Chapter 63

No chance with persimmons today.

Let’s eat cucumber!

Fortunately, she was smart and induced the cucumber to give birth in advance, otherwise there would be nothing to eat now.

The cucumber will hide behind the leaves and sometimes you will miss it.

Moreover, cucumbers grow very fast. A cucumber that looks quite small at night may be edible tomorrow.

As soon as her hand touched the cucumber, she heard Tiedan's childish but steady voice: "Mom, the cucumber is too small, eat it tomorrow!"

"Is it too small? If it gets bigger, it will be old. When it is old, there will be a lot of seeds inside, and it will not taste good. Besides, cucumbers grow fast. Tomorrow morning, there will be another batch. If you don't eat them quickly, they will be old and will not taste like cucumbers anymore."

Jing Xian thought that these cucumbers were Tiedan's lifeblood, so she picked several of them without saying a word and walked towards the well.

She put the cucumber down, went into the house to get a basin, and planned to wash the cucumber.

Damao just finished his homework and came out of the house. He took the basin and said, "Mom, do you want to wash the vegetables? I can do it."

"Wash some cucumbers."

Jing Xian changed her shoes and went straight to the field of pakchoy. The pakchoy were growing too densely, and if they were not cut down a little, it would affect the growth of other seedlings. These pakchoy were just right for cooking.

Before returning from get off work, Jing Xian picked up some tofu.

I'll make stir-fried bok choy with tofu later.

Shang Nanchen was not at home, and Jing Xian did not make braised pork. It was a great achievement to eat braised pork two or three times a month. She could basically ensure that the children had two pieces of meat every day, and she tried to use pork fat when cooking.

We planted a lot of soybeans this year, and we can use them to extract oil.

If you squeeze the oil yourself, you can have more oil to drink, at least half soybean oil and half lard, and it can be consumed longer.

After dinner, Jing Xian carried the shovel and walked to the back. Several children followed with baskets on their backs, and went to reclaim land with Jing Xian.

The vegetables grown in the private plot are only enough for the family to eat.

If we buy food at home, it will be enough, but the expenses are also high. It is completely different to grow food by yourself. Others will lose money when they grow crops, but Jingxian can only double the yield of one mu of land.

If you were in the production team at that time, you would definitely not be allowed to open up wasteland on your own, and all the crops grown from the land you reclaimed would be distributed by the team.

The troops are small and their location is remote.

Many wastelands were untouched, and the troops encouraged their families to reclaim land and cultivate it.

After all, the soldiers in the army also reclaimed wasteland and cultivated land.

After dinner every day, Jingxian took the children to open up wasteland, and persisted for more than a month. They opened up a large piece of land, which was just right for planting soybeans.

"When the soybeans are ripe, I'll cook some edamame for you. When the rest are ripe, we'll press oil from them. At the end of the year, we'll make a few pots of tofu and freeze them for the New Year. We don't have to eat cabbage every day throughout the winter."

Jingxian's words made the young guys work harder.

The children helped throw stones outside, and the weeds piled up in the fields. Jingxian burned the weeds and used them as fertilizer.

After planting the soybeans, Jing Xian took the children back home.

Fusheng asked: "Mom, are edamame delicious?"

Jingxian recalled that the old Chinese doctor cooked a pot of edamame and let her eat it without adding anything else. She still remembers the taste.

"tasty."

"How delicious is it?" Fusheng was particularly curious.

Jing Xian said: "You will know when you eat it."

At the end of the world, the old man told me a lot of tips on cooking edamame. Seasoning is the key to making delicious edamame. Jing Xian casually memorized them in her mind at the time, thinking that when the edamame is cooked, she will show her skills to the children.

Some children are sure to never forget it.

It was dark when I got home.

The water in the pot was still hot. Jing Xian added some firewood and called the children to come out and take a bath.

After washing, the children lay down on the kang and fell asleep.

Jing Xian washed slowly, and when she was done, she thought of the tomatoes in the yard and decided to induce labor tonight so that she could eat them the next morning. This time she wanted to induce labor for two more babies so that they would not be discovered by Tiedan's sharp-eyed self.

She had just gone out and walked to a

Halfway through, I heard footsteps behind me, followed by Tiedan's questioning voice: "Mom, are you still going to work tonight?"

Jing Xian paused.

"I'll see if it's going to rain today. If it does, I'll cover the persimmons with plastic. Too much rain will cause the persimmons to rot."

"Is that so?" Tiedan took it seriously in his mind and took the initiative to come over, "Mom, I'll help you."

"No need, I think everything is fine, there is no rain. You should go back to your room and go to sleep." Jing Xian was really convinced.

She thought that Tiedan had installed a radar within a certain range near the tomatoes, otherwise why would Tiedan appear as soon as she arrived.

"Then you should go to bed early too."

Tiedan didn't go back immediately. He waited until Jingxian walked back before he turned around and went back to sleep.

Jing Xian: “…”

Well, nothing can be done now.

In the second half of the night, after making sure that the children were all asleep and would not wake up, Jing Xian dressed and went to the yard. Not only did she give birth to tomatoes, but everything else in the yard was also affected by the rain.

Especially the row of sweet potatoes along the wall were planted by her specially for her children.

Whatever other people have, their children should also have.

The next day.

When I woke up in the morning, Jingxian's meal was almost ready.

The children got up early, and Da Mao led his three younger brothers to run laps outside.

Jing Xian heard the commotion and without waiting for the children to come in, she shouted, "Tiedan, go see if the persimmons are red. If they are, pick them and eat them cold."

Before Tiedan could react, Fusheng urged him, "Brother, go!"

"It's definitely not cooked."

Tiedan said this, but couldn't resist his brother's urging, so he walked over to take a look and was immediately stunned.

Fusheng followed and ran over excitedly when he saw the bright red persimmons: "They are all red and ripe! I want to pick a few and eat them cold! The persimmon soup is also very delicious!"

Before Tiedan could say anything, Fusheng had already picked several persimmons, and it looked like he wanted to pick all the ripe persimmons.

Jingxian was beating eggs. She didn't put too many eggs in, just five.

She saw Fusheng holding several persimmons, and then looked at Tiedan who was also holding several persimmons and walking behind him with a helpless look on his face, and she felt inexplicably happy in her heart.

It was worth it for her to get up in the middle of the night to make the persimmons grow.

"So many persimmons? I'll leave a few for you to take to school to eat." Jing Xian cut a few persimmons and planned to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

I also cut two large tomatoes and mixed them with salad.

The children ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes for the first time and were immediately captivated by it.

It seems that few people don't like scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Jing Xian put persimmons in for the children, and seeing that many tomatoes were blooming, she quietly made a lot more tomatoes grow. The children liked to eat them, so she made more tomatoes grow.

Anyway, the tomato seedlings in their home are destined to be different from those in other homes.

When she arrived at the hospital, Jing Xian noticed something different: the pharmacy sign outside her door had been replaced by a Chinese medicine clinic.

After the leaders came to work, Jing Xian was called up.

The dean said with a smile, "Comrade Jingxian, do you have any interest in becoming a Chinese medicine practitioner?"

“I am a Chinese medicine practitioner myself.”

Jing Xian had almost guessed what the dean meant.

The director smiled and said, "As you can see, many people still like to believe in Chinese medicine, but our hospital lacks a Chinese medicine doctor. If you agree, you will still be in charge of the pharmacy, and the room outside can be converted into your clinic."

Jing Xian felt that she was not qualified for the job: "Director, I think you should reconsider. Many people believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but they only believe in old Chinese medicine practitioners. And those old Chinese medicine practitioners are all gay men."

The director said sternly, "Comrade Jingxian, father and daughter can hold up half the sky. Now is different from the past. Since you have been studying Chinese medicine since childhood, you should not bury this talent. The hospital will not let you sit in the office, so you can get double salary. If you are a Chinese medicine practitioner, you will be paid 40 yuan a month. What do you think?"

She thought it was great.

I bought so many things.

Jing Xian, who had spent all her savings for the past six months, couldn't wait to agree.

Her own salary was enough for a family of four. Now she had an extra half month's salary, which was equivalent to savings. In addition, Shang Nanchen's salary was basically all saved.

That's a lot of money in a year.

"Dean, thank you and the organization for trusting me. I will definitely do my job well."

Jing Xian came out of the dean's office happily.

From now on, she is the legitimate Doctor Jing.

Jing Xian went back downstairs and found that there was an extra bed in her clinic and a curtain was drawn.

You know what's going on here without asking.

Jing Xian felt that she had agreed rashly just now.

If someone comes to get medicine while she is giving acupuncture, wouldn't she have to stop and get the medicine?

The dean thought of what she didn't think of.

Not long after she returned to the office, a young girl came to report. This girl was an intern pharmacist in the pharmacy, and no one knew where the dean got her from.

Jing Xian always felt that this girl's arrival was too coincidental.

Maybe the higher-ups wanted to squeeze in more people, so she was able to become a Chinese medicine doctor so quickly.

Jingxian explained all the matters in the pharmacy and took out her notebook to show the new intern pharmacist. Since she didn't have Jingxian's memory, she could only spend more time learning.

No one came to see a doctor in the morning, but some people came to get medicine. These things are the responsibility of the newcomers.

When it was time to get off work at noon, Jing Xian met Xu Ning and they walked out together.

"Do you know who that girl is who washes the toilet in your pharmacy?"

Jing Xian asked, "Who is it?"

"Sun Hongxia is the daughter of the vice-president." Jing Xian understood after Xu Ning said this.

It turns out she felt fine before.

Knowing Sun Hongxia's identity, Jing Xian also realized that she might lose her job at the pharmacy in the future. However, nothing will change in the short term.

"I thought I picked up a watermelon, but who would have thought it was actually a sesame seed." Jing Xian said indifferently.

Xu Ning knew that she had figured it out: "I was wrong about this. If I hadn't gone upstairs to find the dean yesterday, there wouldn't have been so many problems."

"It has nothing to do with you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have raised my salary." Jing Xian saw through it very clearly. "Even if what happened yesterday hadn't happened, the result would have been the same in a few days."

There was still no one to see a doctor in the afternoon.

Jingxian enjoyed her free time and started cooking as soon as she got home from get off work.

Hearing the children's voices outside, she was planning to let them eat quickly and then go back to farm.

As a result, after three children came in, there was still one child missing who had not come in yet.

Jing Xian suddenly thought of something and looked outside. Sure enough, she saw a little kid standing in front of the persimmon vines.

If not Tiedan, then who else could it be?