Chapter 73 He's alive! He's alive!
After everyone at the door left.
Zhou Jiuzhen then let Ling Huanwu, who was in a hurry to leave the house, go out.
At the door.
After finishing the last mouthful of peanut soup in her bowl, Ling Huanwu still had half a flatbread left in her hand, which she couldn't finish. So she handed it to Zhou Jiuzhen, saying, "We can't waste food. Could you eat the rest of the flatbread for me? I need to go to the fields to see if there's any way to salvage it."
"How could you only eat such a small amount?"
Zhou Jiuzhen quickly grabbed her and used his rough fingertips to wipe away the crumbs from the corner of her lips. "When you lose weight, people will say that I'm tall and strong, but I've made my wife thin."
Ling Huanwu smacked her lips; she really didn't like eating plain flatbread, it was tasteless.
She dared not take out too many things from the space, for fear that he would become suspicious.
She simply shrugged, feigning dissatisfaction, "Who told me to marry such a rough man like you? I live a miserable life every day, my mouth tastes bland, and my life is tasteless, humph!"
Seeing Zhou Jiuzhen staring blankly at half a flatbread, seemingly questioning his existence, she quickly grabbed her cloth bag and made a hasty retreat.
She wasn't in the mood to eat right now; she was just joking around with him and getting on with her business.
When she arrived at the rice paddy, the production team leader was already organizing people to go down into the field and pull out the rice that was half rotten, in order to prevent the rotten roots from spreading to the entire paddy field.
Water slowly flows out of the drainage ditch.
A group of people went to the fields.
Ling Huanwu watched as the nearly ripe rice stalks were pulled up and discarded, her heart aching as if it were being roasted on fire.
The production team leader comforted her for a few words, then went to the fields to pull up rice.
She was anxious and wanted to search the space again to see if there was any way to cure the rice root rot and solve the current predicament.
Looking at the stinking stone toilet not far away, Ling Huanwu pinched her nose and rushed in, completely unaware that two big men were gradually approaching the toilet where she was.
In the restroom, Ling Huanwu immediately entered the space and began searching through the pile of books.
After searching for a long time without finding any books on the relevant crops, she collapsed to the ground in despair.
Her gaze suddenly shifted upwards, and she finally realized something was wrong.
A door suddenly appeared in the originally enclosed space.
Unable to contain her curiosity, Ling Huanwu mustered her courage and grasped the doorknob.
The moment you push open the old wooden door with its verdigris-covered door knocker, a world that seems frozen in time suddenly appears before you.
It turns out there is an endless space beyond this space.
The faded blue bricks underfoot gleamed with a warm light, and the boundless space, free of walls, seemed completely isolated from the hustle and bustle outside.
She took a few steps forward in a daze, and a pool of spiritual spring suddenly appeared before her eyes.
The spring water, like the frost and snow sealed away throughout the winter night, shimmered with a cold, bluish light, and pearl-like bubbles occasionally rose from its surface.
Ling Huanwu leaned closer to the spring water and took a look.
But the splashing water landed on the cracked old pottery jar by the pool, and surprisingly, it caused the originally dry pottery jar to grow lush green moss.
As I dipped my fingertips into the spring, a cool sensation, accompanied by the familiar scent of wheat, washed over me.
Ling Huanwu scooped up a handful of spring water and sprinkled it on the ground. The withered grass on the ground instantly perked up, as if dead trees had come back to life, and instantly turned lush and green.
This scene, which resembled a miracle, was both breathtaking and magnificent.
In an instant, as if struck by a knock, the mist dissipated, and an idea immediately formed in Ling Huanwu's mind.
She didn't understand how the spiritual spring outside was created, but this kind of spiritual spring that could restore the vitality of plants must be a blessing from heaven.
Without thinking twice, she quickly reopened the door and went back inside. She found a plastic bucket in the limited space, about the size of a playground, filled it with more than half a bucket of spiritual spring water, and left the space, reappearing in the toilet.
She had just stepped out of the restroom, panting, when she saw two tall figures blocking the exit, arguing.
"I got here first, what are you waiting for?"
"Is this toilet yours? I can wait as long as I want. You're so dense you can't even get your brains warm from eating shit. Go find your wife!"
"Who are you calling a married woman?!"
"I'm just going to curse at you, so what? You want to hit me?"
Zhou Shuyao and Qin Jinshen argued back and forth at the narrow entrance to the toilet, blocking Ling Huanwu's only way out.
"If you two want to argue, can't you go into the men's room? If you want to eat shit, go in there and eat it. It's warm inside this morning. Get out of here!"
Ling Huanwu, overwhelmed by the heavy bucket of water and unable to escape the stench, burst into a tirade of curses.
The two who had been arguing fiercely at the door finally saw the petite figure emerging from the restroom, and immediately stopped fighting and fawned over her like lackeys.
"Sister-in-law, let me help you carry it. What do you want to do with it?"
"Comrade Ling, let me bring it up. After all, he's your uncle. If everyone sees this, they'll start gossiping, saying that his own wife is still in prison, yet he's still running around trying to curry favor with his sister-in-law!"
"You're the one making things up! You're a shameless child groom who followed me all the way here, and you're still making things up about me..."
They stopped fighting for just two seconds, then resumed their verbal sparring.
Ling Huanwu had no idea what the two were arguing about or why they were arguing.
I felt like I was sandwiched between the two of them, and my head was buzzing from all the noise.
Fortunately, the two left her some way this time. She quickly crawled out from under their spittle and insults, and ran with the water to the production team leader.
"Captain, last night I remembered an agricultural expert in the city mentioning a formula that can revive dying crops. I just gathered all the herbs and prepared this bucket of water. Could we ask everyone to stop pulling up the rotten rice and try this method first?"
Ling Huanwu, panting as she carried the water, still managed to finish speaking in one breath, looking at the production team leader with hopeful eyes.
Unable to explain to others that this was a magical spring that could revive withered trees, she could only try this method of lying.
Will this work?
The production team leader hesitated as he looked at the water in the bucket, which was no different from well water.
But when he thought about how Ling Huanwu had helped the villagers these days, frequently sending meat, rice, and clothes to families who couldn't afford meat, he couldn't help but think about it.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, since things are already like this, let's just try anything, even if it's a long shot?"
Ling Huanwu immediately beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly.
Soon, the villagers who had been pulling up rice stopped, and some even reluctantly planted the pulled rice back into the soil.
Water that was not contaminated by the pesticide was re-injected into the paddy fields.
Ling Huanwu took a gourd ladle and added a few scoops of spiritual spring water to each paddy field to dilute it.
Just then, Xu Amei, Gao Huimei, and a group of aunties from the family compound came to the production team's toilet to relieve themselves because the toilets in the family compound were crowded.
When they passed by the paddy fields, they heard that Ling Huanwu was going to use her homemade medicine to revive the rice that had died more than halfway through the fields, and they all gathered around to watch.
"Commander Zhou's wife, you've caused the entire production team to work hard for months without any harvest. The villagers aren't blaming you, so why are you still causing trouble here?"
"Exactly, does he think he's Guanyin Bodhisattva every day? He can grow vegetables and farm, and now he wants to revive the half-dead rice. Why don't you say you can cure those kids in the village who eat dirt and be their savior?"
"Commander Zhou is really unlucky to have married such a shrewd and capable wife."
"Oh dear, we have to be understanding of her. She's just a city girl who loves to show off. If she could bring the rice in the fields back to life, I'd run to the toilet and eat shit upside down, hahaha..."
Just as the women from the family compound finished laughing on the edge of the field, the excited voices of the villagers rose and fell, completely drowning out their jeers.
"He's alive! He's alive!"
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