Chapter 93

Jing Xian wanted to ask again, but Shang Nanchen didn't give her a chance.

In the second half of the night, she didn't know how she fell asleep. Before falling asleep, she was still wondering, are other couples like this?

When I was half asleep and half awake, I felt like I had forgotten something, but I couldn't remember what it was.

It was not until she woke up the next morning that she remembered that she had not told Shang Nanchen something.

"I'm worried that Liao Yu is petty and will say bad things about Song Ning because of the fifty yuan. Song Ning was the one who initiated the relationship between them. If gossip gets out, Song Ning's reputation will be ruined."

Girls nowadays care a lot about reputation.

If your reputation is bad, you won't be able to marry into a good family.

If you go out, people will point fingers at you and talk about you behind your back every day. If you are a soft-hearted, narrow-minded, and introverted girl, you might commit suicide.

Shang Nanchen said as he washed his face and wiped his hands: "Don't worry about this. Song Zheng is here. I will tell him about it."

"Is what you said last night true?" Jing Xian suddenly remembered something else, grabbed Shang Nanchen's wrist and asked in a low voice.

"Of course it's true."

Shang Nanchen squatted down to help light the fire, as if he didn't take it to heart, and it didn't look like this guy was happy about it at all.

"Your brother and sister are really under investigation?"

Jing Xian heard that Shang Nanchen's brother and sister both had good jobs. One married a good wife, and the other married a good husband's family. Their lives were much better than theirs.

"Xu Xiuying is mixed-race." After Shang Nanchen said this, Jing Xian understood.

It doesn’t matter that Xu Xiuying is mixed-race; what matters is that she is still a spy.

That would be impossible if the child she gave birth to was not strictly supervised.

Shang Nanchen thought of the purpose of Song Zheng's visit and looked at Jing Xian, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Jing Xian had no choice but to ask herself: "Do you have something to tell me?"

"It's not a big deal. Song Zheng just wants to plant some seeds. He has a cousin who is a secretary." Shang Nanche always spoke to the point.

The secretary is in charge of everything.

It's difficult to climb up.

But there is still hope.

But this hope will not fall from the sky, it requires outstanding political achievements.

I have to say that the Song family is really well-informed.

It had only been a short time since the seed incident was discovered, but the Song family knew about it, and Song Zheng even came directly to them, determined not to stop until he achieved his goal.

"Song Ning wants seeds, but I definitely don't have any here. Besides, our military region can't use up all the seeds. Song Zheng, instead of just standing here, why not write a document and take the initiative to apply to be a test field."

Shang Nanchen didn't expect that Jing Xian had the same idea as him.

He looked at Jing Xian with admiration in his eyes, "That's a good idea."

Jingxian had heard of such things in her previous life, otherwise she would not have thought of this.

She paused and said, "Besides, I am also responsible for this matter. I can't guarantee that those seeds can grow better food."

Jingxian was being modest.

The seeds she created using her supernatural powers were indeed much better than the seeds we have now.

In the end times, seeds that originally needed to be improved through various experiments and several years can now be improved by plant-based mutants using their superpowers to stimulate the best genes in the seeds. Because superpowers can stimulate the birth of seeds, there is no need to wait for several months, which greatly shortens the test cycle.

The same crop, with different seeds, can be improved into different varieties through artificial pollination.

Bad genes are eliminated bit by bit, and the seeds left at the end are cold-resistant, drought-resistant, and high-yield varieties. One piece of land can support tens of millions of people in the entire base.

Jingxian has done this work before, and is now adept at improving seeds.

You may even avoid taking many detours.

However, she couldn't reveal that she had supernatural powers.

"What is the approximate output?" Shang Nanchen felt it necessary to ask clearly.

Jingxian Hand

Pointing to Wei Dun, he said naturally, "You also know that when ordinary people save seeds, they will not choose the small corn that has not yet grown into a full kernel. This piece of land in our backyard may be the first time that someone has planted corn. In addition, when I bought the seeds, I also carefully selected them. Whether it is raising seedlings or applying fertilizer, even the distance between corns is very particular. If the yield of such corn is not good, then there is a problem."

Shang Nanchen knew that she was good at farming, but he didn't expect there was so much to say about it.

"There are also our potatoes and peanuts. The land we reclaimed is not a hill or a hillside, but good land. It's just too remote and no one grows crops there. The land has been very fertile for so many years, so it's reasonable that the yield is good. Moreover, the seeds produced from these good lands are naturally better than the previous seeds. It's reasonable that the yield will be a little higher than the previous seeds. I don't know how much higher it is."

Shang Nanchen watched her quibbling quietly, thinking that other people's potatoes were not as good as the ones you grow.

Jing Xian looked at Shang Nanchen innocently, with an expression that said, "I just don't know what you can do to me."

"You mean, production will definitely increase?"

"Anyway, the seeds are definitely better than the previous ones. If we plant them this year, it's better to save some seeds." Jing Xian said vaguely, "We only have a small private plot of land. If it weren't for the big yard, we wouldn't be able to eat vegetables every day, let alone grow corn in the backyard. I'm not a great god who can conjure seeds out of thin air."

"By the way, do you want some flour for the wheat at home?" Shang Nanchen asked her.

Jing Xian shook her head: "No more powder, I'll save that little bit of wheat for planting next year."

"The leader talked to me yesterday and said that he wanted you to be the instructor and teach everyone how to farm next year. I didn't agree to this for you, I just said I'll ask you when I get back."

Shang Nanchen was also slowly changing, from being the only one making decisions at the beginning to asking Jing Xian for her opinion later.

If it were him in the past, he would definitely agree to it for Jingxian and tell her to go there next year.

Jing Xian thought that she was not following the usual way of farming, but she could teach the soldiers how to farm. Speaking of farming, the old lady Wu next door knew more than her.

“I actually farm based on my feelings.”

Shang Nanchen raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you talk to me about this before?"

"Well, you still don't allow me to be humble? If your leaders still think so next year, I will go over to help." At most, when breeding, she would take care of all the seeds.

She just couldn't believe that such seeds could not grow well?

Shang Nanchen smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'll tell the leader that you agree."

"I originally planned to use more land as a test field to research new seeds. Now, the entire military region's land has become my test field."

Jingxian was quite happy.

She thought she would have to wait a long time for this opportunity.

"Everyone knows that you are good at farming. No matter how tired you are every day, you go to the fields to check on them. Everyone sees it." This is also the reason why other people did not think that there was anything wrong with Jing Xian.

Jingxian also makes feces into fertilizer. Her little private plot is her treasure.

If the yield from the fields tended in this way is still poor, then the other fields will be even worse.

Jing Xian thought to herself that in order to avoid being exposed in the future, she had made many preparations in advance, for she was afraid that one day someone would find out that she produced too much of what she grew, which would arouse suspicion.

"It's my own land, and everything I grow is mine. Do you think I wouldn't care?"

Jing Xian felt heartbroken when she thought about how she had so much millet, but in the end only one bag was left, and people used the excuse of giving it to her as seeds.

"Do you know how many years we can eat all that millet? If we eat as much as we want, it will be enough for our family to eat for three years. Now it's all gone, and everything we eat costs money."

I can’t think about it. I feel suffocated when I think about Jing Xian.

She wasn't that great after all.

Sometimes, she felt that she was being too idealistic.

The country is so poor, her seeds are not even enough to fill the gaps between our teeth.

It seems that next year, she may have to devote herself to it.

In other words, the key is to ensure a bumper harvest of the grains she is responsible for and to improve the seeds.

on Monday.

Jing Xian went to the hospital to work. She found someone familiar. After a closer look, she found Liao Yu walking in from outside with a bruised face. He was covering his face with his hands, but the bruises at the corners of his mouth were still visible.

Tsk, I don’t know who beat him.

At noon, Jing Xian ran into Song Ning in the cafeteria and told Xu Ning about this.

Xu Ning sneered: "You deserve it!"

A grown man clearly doesn't want to marry a lesbian, but he still wants to keep her hanging, just for a bite of something delicious. Not only is he shortsighted, but he's also quite a jerk.

If it were Xu Ning, she would want to beat him hard with a stick.

"I really don't know which hero can help me get rid of this bad feeling." Xu Ning took a bite of tofu fiercely and it felt like gnashing his teeth.

Jing Xian also had a good appetite: "I'll tell Song Ning about this when I get back. Will Song Ning be sad?"

"Feeling sorry? She must be feeling sorry for the fact that she has lost her pig heads every day." Xu Ning was not really mocking Song Ning.

Jing Xian: “…”

"We still have a lot of peanuts at home," Jing Xian said.

Xu Ning frowned: "You want to make halogen peanuts?"

"Well, I have this plan. This can be kept for a long time. When the weather gets cold, I will blanch a pot for her and she will eat it for a long time." Jing Xian was still thinking that it would be a good time to blanch it when she got home in the evening.

The weather is getting colder, so we need to heat up the kang at home.

Just something to add.

Jingxian starts brining peanuts when she gets home from get off work. When the kids come home from playing outside, they can't move their legs when they smell the aroma. Li Yu has already learned it. He takes out a dollar from his pocket and asks Jingxian hesitantly.

"Master, do you have a lot of peanuts? Are you selling them? Can I buy some to take back?"

Jing Xian asked him, "How much do you want to buy?"

Li Yu, who had just tasted a few salted peanuts, was about to go back and ask his father to reimburse him, so he said loudly: "Buy one dollar. I made this for my dad as a snack."

"Good boy."

Jing Xian smiled and called Damao over: "Go get a bag of peanuts for Li Yu."

Not a sack, but a bag.

A bag with the shell weighs about ten pounds.

Peanuts and melon seeds were sold with coupons, which made them hard to buy. There were very few people like Jingxian who were willing to grow their own crops. There was not enough food, so everyone grew food to fill their stomachs.

In the eyes of farmers, peanuts and melon seeds are completely useless.

Li Yu happily walked away carrying the cloth bag.

"Go and deliver something to your aunt Song Ning and aunt Xu Ning." After dinner, Jing Xian sent the children to deliver the things.

She found her backpack and took out the plaster she had made earlier and put it in.

Shang Nanchen came in from outside and saw her packing her things, so he asked, "Why are you packing this? Did someone buy it from you?"

"Send it to the fellow villagers."

Jingxian is going to the countryside again tomorrow. She estimates that the villagers will need more plasters after they have used them, so she plans to make some more.

Now the pharmacy in the hospital also has plasters, and they sell quite well. Some people come here to buy two plasters when they have back pain or leg pain. For example, Wu Zhanfu had a problem with his legs before, and after he recovered, he always carried Jingxian's ointment with him wherever he went.

The plasters in the hospital pharmacy were made by her for the hospital, so she felt more at ease with the high salary she received.

In the morning, Jing Xian got up early and was about to ride a bicycle.

As soon as she left the house, she saw a car parked outside. Shang Nanchen was sitting in the car and said, "I'll take you there."

"You don't have to take me there specially. I can go there by myself now." Jing Xian planned to ride a bicycle there to avoid being seen by others and being reported by others for taking Shang Nanchen to the countryside.

Shang Nanchen said, "It's on the way, come up."

"It's really on the way?"

Shang Nanchen frowned, and Jing Xian put the car back and got in obediently.

Sitting in the car, Jing Xian said, "Don't think I'm nagging. You got promoted too quickly. Many people must be jealous. You are driving to pick me up now.

If I go to the countryside and someone reports me, it will affect your future. Besides, you have a father who is holding you back. If you make a mistake, you will lose everything!"

Shang Nanchen said with a smile: "What are you thinking about all day long? It's not that complicated. I really have something to do this time, and I'm just sending you there on the way, don't worry. I'm fine for a while."

He looked at Jing Xian meaningfully.

Jing Xian belatedly pointed at herself and asked him, "Are you saying that I can still play a role?"

"You underestimate yourself too much. Your talent in farming is what is most lacking now. Without food, the whole country is hungry. You can improve this situation by farming. Do you think they can let me go?"

We don’t know what the situation is outside, so it’s safer in the army.

With the troops protecting her, Jing Xian will be safe.

Jingxian is going to the countryside by herself today. Even if he doesn't come, the higher-ups will know about it and ask him to send her off.

What's more, he really has something to do.

This was the first time in Jing Xian's life that someone paid so much attention to her, and she felt a little overwhelmed.

My eyes are still red.

Shang Nanchen parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and asked her: "Are you scared? If you are scared, I will help you refuse..."

"No, no need. This is the first time I feel like I'm quite important." It was the first time she realized that she was not a cheap bargaining chip, but a very important person.

It's just a little bit unbelievable suddenly.

Shang Nanchen wiped her tears with amusement, held her in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "You are very important."

Jingxian is not a hypocritical person, she just got emotional for a moment and couldn't control herself.

"I'm fine now, drive quickly and don't delay your work."

Shang Nanchen had no choice but to continue driving.

When they arrived at the place, Jing Xian went to see the old lady of the Tian family.

The old lady's leg has healed.

The old man had his hair neatly combed, and was wearing a patched but clean jacket. He held his grandson's hand and brought a basket of dried mushrooms to place in front of Jingxian.

"Doctor Jing, you must accept this. This is a token of my appreciation. You saved my life, which also means you saved Dabao's life. You are the benefactor of our family."

Mrs. Tian insisted on keeping the mushrooms.

Jing Xian has no choice but to accept it.

After a while, Tang Hui's husband also brought a wild rabbit, left it and left.

Tang Hui stood behind him and said with a smile, "Doctor Jing, can you take my pulse?"

"Okay, sit down."

Jing Xian was taking Tang Hui's pulse and suddenly looked at her in surprise.

Tang Hui said embarrassedly: "Please don't dislike this rabbit. Even if you don't want it, we can't eat it. I can't eat rabbit in this state. If you eat rabbit, the baby you give birth to will have three-petal lips."

"That's superstition." Jing Xian reminded her.

Tang Hui said: "Dr. Jing, thank you so much. You saved our family's lives."

Many people left their things behind, but Jingxian didn't want any. However, the villagers just put their things down and left.

Jing Xian had no choice but to leave the things with the captain, who said, "Don't say you can't take them. We all saw you came here by car."

When Shang Nanchen came to pick up Jingxian, he saw a lot of things piled around Jingxian.

He asked in surprise, "Did you buy all this?"

Jing Xian said, "I wish I had bought it."

Shang Nanchen saw Jing Xian's helpless look, and smiled as he loaded the things into the car: "We'll be here for a few years, and you can come here to treat the fellow villagers in the future. If they give you things again, just tell them that you won't come again if they want to give you things again."

Jing Xian was a little sleepy. She yawned twice as soon as she got in the car and fell asleep leaning back in the chair before she could say three sentences.

Shang Nanchen tried his best to drive the car steadily.

When we got home, it was dark.

Shang Nanchen carried Jing Xian into the house, only to find that Jing Xian had woken up.

She sat up and looked around blankly before realizing that she was now at home.

"I'll cook." She said

Just go to the ground.

Shang Nanchen said: "You don't have to move, the children have prepared the meal."

The four boys were very sensible and even cooked.

I cooked some dumpling soup, heated up some noodle dumplings, and roughly cooked a pot of seafood.

Jing Xian looked at it and smiled.

She asked him, "So that's how we eat it?"

"OK."

The car does not need to be sent over at night, it can be parked at the gate.

A few days later, Jing Xian saw Shang Nanchen come back happily and hugged her immediately.

"Shang Chongling got divorced, and the child was left to Shang Yongchang. Shang Chongling was sent to the northernmost part. Shang Yueru also got divorced, but she has no child. She left with Shang Chongling this morning."

It's colder in the north than here.

Shang Chongling and Shang Yueru originally had bright futures, but they were all ruined because of Xu Xiuying.

I don't know whether they both hate Xu Xiuying.

"Do you think your father will remarry?" Jing Xian was quite curious.

Shang Nanchen sneered: "If he wants to marry, there must be someone who dares to marry him."

"That's hard to say."

A few days later, Shang Nanchen came back with a grim look on his face.

Jing Xian asked: "Aren't you very happy recently?"

"The old man is getting married."

"What, what the hell?"

Jing Xian thought she had heard wrongly.

She saw that Shang Nanchen looked unhappy, and this was true.

She asked, "Who is so stupid?"

"Qiuqin."

"The name Qiuqin sounds a little familiar." Jing Xian couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

"The babysitter."

Jing Xian: “…”

After a while, she said, "Your father is really not picky."

I can really eat Qiuqin's face.

"I guess he wants to raise the child."

Shang Nanchen sneered. He had known what kind of person the old man was. He had never thought that Xu Xiuying would harm him like this and send his two children to labor reform. He did not even hate Xu Xiuying.

Jing Xian saw through his thoughts at a glance, hugged him and whispered, "He probably hates you more than he hates that woman. It was you who brought someone home. He thinks you are taking revenge."

“I didn’t say I wasn’t taking revenge.”

Shang Nanchen has been investigating Xu Xiuying since he suspected that her death was related to his mother's death, hoping to find evidence against her. After finding the evidence, how could he let Xu Xiuying live a good life?

Not only Xu Xiuying, but also her descendants will be punished.

Shang Yongchang got married, and Shang Nanchen did not go.

The family continued to live their own lives.

The weather is getting colder, it's time to put on cotton clothes.

Jingxian took out the children's cotton-padded clothes and found that several of them were too small, so they had to be dismantled and remade. She made cotton-padded jackets for the children at home whenever she had time.

Last year, when our two children were still young, we mainly made cotton pants, which we produced very quickly.

She is an experienced person.

There are many children and many things to do this year, so Jingxian is a little slow.

It took more than ten days to make all the clothes for the children.

Shang Nanchen's clothes didn't need to be made by her, and she didn't need to make new ones for herself. But the baby in her belly might need clothes. It would be too late to prepare before giving birth next year.

Jingxian made a small pillow out of buckwheat husks and two large pockets so that if the child peed, he could dry it outside in the sun. She also prepared a lot of extra diapers.

Finally, I started making clothes for the baby in my belly.

Prepare several sets of clothes for children.

You can't just prepare one blanket.

Jingxian had never given birth to a child, so she could only ask Mrs. Wu next door. Mrs. Wu would come over to sit with her for a while every day and tell Jingxian what to prepare.

“Don’t eat too much, it will be difficult to give birth to a child when he grows up. For us women, giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell. Some people are unlucky and don’t make it, and may even take the baby with them.” Old Mrs. Wu was worried that Jing Xian was eating too much.

Jing Xian wrote it down carefully.

Mrs. Wu looked at her pale face and said with a smile, "Don't worry, just eat normally. No need to take supplements."

It's the 15th month.

That day, Jingxian was cooking Laba porridge.

This year, our family conditions are much better than last year, and the Laba Congee we make is also particularly rich.

Several children stayed at home and listened to the radio.

Suddenly, everyone heard a piece of news and was shocked, unwilling to believe it was true.

In the evening, Shang Nanchen came back in a hurry, said a few words and left again.

The atmosphere in the entire military region became depressing.

The children stopped going out to play.

Years ago, before Song Ning went home for the New Year, he bought a lot of things for Jing Xian.

"Take it back and eat it." Jing Xian didn't want it.

Song Ning said: "If you don't want me to wait for you to take it back, let Ms. Han Yumei take it back to her parents' home."

“…”

The only person who dislikes his own mother so much is Song Ning.

"I gave you a salted pig's head, kelp and other things. How are you going to take them back? Is your brother coming to pick you up, or are you and your sister-in-law going to go back by yourselves?" Jing Xian prepared a lot of things for Song Ning this year.

Song Ning said: "My brother is here to pick me up."

"Good."

Song Ning sneered: "What's good about that? He didn't plan to come. I told him you gave me two pig heads, and he said he wanted to take one away, so he came to pick me up."