Cheng Chao came less often this year, and simply collected a few things from the garden, leaving almost everything untouched in the cellar.
Not to mention the distributed grain, the harvested radishes and cabbages, there were also plenty of dried vegetables that couldn't be eaten in the summer, a huge pile of watermelons that others coveted, and sweet sorghum that she specially grew for her child. She didn't eat much of it herself, but she neatly arranged it on the shelf. Every time I came in, I felt a special sense of fulfillment.
This place is different from the base space, which is the foundation of my survival and the secret of two lifetimes.
And here, almost everything is the result of my own hard work in this rural area during this era; it is all my own blood and sweat.
This scene actually gives off a sense of déjà vu, like "this is all the empire that my sister built." Once that thought crossed my mind, I couldn't help but laugh at myself.
If she were truly like the original villagers, then these things would have been in her stomach long ago.
In fact, the opposite of her would be the one worrying about how to get through the winter with this little bit of food.
This is real life.
With grain and meat distributed, and the temperature dropping day by day, the educated youth's preparations for wintering became increasingly complete.
The three essentials: stockpiled vegetables, grains, and firewood.
Vegetables and grains had been prepared long ago, and the villagers had basically picked up all the mountain produce that could be seen. The activity of collecting firewood on the mountain was also nearing its end. Not only the villagers, but also the well-prepared educated youth were all happy.
What's the point of working so hard all year?
Isn't the point just to have enough to eat and wear?
Of course, there was still not enough food after a year, and many people were still in the educated youth compound. Whether it was because they were lazy and didn't have enough work points, or because they were unwilling to eat their food and used it for other purposes, the result was the same.
Whoever's stomach hurts the most.
Jian Dan ignored everyone else, because Cheng Chao, who hadn't shown up for a long time, had arrived. She was both surprised and delighted.
"Why are you back now? I was about to ask Uncle and Aunt to invite Xiao An and the others over."
Cheng Chao looked unwell and appeared much more haggard than before. He was unshaven and rarely looked so unkempt.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Chao waved his hand, gulped down a whole teacup of water, and only then did he catch his breath and begin to speak.
"Don't contact them over there yet, the situation there isn't good right now,"
My throat was hoarse and dry, and my eyes were bloodshot. I couldn't sit still for long.
Simple frowned. What had she been doing? She looked like she'd just finished a battle.
"You went to the Northwest? Did you see anyone? Are they alright?"
Cheng Chao leaned against the wall by the kang (heated brick bed), his face showing obvious signs of fatigue.
"The specific situation over there is still unclear, but we know that their lives should be safe."
I just came back from the border. My uncle's idea is that I shouldn't go back to the army first. He wants me to stay out of sight, go directly from here to the other side, and then conduct a quiet investigation.
The attack came with great force, so the situation is probably not good. My uncle contacted acquaintances, but they were very vague and cautious, and I don't know the specifics, who started it, or the reason for it. I'm not sure if I can guarantee they'll get away unscathed.
Is it that serious?
"Hasn't my second uncle been gone for many years?"
That's what they say. Anyone with a basic understanding of history knows very well how many unfounded accusations there were during that period, and how much is unclear and uninformed. If this is truly the case, then simply crying out for justice and proving one's innocence won't be enough.
Cheng Chao's lips curled into a sneer.
"yes!
But sometimes, it's precisely those people who know you inside and out who hurt you the most when they stab you in the back.
That's true.
Those closest to you and most familiar with you know best where you are vulnerable and what your weaknesses are.
This kind of thing seems completely unsolvable to Jian Dan. She's just a young educated youth sent to the countryside, and she doesn't have any extraordinary abilities.
Besides, even if she's a great female protagonist, what can she do in the face of such a historical upheaval?
A mantis trying to stop a chariot?
She doesn't have such lofty ambitions.
However, in this other world, she also wanted to do her part for those who were kind to her.
"Brother, what are your plans? Is there anything you need me to do?"
"It'll be hibernation season soon, so there shouldn't be anything going on. How about I come with you?"
Cheng Chao yawned, his body slowly sliding down the wall, his words turning into a murmur.
"No, that place is dangerous. You can't go."
Before he could finish speaking, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Simple and helpless, he could only cover him with a blanket first, and then he went to light the two big pots and the fire wall.
Before long, the cold room gradually warmed up, and the people on the kang (a heated brick bed) snored loudly.
She sat quietly in the kitchen, her hand unconsciously poking around in the stove with a fire poker. This era was truly unfolding before her, scene by scene.
To this day, she still doesn't know why she transmigrated here. Is it pure metaphysics, or is there some kind of cause and effect or reincarnation? Originally, she just planned to stay here quietly and wait for more than ten years. After she was free from these constraints, she could decide whether to continue her rural retirement life or go out and travel all over the world. At that time, wouldn't it be up to her to decide?
But in the past few years, compared to her previous life, her personality and methods are nothing compared to those of a kindergarten student. The only time she has a chance to take action is when facing wild boars.
To be honest, after living like this for the past few years, she has gotten used to this kind of comfort.
Given the current situation, continuing to lie low seems a bit inappropriate.
Everyone got their share of meat, and the air in the village was filled with the aroma of stewed meat and fried meat. No one could resist the temptation.
Simple and straightforward, there aren't many opportunities like this to be fair and square. Although her skills are just average, can't we cheat? If her skills aren't good, we can make up for it with seasonings. We have a lot of seasonings in stock, including almost semi-finished products, braised, steamed, hot and sour, and old-fashioned sauces. Just tell me what flavor you want.
With this quick fix, Cheng Chao had no time to worry about things a thousand miles away, and he ate his fill of food.
After eating and drinking his fill, Cheng Chao finally felt a bit better and was able to talk to her about what was happening over there.
"The Northwest is not like here. The harsh environment restricts development in many aspects. At the same time, it involves all aspects such as food, clothing and daily necessities. Before, it was just a military camp, which was better. Although it could not meet all needs, it was full of grown men. My second uncle ate and lived with them almost all the time, so the conflicts and potential problems were relatively peaceful."
Later, more people came to the family compound, and with more people, the problems and conflicts arose.
In addition, my second uncle is straightforward and honest, and he has probably offended quite a few people over the years, including political enemies, as you could see last time.
"To be able to strike so decisively, I guess some people couldn't hold back any longer."
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