are thinking. But it seems these farm workers are really getting young again, acting on a whim.
At the farm, a group of elderly comrades were holding a welcome party.
Although we weren't very familiar with each other, we had worked together before, so we had at least heard of each other's names.
They introduced themselves and got to know each other over a meal. Then the older folks who had arrived earlier took the newlyweds on a tour of the farm.
They even divided the experimental plots, assigning the neatest plots to the veteran agricultural professors, the more aesthetically pleasing but less useful ones to professors from other disciplines who had switched fields later in life, and the messy plots where the crops grew exceptionally well—those belonged to these veteran cadres who had once worked as farmers.
These veterans who had just arrived at the farm were all a bit bewildered.
They're even dividing up territory? Doesn't that mean we have to do collective labor?
Old Liu patted the newlyweds on the shoulder, "It's great that you're here. I've been looking forward to your arrival. It's wonderful. Now I'll have time to tend to my own fields. You can help those people involved in culture with farming."
A group of newcomers: "..."
Another old man said, "You don't know, these cultured people are very particular and waste time. They also bully people. They take advantage of us because we are uneducated, so they exploit us as laborers. No wonder they come to this place."
Others followed suit, saying, "That's right, so we need to unite and farm well. Don't worry, when new people come, there will be people to take over for you."
"..."
No one expected that this farm was a place that bullied the poor.
But after living here for a few days, everyone thought it was great. It's really great; no one's watching what you're doing. You can study in the morning, work in the afternoon, and even have a party or something in the evening.
The key is that we don't have to worry about food, as we grow it ourselves. There's also a type of sweet potato that's especially sweet, which we eat as fruit after meals.
The accommodation was nice, a double room. It was clean and tidy, with bright windows and spotless furniture. All the necessary amenities were provided. We'd chat together in small groups when we had free time.
This lifestyle made everyone feel that this wasn't a farm, but a tranquil retirement home. They weren't working, but rather enjoying their retirement and using the activity as a form of exercise. After all, everyone planned to cultivate the land and grow timber in the yard after retirement.
It's great now; we don't even need to clear land anymore, we can just farm the existing land. And with so many people farming together, it's quite lively.
The only thing that bothers me is that these people involved in culture have too much free time. Instead of focusing on farming, they're holding training classes to improve people's cultural literacy. The point is to promote scientific farming and increase yields.
What's the point of studying math, physics, biology, chemistry...?
Some retired cadres felt they should have brought their grandsons to the farm back then, as it would have saved them a lot on tuition fees.
But regardless, this kind of life was something they never dared to imagine before. After a while, everyone felt it was quite good, and they were even happy about it. When relatives came to visit, they tried to avoid seeing them.
Firstly, I didn't want to implicate my family; secondly, I didn't want my family to do anything wrong.
So often, family members would travel a long way to come, ready to say a few words, only to have the older staff member inside grab their belongings and start shooing them away. "I'm busy, go back quickly, and don't come again, you're disturbing my work."
"Dad, we all miss you."
"What are you thinking about? I'm perfectly fine, stop thinking about it."
"Dad, how are you doing?"
"Isn't that what a farm is like? We're currently learning, so please don't come. I'm still in class, and you're interrupting my study time. If I don't learn well and can't do as well as others on the exam, where will I put my face?"
"..."
Another Spring Festival has arrived, and Su Yu drew a big red checkmark on the calendar.
In her eyes, the passage of time means that a better life is getting closer.
Su Zhi did return that year.
He is now a battalion commander.
Because Su Yu made excuses to prevent him from returning, telling him to get a promotion before coming back, he ended up taking on as many assignments as possible.
The border is never short of missions. The absence of war doesn't mean the absence of conflict. And it's where Su Zhi and his team come in.
Shortly after his promotion, Su Zhi returned home with his family.
Lin Xiaoguang has also been promoted, but in a different direction; she is now a head nurse.
For the past two years, she and Su Zhi have been competing to improve their skills, neither wanting to fall behind. After all, they were exchanging salaries.
When someone receives a high salary from another person and then gives them a low salary, they both feel inferior. Therefore, they often strive to excel in their respective fields.
Su Zhi and Lin Xiaoguang also had a son, who is just over a year old. He looks more like Lin Xiaoguang, so he is particularly handsome and lovable.
But she only looked pretty; she soon started causing trouble at home. Even though she could barely walk steadily, she was already dragging her older siblings along to play.
When Su Zhi returned home and saw Su Yu, his eyes filled with tears.
It's been almost three years since I last saw my eldest sister.
He first tried to hug Su Yu, but Song Dongzheng stopped him. Then he squatted down and hugged Yuanyuan, who looked like Su Yu, in his arms.
"She looks just like my sister, so beautiful, so beautiful, she really is my sister's child."
“Uncle, I really am your sister’s child,” Song Yuanyuan said. “I really like you, can you take me to see a movie?”
Su Zhi looked at Su Yu excitedly, "Sister, it really is your child, just as smart as you!"
Su Yu: "..."
Author's Note: Mwah, goodnight.
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