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

"Oh, Xiu, why are you here?"

At the gate of Zhou's house, Aunt Zhou cried out in surprise when she saw Han Mingxiu who was carrying a basket.

Han Mingxiu looked around and whispered, "Auntie, let's go in and talk."

"Yes, yes, look at my memory, I forget everything when I am happy."

Aunt Zhou let her into the courtyard, stuck her head out again, looked around like a spy, and closed the door quickly after making sure no one was paying attention.

"Come on, Xiu, let's go into the house." Aunt Zhou took her hand affectionately and walked into the house together.

Han Mingxiu felt the feeling of being thin and hard in her hands, she glanced at Aunt Zhou, and said, "Auntie, I haven't seen you for half a month, why have you lost weight again? That's not good, you have to take care of your body. what!"

Aunt Zhou touched her emaciated cheek and said with a wry smile, "Why don't I know to take care of my body? But it has to be guaranteed. Now your Uncle Zhou is injured and can't move. I have to take time to take care of him, hey..." It's really too much to do!

She sighed and was embarrassed to tell this girl that the doctor also told Lao Zhou to give him more nutrition, but the two of them don't rely on others for food now, so where can they get supplements to supplement their nutrition?

Seeing that Lao Zhou's injury is not getting better, she is about to die in a hurry, but there is nothing you can do if you are in a hurry.

Doing so much work every day, but also bearing a heavy psychological burden, it is strange not to be haggard and thin.

It's just these words, she can only hold it in her stomach, but she can't tell Xiu girl that people kindly help them and lend them food. If she still reads Yang'er in front of them, saying that she needs to eat well and supplement nutrition or something. , let people hear it as if she was in charge of people asking for supplements, she doesn't have such a big face.

Besides, Xiu girl is just a country girl. She knows she has no money by looking at her clothes. It is not easy to give them dozens of corn sticks a month. How could she have the heart to ask for more?

After hearing her words, Han Mingxiu said, "The more difficult it is, the more you have to pay attention to protecting your body. Now the family is entirely up to you. If you fall down again, what will my Uncle Zhou do? Well, I'll buy some meat for you later, and you should also eat something good to replenish your body, otherwise you will overdraw your physical strength and you will break down sooner or later."

"Oh, this is not good, you are not rich yourself, we are very satisfied to be able to help us, but I can't ask you any more..." Aunt Zhou hurriedly declined.

Han Mingxiu said, "It's okay, I still have money. If I don't have money, I don't have the ability to help you."

Considering Lao Zhou's current physical condition, Aunt Zhou did not refuse Han Mingxiu any more. She followed behind Han Mingxiu and wiped her eyes quietly.

There are still many good people in this world!

In the house at this time, Zhou Xilong was sitting at the kang table and eating lunch. It was already past lunch time. It was just that Aunt Zhou was busy with work every day and didn't return from work until after 12 o'clock, which caused them to eat until noon now. meal.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm here."

After entering the room, Han Mingxiu happily greeted Zhou Xilong.

She has been to Zhou's house twice, and she is familiar with Zhou Xilong and his wife. After entering the house, as if returning to her own house, she put the basket on the ground, and then sat on the edge of the kang without being asked.

"The show is here, have you eaten? If you haven't, why don't you just eat here."

Zhou Xilong put down his chopsticks and looked at Han Mingxiu with a smile.

Han Mingxiu looked at the kang table. Their meals were very simple. There were only two bowls of porridge with rice and noodles. In the middle was a plate of stewed cabbage. The cabbage was stewed with white flowers. good to eat.

However, she still said cheerfully, "Okay, it just so happened that I didn't have lunch, so let's have a meal at your house."

"Haha, it's fine if you don't see the outside world, Fanghua, go and serve a bowl for Xiu'er." Uncle Zhou liked Han Mingxiu's ease, so he asked Aunt Zhou to get her bowls and chopsticks to serve porridge.

When Aunt Zhou heard this, her body froze slightly, but she quickly turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a while, she came out with a large bowl of porridge. The porridge was also a muddy porridge with rice and noodles, and there was a little black paste floating on it. It looked like it had been scraped from the iron pot.

"Xiu, Auntie doesn't know you're here today. If you don't do more, there's only a little left in the pot..." Aunt Zhou held the porridge bowl in her hand embarrassedly, "If you don't dislike it, Auntie's bowl I haven't eaten much yet, so I'll give you half a bowl."

Han Mingxiu said, "No, the porridge in your bowl is so thin that you can't eat enough by yourself. If you give me another half bowl, will you still have the strength to work in the afternoon? I just brought some steamed buns and steamed buns. Come on, auntie, take it to warm it up, let's eat it with steamed buns."

She got up and walked to the basket, lifted the lid, and took out a small pot of steamed buns and steamed buns inside.

A pot full of steamed buns, about a dozen or so, made Aunt Zhou's eyes straight.

You have to know that they work hard here for a month to get a pound of flour. Like these old steamed buns, they have to work for several months to earn it?