Seeing the enthusiasm of her two sisters-in-law for farming, Tian Yuzhu gradually became interested.
After returning to the military region and having lunch, she excitedly took Shi Zhentang to her private plot.
"Zhentang, look, this is what I want..."
Before he could finish his words, he was stunned.
It turned out that Land No. 1 was not as good as she had imagined.
From a distance, it looks no different from other places, the size is the same, and it has the advantage of being close to a water source.
But when I got closer, I saw that the ground was full of mud and sand, and even some small stones.
Shi Zhentang smiled bitterly and held her shoulders: "Can we stop farming? My salary is more than enough for us to spend. You can learn to read at home and learn needlework when you are bored."
"I don't."
Tian Yuzhu was stubborn and angry.
She must do things that interest her, and learning characters is completely an illusion.
And compared to needlework, she would rather learn farming.
"At worst, I can go and tell Sister Xiu Di that we should still take the second plot!"
Tian Yuzhu saw that there was less mud and sand in plot No. 2, and this was her only concession.
"Then you have to wait until I have a break to help you remove the mud and sand before planting. You just stay at home for a few days." Shi Zhentang knew that he couldn't persuade her, and besides, it was actually a good thing that she could integrate with her sisters-in-law.
"Why, are you going on a mission?"
"The defense line has been restless recently, so I have to take the troops out for a few days."
"How many days?"
"It depends."
Tian Yuzhu felt a tightness in her heart.
Even though she had never been timid when going out to complete tasks in the past, she was afraid now because she had ties.
But even though he was anxious inside, his expression was no different from usual. Instead, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
Tian Yuzhu knows that the border guards have a very hard life and face unknown risks every day.
Although he looked calm on the surface, he returned home and waited for Shi Zhentang to leave.
She quickly closed the door and returned to the inner room, where she sat cross-legged on the bed and entered a meditative state, searching through her memories of her past life bit by bit.
About the border, about this group...
Will I find even the slightest hint?
It’s a pity that the information she found was very general, such as how many people were in the group.
There is no detail at all on the soldiers' contributions.
…
For lunch, there was no one to eat with me except Xiao Hei and the other two.
Tian Yuzhu didn't make dumplings anymore, but cooked some cabbage rice porridge, which was just what she and Xiao Hei wanted.
After eating, she fell into boredom again, so she decided to go to her private plot to remove sand and pick up stones.
Anyway, no one wants plots one and two, so she'll sell plot two first and tell Wang Xiu Di about it later.
But only when you pick up the hoe do you realize what it means: Every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work.
Digging the ground and removing sand is not an easy task.
Fortunately, she is very strong, otherwise she would not have been able to hold on for ten minutes.
Although most of the sand was removed later, a blister formed on the palm of my hand.
It seems that farming is really hard work.
She wiped the sweat off her face, held the hoe and looked into the distance, and saw several sisters-in-law pointing at her on the cement road on the other side of the mountain.
Feng Chun was the most disdainful: "I thought he was so great, but he still has to rely on farming to make a living. Look how poor he is."
This statement knocked down a large number of military wives.
Everyone has their own reasons for farming, whether it's because a man's salary isn't enough to spend, or he wants to save some to send back home.
Everyone lives their life the way they want and never thinks it’s a big deal.
What do you mean by "poor" now, Feng Chun?
One of the military wives couldn't help but say, "Ah Chun, you're talking as if you didn't farm. Didn't you plant a piece of land, but you just didn't grow anything?"
Feng Chun and her two children live on the monthly pension they receive.
The army originally wanted to pay a one-time pension, but later changed it to a monthly payment.
Although ten dollars is not a lot, it is enough to get by.
Feng Chun's face suddenly turned red: "It's hard to do it with a child in my arms, otherwise farming wouldn't be that difficult. Anyone who can't do it is a fool."
Huang Xuehua, who was standing aside to join in the fun, frowned and coughed lightly.
She never farmed. Her husband's salary was enough for her to live on, so why should she suffer that?
Besides, farming had tanned her face and made her hands rougher and rougher, so she would never farm in her life.
Feng Chun realized that he had spoken out of turn and smiled awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, I didn't say anything about you. You are lucky and there is no need for you to farm."
Looking at her two-faced expression, his military wives were actually speechless.
Huang Xuehua immediately smiled kindly. "You guys can have your own quarrels, it's none of my business. By the way, Feng Chun, I heard you had a quarrel with Captain Shi's wife yesterday?"
"She was the first one to scold me for not knowing how to teach my child." Feng Chun complained immediately.
"Oh, that won't do. Although she is the battalion commander's wife, you are a martyr's family member. In terms of merit, your man's contribution is greater." Huang Xuehua was determined to muddy the waters.
Shi Zhentang stole her man's rank of battalion commander, and the more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.
"But who can make the decision for me?" Feng Chun looked very aggrieved.
She looked at the military wives. They all wanted to listen to her and decided who would make the decision for her.
Well, everyone quickly pretended that they had something to do at home and sat down in different places.
Feng Chun could only look at her with a bitter face: "Sister-in-law, why don't you give me some advice? We can't let her bully us orphans and widows like this all the time."
Huang Xuehua looked at Feng Chun with scrutiny.
I thought to myself, don’t even think about saying I don’t have any ideas right now. Even if I did, how could I teach them to you so easily?
What if you are actually in cahoots with Captain Shi’s family?
Thinking of this, Huang Xuehua immediately smiled and said, "I have an idea. If you ask me, you should get along well with her. Maybe once she's happy, she won't bully you anymore."
What are you talking about?
Feng Chun was like being hit on the head with a stick: "..."
It would be fine if he didn't help her, but it seemed like he was still mocking her.
Huang Xuehua noticed her expression suddenly change and quickly said, "Ah Chun, I'm doing this for your own good. Sometimes, being humble doesn't mean you've lost."
“…”
Just then, the two discovered that Tian Yuzhu had finished digging.
I saw her carrying a hoe and going to the stream in the ravine to wash her face, and then washing the hoe clean.
Seeing this scene, Feng Chun and Huang Xuehua couldn't help but roll their eyes at the same time.
What a fussy person! Why would you bother washing a hoe?
No one knew that Tian Yuzhu would discover the strangeness of the stream while washing her hoe.
There were only some small stones as black as coal at the bottom of the clear stream.
In fact, it is the "Iron Rose" hematite, an extremely rare mineral, an important source of iron, and plays a major role in the development of later generations.
Tian Yuzhu was surprised to pick up a few small pieces.
Pick it up and hold it up to the afterglow of the setting sun, and you can vaguely see a stunning red tint in the mineral.
She thought to herself, I will take it back and polish it, and make a necklace ornament for Xiao Hei.
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