Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

Arriving at Sijiawa Zituner, Han Mingxiu went directly to his uncle's house.

Her uncle's name is Wang Wenyuan, who is in his forties this year. He is a lame man, not a congenital lame man. He fell off a tree and broke his leg when he was a child. lame.

Because of the lameness, my uncle married a wife in her thirties, and she married a widow with a child, that is, Han Mingxiu's current aunt.

The man before the aunt died on the battlefield, and their son was not born when the sacrifice was made. After the aunt had been filial to her man for three years, she was introduced and married to the uncle. The two also gave birth to a son and a daughter. A child, a daughter named Wang Haixing, one year older than Han Mingxiu, is a tall and handsome girl.

His son's name is Wang Yingming, and his nickname is Big Chaos. He is only nine years old this year. He is a scrupulous boy. "Big Chaos" sounds similar to an indecent organ, so the word "zi" is omitted, and he is called "big chaos".

However, Da Ran himself is very opinionated about the name. Whoever calls him Da Ran will refute a few words with his neck stuck in his neck. Unfortunately, no one listens to him as a little brat, and he still screams in chaos, so much so that people who know him now. No one knew what his big name was, anyway, they called him chaos.

There is also the cousin brought by my aunt. He was taken back by his grandmother shortly after his aunt gave birth to the chaos. He has been raised by his grandmother since then. Later, I heard that after graduating from high school, he went to the northern frontier to work as the most dangerous and most lethal job. I have gone to a respected profession, and I heard that because of my good performance and outstanding ability, I was promoted to work at a young age.

When Han Mingxiu's mother was still alive, she brought Han Mingxiu to her uncle's house several times, but her mother never ate at her uncle's house. Every time she came, she came in a hurry, sat and talked for a while and then left in a hurry. My aunt's family is poor and doesn't want to eat their food.

After a few times, Han Mingxiu was unwilling to come to his uncle's house again.

It is quite a long way to say, she is a delicate and soft little girl, it is not easy to get here, but before she can breathe out, she has to go back again, without food, Who can take it?

Therefore, she lived to be fifteen years old, and she went to her uncle's house less than ten times!

Sister Hai Xing'er and Da Chao from my aunt's house always go to their house. They are quite familiar with Han Mingxiu and get along well.

As for the cousin who is not related by blood, that is, the son brought by his aunt at the beginning, Han Mingxiu has no impression at all. They have never seen each other since she remembered, so in Han Mingxiu's heart , that person is a zero, which can be ignored.

"Is Uncle at home?"

Outside the uncle's house, Han Mingxiu shouted loudly.

"Third sister, why are you here?"

The youngest son of the uncle's family got out of nowhere, and when he saw that it was Han Mingxiu, he screamed with a fuss.

Han Mingxiu looked at his tanned cousin, smiled and said, "It's New Year's Eve, I'm here to see my uncle and aunt, and I'll see you by the way, hehe, I haven't seen you for a year, you've grown up in a big mess! "

The chaos raised his chest proudly and said, "That's right, I'm the tallest in our class."

"What about studying? Isn't studying the best?" Han Mingxiu deliberately teased him, asking him hatefully.

The chaotic smile suddenly collapsed, "Third sister, it's cold outside, come in and talk..." With that, he pushed open the door and led Han Mingxiu in.

Han Mingxiu smiled and followed the chaos into the room.

In the room, my aunt was sitting on the kang to put the soles of her shoes. When she saw Han Mingxiu come in, she said in surprise, "Xiu, why are you here?"

In the impression of my aunt Zhang Shuzhen, this nephew and daughter has been slack since she was a child, and she does not like to visit relatives and friends. Over the years, the number of times she has visited her house has been less than ten times, and every time it is brought by her sister-in-law. Wake up, she has never been to her house alone once.

Han Mingxiu took off the scarf on her head, sat down on the edge of the kang very familiarly, put the basket aside, and said, "It's New Year's Eve, I came to see my uncle and my aunt, and I branded a few for you. A pumpkin pie."

As he spoke, he lifted the tarpaulin that covered the basket, revealing the pot of golden pumpkin pie inside.

Aunt and Dalian looked at the pot of oily and golden pumpkin pie, and their eyes widened. Dalian swallowed a mouthful of saliva in dissatisfaction.

"Look at you, come here, what else do you bring? You're not spacious, so what can you eat next year?" The aunt complained, and really felt sorry for Han Mingxiu. oil.

This child is too good to live. How can you use this oil for pancakes? Look, the pancakes are so oily. How much oil does it take? She feels sorry for her!

Han Mingxiu smiled and said, "It's okay, in addition to the three kilograms of meat that I distributed this year, I also bought five kilograms of meat. I rely on a large pot of oil. I am the only one in my family, so it must be enough to eat."

In fact, she also relied on a small pot of oil. The small pot for oil was not much bigger than the bowl, and it didn't have much oil at all, but if she didn't say that, her aunt would definitely not accept her pumpkin. So I had to tell a little lie to get this thing out of the way.

When my aunt heard that she still had a big pot of oil, she thought that all her 8 catties of meat were all fat and depended on oil, so she was relieved.

However, she still instructed her to say something like 'If you have money, save some money and save yourself some money as a dowry'.

Han Mingxiu listened and agreed vaguely. When the aunt saw that she agreed, she felt relieved and said to Da Chao, "Da Chao, go to the production team and tell your father, and say that your sister Xiu is here. Tell him to come back soon."

Immediately after that, he shouted to Westinghouse, "Xiao Er, your beautiful sister is here, go and cook some hot water for your sister, keep her warm..."

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm shampooing my hair, come right away!" Wang Haixing's voice came from the Westinghouse. It was gentle and gentle. As soon as she heard her voice, she knew it was a soft-spoken girl.

"This child knows that he is poor and clean all day long, and his head is free of lice, so why do he wash his head?" The aunt complained, then turned her head and said to Han Mingxiu with a smile: "Don't worry about her, Xiu, come, take off your shoes. Sitting in the kang, the head of the kang is hot..."

"It's alright, I'm wearing a lot of clothes, and I'm not freezing..." Although Han Mingxiu said this, she obediently took off her cotton shoes and went to the kang, sat on the head of the kang, and chatted with her aunt...

Happy Qixi Festival!