Chapter 82

Wu Zhanfu is not a rookie, it's just that his physical fitness has declined due to his age.

But he was very adaptable and soon got used to the rhythm.

Seeing that he had caught up, Shang Nanchen asked Chen Baomin to speed up slowly.

Chen Baomin: “…” Can Captain Wu do it?

Wu Zhanfu: “…”

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have come!

Shang Nanchen is not a human being!

When he reached the end, Wu Zhanfu was still doubting his life.

"I ran down?" He looked at the time and thought to himself, "Is this something I can do?"

He is quite old and has not been to the battlefield for several years. He is just accumulating experience, but he probably won't be promoted in the future, so he is just waiting to be demobilized.

As a soldier, no one wants to leave the barracks, but there are some things that you can't just ignore.

Wu Zhanfu didn't want to do that anymore, he still wanted to give it a try.

So this time when Shang Nanchen was selecting people, he took the initiative to ask to come along.

He never expected it to be so exciting.

"Old Wu, you have good physical fitness. I didn't expect you can still keep it so good." Shang Nanchen came over and handed the food to Wu Zhanfu. Wu Zhanfu took the food with a troubled face, sighed and sat on the ground.

"I didn't expect that."

Chen Baomin was very silent, sitting nearby eating.

He is the type of person who is tough and doesn't talk much.

Shang Nanchen thought he was a man with ideas, and the three of them ate and began to discuss the training plan. Shang Nanchen was holding a notebook, and when he found a good idea during the discussion, he would write it down directly, and then go back to reorganize it.

Wu Zhanfu also rekindled his passion and expressed his own ideas.

After daybreak, many soldiers appeared one after another. Some of them were very ferocious, while some looked relaxed. In short, no one gave up. By noon, everyone came out safely.

"I think we can increase the difficulty. Their potential is unlimited." Shang Nanchen said seriously. Chen Baomin's legs trembled and he observed a moment of silence for these soldiers.

But he won't stop.

Only if you train well in peacetime can you save your life on the battlefield in the future.

noon.

The sun is very big.

Jing Xian rested at home, and when the sunlight was not so strong, she took a few children to pick wild vegetables.

Several children, each carrying a basket and a small hoe, ran happily ahead to dig wild vegetables. There were many wild vegetables in the woods, and the children dug them very quickly.

Jing Xian saw a melon vine and a small melon and without saying a word she called a few children over.

"Go to the stream and wash it, and then you can share it among yourself." Jing Xian gave the melon to Damao, who took it and washed it.

Fusheng followed eagerly and said in a baby voice, "Brother, let me hold it for you!"

Tiedan rolled his eyes, thinking his brother couldn't bear to watch, but he still took the initiative to say to Jingxian: "Mom, can we grow this ourselves?"

"It should be possible, right?" Of course it can be planted, but Jing Xian would not directly answer yes.

Fusheng said, "Let's plant some to give it a try, otherwise people might be able to trick Fusheng away with a melon."

Jing Xian said with a smile, "I see. It's OK. When you eat it later, spit the seeds on the leaves. When they are dried, I will plant them and see. I estimate that they may not come out this year. When we go back, we can raise seedlings and plant them in the house like cabbage. If it works, I will plant them early in the yard for you next year."

"It's not that urgent." Tiedan said this, but his eyes were always fixed on Fusheng.

After hearing this conversation, Xiao Mao knew what Tiedan was worried about, so he said, "We will guard against it strictly and won't let anyone get this opportunity. I heard that there are a lot of fruits in the south, and they are all delicious. When I grow up, I will apply to go there. Fusheng has tasted the fruits I brought him, so he will definitely look down on the fruits prepared by others."

Although the boy is young, he has a big tone.

These words made Jing Xian look at her with new eyes.

Jing Xian was surprised and said, "Has our Simao thought so far?"

Xiao Mao was a little embarrassed: "Mom, there is a saying that goes, 'If you don't worry about the future, you will worry about the present.'"

Jing Xian: “…”

She rubbed the boy's head and said, "You are still young, don't think too much. No matter what happens, your parents are here, you don't need to worry."

"Mom, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. If we can't join the army, we will have to go to the countryside. It's impossible for all four of us to join the army, so it's enough for me to go to the countryside alone."

Xiao Mao is much more mature than he looks.

It's hard to believe that these words came out of a six-year-old child.

It can be seen that Xiao Mao and Damao must have received the best education before they came to their home. The words and deeds of the elders in the family and the subtle influence have broadened their horizons and given them a broad mind.

"There are still ten years left. What if ten years later, you don't have to go to the countryside anymore, wouldn't that be better?" Jing Xian was reluctant to let the sensible Xiaomao go to the countryside at such a young age.

She began to wonder whether it was the right thing to let her children start school so early.

Otherwise, when the children graduate from high school, they will only be fourteen or fifteen years old. Won't they have to go to the countryside as soon as they graduate?

Jing Xian thought that if Xiao Mao could become a doctor, he would not have to endure hardships no matter where he went. So, he asked, "Xiao Mao, do you want to learn Chinese medicine? Mom can teach you."

Xiao Mao shook his head: "Mom, I'm more interested in making money."

Jing Xian: “…”

Forget it, just pretend she didn’t say anything.

Jing Xian thought, Xiao Mao doesn't need to study. If other children can become doctors, or at least go to the hospital, then can Xiao Mao also join the army?

She asked Tiedan again. Tiedan was embarrassed but said firmly: "Mom, I want to be a soldier."

He likes the feeling of wearing a military uniform.

All right!

This is also a child with ideas.

Finally, only Fu Sheng was left.

When Fusheng and Damao came back, Jingxian asked Fusheng, "Fusheng, do you want to study medicine?"

"Mom, I don't want to be a doctor." Fusheng said in a baby voice, lowering his head to look at the melon intently.

Finally, she looked at Damao, who shook his head and said, "Mom, I have my own goals. But I can learn some knowledge from you."

As for what the goal is, Damao didn't say.

He didn't look like he wanted to join the army, which made Jing Xian worried.

Da Mao is older, five years older than his younger brothers.

He is now a big boy of eleven years old.

Jing Xian thought that in four years, Damao would graduate from high school. If he didn't join the army, he would have to go to the countryside.

She suddenly thought of the two children's life experiences and was shocked.

Jing Xian looked at Damao, who was digging wild vegetables seriously and asked Jing Xian about their functions from time to time. Even before that, he had consciously read the Chinese herbal medicine encyclopedia written by Jing Xian herself.

But he made it clear that he would not be a doctor, which made Jing Xian feel cold. Could it be that this guy was determined to go to the countryside?

He went to the countryside, Xiao Mao also had to go to the countryside, and most of their relatives had gone to the countryside.

Jing Xian kept this matter in mind and planned to wait for Shang Nanchen to come back and ask him about it.

The wild vegetables are dug up and fed to the chickens.

In the summer, the children go to catch tadpoles for the chickens. Jingxian takes them to dig wild vegetables when she has time, and the children go on their own when she doesn’t. The chickens at home are well raised, and Jingxian estimates that they will lay eggs soon.

Jing Xian was thinking this, but when she walked into the yard, she heard Fu Sheng excitedly shouting, "Mom! The chicken laid an egg!"

"Really?"

"Really? Come and see!"

Jing Xian walked over to take a look, and sure enough, there were three eggs in the nest.

The little chicken is really trying hard!

Jingxian picked out the eggs, Fusheng, Tiedan and Xiaomao, each holding one.

"Put the eggs back and I'll make a nest for the chickens to lay eggs."

There were plenty of wheat stalks. Jing Xian found a broken basket, spread the wheat stalks in it, pressed them down, and took them to the chicken coop.

She looked at the chicken wings, went back to the house to get the scissors, and grabbed the chicken.

Stop, give the chicken its wings.

To prevent the chick from flying out when it grows bigger.

By the time she finished her work, it was almost dark.

Jingxian started cooking.

A few days later, Jing Xian thought the time was almost up, so she went to the countryside carrying a bag of homemade plasters.

Those fellow villagers were very enthusiastic when they saw Jing Xian.

They all couldn't wait to find Jing Xian to buy ointments. Some people saw Jing Xian coming and gave her things, not caring whether Jing Xian wanted them or not. They just dropped the things and ran away.

Jing Xian really didn't expect her fellow villagers to be so enthusiastic.

After finally getting out of the situation, she went to check on Old Lady Tian's legs. Old Lady Tian's legs had recovered quite well, and Jing Xian changed the medicine for her. Tian Dabao just watched eagerly from the side, not afraid at all.

After Jing Xian finished applying the ointment and left, Tian Dabao escorted Jing Xian out and asked anxiously, "Doctor Jing, can my grandma really stand up?"

"Of course it's true." Jing Xian was not trying to comfort the young guy.

Instead, she used her special powers to check on the old lady, speeding up her recovery. She did the same thing last time, otherwise the old lady would have been in trouble.

Tian Dabao looked at Jing Xian with sparkling eyes and said, "Thank you, Doctor Jing."

"If you want to thank me, tell me where Tang Hui lives. Tang Hui, you may not know, it's Lao Cui's family. The family that split up the family when I came last time." Jing Xian was afraid that the young man didn't know, so she explained it very clearly.

Unexpectedly, Tian Dabao nodded immediately and said, "I know. I'll take you there."

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work."

As she spoke, Jing Xian put a handful of candy in Tian Dabao's pocket.

Tian Dabao didn't want it, Jing Xian said with a frown: "If you don't want it, then I don't need you to lead the way. I will ask others and give the candy to other children."

"I'll take you there."

Tian Dabao would never give up this job.

He took Jing Xian to Tang Hui's house.

Actually, Jing Xian had planned to go see Tang Hui on the day she left, but plans changed. By the time she finished watching the show in the next group, it was too late, so she had to leave early.

Anyway, she knew the cause of Tang Hui's illness.

Jingxian is very confident in her medicine.

Tang Hui's house is easy to find and recognize. The shabby courtyard is very clean.

"Doctor Jing, this is Uncle Baozhu's house. I'll call someone for you." Tian Dabao stood at the door and shouted, "Uncle Baozhu, are you home?"

Before he finished speaking, a tall and strong man came out. He was startled when he saw Jing Xian next to Tian Dabao, and then he said in surprise and respect: "Doctor Jing, you are here! Come in!"

Cui Baozhu hurriedly invited Jingxian in.

Tian Dabao whispered, "Doctor Jing, I'm going back now."

"Okay, thank you, Dabao."

"You're welcome."

After saying that, the kid ran away quickly.

Jing Xian then followed Cui Baozhu in. Tang Hui was sitting on the kang and was about to get up.

"Don't get down. I'm here to check on you." Jing Xian put her hand on Tang Hui's belly and found that she was recovering well. She felt Tang Hui's pulse again, then stood up and said, "Your body is recovering well. You can consider having a baby in two months."

The two people blushed after hearing this.

Tang Hui had experienced this once before and knew that Jing Xian was very direct in her words, so she was mentally prepared.

She said, “I remember that.”

"Okay then." Jing Xian looked at Cui Baozhu, "Sit down, I'll take your pulse."

Cui Baozhu's face was still red, but he was very obedient. He sat down and stretched out his hand.

Jing Xian felt his pulse, and after a while, she stood up and said, "You're a bit hot-tempered. Take something to calm your temper. But you don't need to take medicine. Don't you have Shuanghua here? Go grab a couple of handfuls and soak them in water. You'll be fine in a few days."

Cui Baozhu's face was burning.

Tang Hui wasn't much better.

Jing Xian gave some instructions and left.

Cui Baozhu blushed as he escorted her to the door. He waited until Jingxian left on her bike before returning to the house.

Tang Hui, Tang Hui also looked at him. They were an old couple, but they were actually a little shy at this moment.

After a while, Cui Baozhu chatted with Tang Hui in a low voice: "I didn't expect Doctor Jing to be such a direct person."

Tang Hui didn't think it was bad, and she even spoke up for Jing Xian: "Isn't it better to be more direct? It's better than being secretive. We are all uneducated people and can't understand what the doctor said. I think Dr. Jing is good. I don't know if she guessed that I wasn't pregnant, and she told me how to get pregnant more easily."

Cui Baozhu was shocked: "She told you this?"

"Well, so, Doctor Jing is a good person."

More than three months later.

Tang Hui's period hadn't come yet, and she was usually very careful, so Cui Baozhu was also trembling with fear.

Cui Baozhu usually didn't let her do any work. Because of this, Old Lady Cui even cursed at her, saying that Cui Baozhu had married an ancestor. But Cui Baozhu still did what he wanted and raised Tang Hui as if she were his ancestor.

After March, the two of them carefully went to see the barefoot doctor in the next village.

The barefoot doctor may not be able to do anything else, but he can still take a woman's pulse.

Tang Hui confirmed that she was pregnant, and asked Cui Baozhu to go to the military camp, but he was not able to go in. He just asked someone to deliver the things to Jing Xian.

Of course, this is a later story.

Jing Xian just now rode her bike back.

This time she was out for a day and prepared lunch in the morning. The children only needed to heat it up before eating. The children then happily sent Jingxian away.

When Jingxian came back, she saw that the meal was already cooked and the vegetables had been cut.

Although the cutting was not very good, Jingxian was very surprised.

The cub she raised can now stand on his own!

"Big Mao did a great job!"

Fusheng took credit for the job: "Mom, I helped wash the vegetables. My brother also helped, and my little brother Simao also helped."

"All done well!"

Jingxian washed her hands and cooked, then ate.

After dinner, the children went out to play, and Jingxian began to write letters to her good friends far away on the grassland.

The other party knew everything about her family, but they had not been in touch for a long time, so Jingxian didn't know what to write. But when the pen fell, Jingxian wrote more and more, and finally wrote a thick envelope and sealed it.

It was mailed out the next day.

A month later, on the prairie.

Ren Ling'er came out of the yurt. The tall girl, wearing thick clothes, saw the postman who had come with great difficulty, and took the letter in surprise.

When she saw the address on the envelope, her eyes widened in surprise and her heart began to pound.

I have an inexplicable intuition.

"Doctor Ren, did your family send you a letter?" someone passing by asked.

Ren Ling'er smiled and nodded: "Yes."

As she spoke, she walked into the yurt, sat on the couch and began to open the letter.

Seeing the familiar handwriting, Ren Ling'er almost shed tears.

Ren Ling'er hasn't received a reply from Jing Xian for a long time.

The last time I corresponded with Jingxian, Jingxian said that she had moved to a new place and would reply to her when she settled down.

I didn't expect that the wait would last almost a year.

The brick tea is ready.

Ren Ling'er didn't care about drinking, and concentrated on reading the letter written by Jingxian. She was surprised to see Jingxian getting married. When she saw that the other party was an old man who had been married for the second time and had two children, Ren Ling'er felt terrible.

She knew that Jingxian's parents were not good people.

Ren Ling'er never imagined that this person was actually chosen by Jing Xian herself.

"What a mess!"

"Marrying an old man who has been married for a second time and becoming his stepmother, isn't that courting death? Why would you want to be a stepmother when you can just live a good life? Jingxian must be out of her mind."

Ren Ling'er read the letter and couldn't help but scold Jing Xian, but she felt more distressed.

In her mind, Jing Xian was very smart. Although Wen Wen looked quiet, she actually had superb medical skills. At that time, she was sick. Although she was in the hospital, it was late at night and she couldn't go there.

It's Jingxian

Rescued her.

Ren Ling'er and Jing Xian became good friends at that time.

Only then did she realize that although Jing Xian looked cold, she was actually a very kind person at heart.

Unfortunately, the time for learning was short. She had wasted too much time before and had too little time with Jingxian. Because of family reasons, she had to go to the countryside, and she came to such a far place. The distance between her and Jingxian was even greater.

Fortunately, they can still write letters.

But during the past six months when they hadn't communicated, Ren Ling'er was very worried about Jing Xian.

Worried that Jingxian was sold out by her parents.

Although Ren Ling'er cursed fiercely, when she saw Jingxian living a good life later, she knew that Jingxian had no choice but this.

Your parents are your own, you have no choice.

In other cities, it is common for wives to report their husbands and sons to report their fathers.

In their place, such things are still despicable.

No matter what the reason, Jing Xian can't get rid of the Jing family.

She had no choice but to choose an old man.

"Just be an old man! I wish you the best."

After reading the letter, Ren Ling'er wrote a reply.

Before sending the letter, she even exchanged a lot of milk tablets with her colleagues, packed them all up, and asked the courier to deliver them.

This was her introduction gift to the children.

By the time Jingxian received the reply, it was already autumn.

It was almost October and the weather was very cold in the morning and evening, so the children had to keep changing clothes.

Jing Xian was so engrossed in reading the letter.

Suddenly I heard someone behind me say, "Old man?"

When Jing Xian heard the voice, she was startled and immediately turned around. Seeing the man standing behind her, she put down the letter, turned around and threw herself into his arms.

She hugged his neck and cried, "Why did you come back just now?"

I've been gone for so long and there's still no news.

She could only comfort herself that no news was good news.

But when she really saw Shang Nanchen, she couldn't control her emotions for a long time and she completely collapsed.

Jingxian thought she was strong and would not shed tears.

But she was wrong.

She will.

It's just that she had never met someone she could rely on, trust, and let herself be willful.

"Sorry I'm late!"

Shang Nanchen locked the door, hugged Jing Xian and couldn't wait to bite her.

He is very anxious.

Very rude too.

Kind of domineering and wild.

The feeling of being in control of her made her feel flustered and excited.

Jing Xian's eyes were red as she clung to her arm, and was protected by him from behind.

They hugged each other tightly.

It seems that only in this way can we truly feel each other's presence.

Jing Xian leaned into his arms and asked, "Why did you take so long this time?"

"Although our superiors don't require a military parade, we still have to conduct necessary exercises. All of this is in preparation for the exercises." Shang Nanchen has a good resume, but he wants better.

This time, it was also an affirmation of him by Commander Wei.

Commander Wei is almost 80 years old, and he wants to retire with honor, which can also pave the way for his son.

So I attach great importance to this training.

With the support of Commander Wei, Shang Nanchen had no worries.

Jing Xian didn't understand this, so she told him about her family's affairs: "I have been going to the countryside once a month recently, and the villagers have given me a lot of things. Although I only asked for herbs, they gave me a lot of things. Someone also gave me a wild rabbit. I made a pot of rabbit meat for the children. This time, the potato harvest was very good, much more than last year. I also planted carrots and sweet potatoes. Our peanuts are also very good. We harvested several sacks. When the time comes, we will press peanut oil to eat, so that we don't have to worry about oil at home."

Shang Nanchen was calculating in his mind how many peanuts could be produced from one mu of land. At best, it would be about 400 to 500 kilograms. This was still very good land.

He did not discourage Jingxian's enthusiasm.

He agreed with everything she said.

The two of them were lying on the kang in broad daylight. Jingxian's body was pink and looked so pitiful.

Shang Nanchen had rested enough, so he pulled her aside to have a deeper conversation.

“The kids are coming back.”

Jing Xian pushed him, but Shang Nanchen remained unmoved. He even glanced at the time and said, "It's still early!"

It's time to cook dinner.

"Don't worry, I'll go in a minute."

“…”

Forget it, just let him be!

It's not easy for him either.

Jing Xian's soft-hearted fate was to lie on the kang and give orders from a distance. She wanted to go, but she had no strength, so Shang Nanchen volunteered to cook.

"Millet rice?"

"OK."

Shang Nanchen went to make millet rice and picked some beans and put them there for later use.

There was not enough firewood in the house, so he got up and went to the closet. He was shocked to see the closet was full of firewood.

He counted the sacks silently, then came back and asked Jing Xian, "What are those sacks in the closet? Why are there so many of them?"

"Oh, those are all peanuts. We have a bumper crop of peanuts this time. Everyone on the farm was amazed. Some people even came to ask me for tips, and I told them the truth. In the end, I left them a lot of seeds so they could try planting them on a piece of land."

Jing Xian spoke so calmly, as if she really was innocent.

Shang Nanchen regained his voice after a while and asked, "Do you know how many bags those are?"

"About twenty bags! About a thousand kilograms in total. I'm not sure, it was the people at the farm who told me after seeing it." Jing Xian said to Shang Nanchen, "It's a pity that everyone doesn't grow peanuts. A lot of oil can be extracted from them. Unfortunately, it's not a grain, and everyone has to grow grain."

Jing Xian said, "In fact, the millet we have is pretty good. I see that the ears are big and long. The big black millet should be able to produce a lot of millet. If it produces a lot, we won't have to buy millet to eat."

"How much millet can be produced from that little piece of land?" Shang Nanchen thought she was overthinking it.

"We'll know when the harvest comes." Jing Xian thought to herself, you will definitely be shocked. "By the way, you came back late, and you didn't even get to eat the corn that was cooked at home."

“It will be the same next year.”

Shang Nanchen felt that Jing Xian was really different from other people. No one was willing to cook corn. They would wait until the corn was ripe and then eat it as food.

"Our corn is also very big. Do you want to go to the backyard and take a look?"

How big can corn be? Aren't all corns the same?

When Shang Nanchen went to the toilet in the backyard, he subconsciously glanced at the corn and then looked at the other corns in shock.