The Pretty Military Wife

The beginning of the new year means spring has arrived, so this time when they went to the city, in addition to getting a physical examination, they focused on visiting the agricultural supplies point of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Liang Xinyue planned to wait for the snow to melt and the ground to thaw before continuing to reclaim the land.

The first batch of better land this year will be used to grow vegetables. First, the vegetables grown will be sold to the group. This will not only solve the problem of food for the group, but also allow me to earn some income as soon as possible.

It takes longer to grow crops, and income only comes half a year later. If people can’t see income, they will lose their enthusiasm for work.

If the land is of poor quality after being reclaimed, soybeans should be planted first. Planting soybeans can fertilize the land. If you plant them for two years in a row, the land will become of very good quality.

Make bricks without straw.

They asked, but the other party replied indifferently:

"Have you ever farmed? Where can you buy seeds? Whose seeds are not saved by themselves?"

There are no seeds for sale in the almighty supply and marketing cooperatives. If you only come across farmers selling them in the county town, there will definitely not be many. You have to come across them to get them.

Liang Xinyue slapped her forehead. In this era, there was no place specifically for breeding.

Thinking back to the memories of my previous life, whether it was the Liang family or the Zhou family, they all kept some vegetable seeds for themselves.

For example, for radishes, I would leave two in the ground and wait for them to grow, bloom and finally bear fruit. Then I would cut them and bring them home, tie them up and hang them under the eaves.

When it’s time to plant the seeds next year, they take it down from under the eaves, peel off the seeds and sow them directly on the ground.

This really stumped Liang Xinyue.

The few vegetable seeds we bought last year were also sold by some farmers in exchange for salt money. Now we need to open up such a large area of ​​land, where can we buy them?

Liang Xinyue was so worried about this that she went home.

During the meal, Zhou Guoliang saw that Liang Xinyue seemed to be worried about something, so he asked her what was wrong.

Liang Xinyue also briefly talked about her current problems.

I have signed a lease contract with Lao Xu.

The contract was signed almost entirely according to Liang Xinyue's idea. Old Xu said that the land was empty anyway, and if something could be grown on it, it would be the credit of these military wives.

Although it is said to be a lease, the group hardly collects any rent. In the words of Lao Xu, that is capitalism and we don’t do that. If you want to plant, then plant. The purpose of signing this agreement is to give you peace of mind.

In this way, Liang Xinyue guaranteed that all the grains and vegetables grown would be supplied to the regiment first.

Lao Xu agreed at that time, but Liang Xinyue could see that Lao Xu didn't take it seriously. Maybe he thought that Liang Xinyue and the others were just looking for something to do, so he agreed anyway.

But the competitive Liang Xinyue decided to grow something.

If the vegetables in my backyard hadn't been damaged by the snow, I could have saved some of them for planting, but that's no longer possible.

Zhou Guoliang thought for a moment and said:

"The supply and marketing cooperatives don't have it, so it's only in the hands of farmers. But it's still more than 20 miles from here to the farmers outside the mountains, and you may not be able to buy much if you go out and buy it."

That is, not only can you not be sure how much you can buy, but you also have to be careful about being cheated by speculators.

Liang Xinyue felt a little regretful. If she had known that seeds could not be purchased in large quantities, she should have used both the land in the backyard and Gu Sanding's backyard for breeding last year.

These two plots of land should be enough for breeding in the first year.

Zhou Guoliang came up with an idea:

"How about this, I'll write a letter to Liang Jun and ask him to buy some for you back home. It's freezing here, so it's not that early to plant. You can just wait for him to send it."

Liang Xinyue's eyes lit up. Yes, let the eldest brother go to exchange it, and don't tell him to buy it. Private transactions will be criticized by others.

"I'll write it."

Liang Xinyue was happy. She immediately spread out the paper and prepared to write a letter. Zhou Guoliang looked at her suspiciously and said:

"Can you write?"

Tsk tsk, who are you looking down on?

Liang Xinyue's smug expression turned into an awkward smile after meeting Zhou Guoliang's probing gaze:

"Of course I can write. Back then...back then, when my brother and you were studying, he carried me on his back. I also studied."

Liang Xinyue's unreasonable words made Zhou Guoliang think of when he was in school, Liang Jun always carried a skinny child on his back, and that was the girl in front of him.

Zhou Guoliang smiled as he thought about it:

"Are you sure it wasn't you who was sleeping on Liang Jun's back and drooling, making Liang Jun's shoulders wet? Hahaha, you weren't still following the teacher's book in your sleep, were you?"

It's rare that Zhou Guoliang would make fun of Liang Xinyue.

Liang Xinyue was so angry that she raised her hand and hit Zhou Guoliang. The waiter also followed suit and ran over to hug Zhou Guoliang's legs as if he were a pendant, shouting:

"Don't bully your aunt."

Yaya was so angry that she snorted and shouted:

"Uncle Zhou, Auntie can read and she told us stories about reading."

When Zhou Guoliang saw that he had caused the public outrage, he quickly reached out to hug Liang Xinyue, fearing that she would hurt him if she moved too violently.

"Be good, be good, I'm not laughing at you. I was just thinking about my childhood."

Then he said to Yaya and Xiaoer:

"Your aunt was very well behaved and obedient when she was little."

Yaya immediately said:

'I am also very obedient.'

"Yes, Yaya is very obedient. She is very well behaved."

Liang Xinyue struggled a little embarrassedly:

"Let go. I need to write a letter."

Zhou Guoliang returned to the table with the person and the pendant in his arms:

"Come on, come on, write it."

The waiter then let go of Zhou Guoliang and hurriedly climbed onto the kang:

"Aunt, come and write on the small table. It's warm here."

The two little ones climbed onto the kang nimbly, and Liang Xinyue also took a pencil and letter paper and went up onto the kang.

Zhou Guoliang looked at the lamp hanging in the middle of the room:

"How about I bring this light cord over to you, so that you can have more light here."

Zhou Guoliang did what he said. He pulled over a long bench and started to pull the lamp cord to the surface facing the kang.

Then he asked Yaya to bring the hammer and nail the lamp cord to the lookout board.

After finishing all these, he lowered his head to look at Liang Xinyue who was writing a letter seriously.

You wouldn’t know until you see it, Liang Xinyue’s handwriting is very good.

Zhou Guoliang dared to say that, apart from a few educated people in the regiment’s confidential office and Political Commissar Xu, this was the person who wrote the best handwriting he had ever seen.

It's not that he discriminates against women, he just thinks this is the best female writer.

Zhou Guoliang was stunned:

"No, Xinyue, you don't look like someone who has only studied with Liang Jun."

You can tell at a glance that this character was written with serious study.

Liang Xinyue snorted and said:

"You only remember me drooling on my brother's back, but I was educated, too."

Zhou Guoliang smiled and said, yes, Xinyue was five or six years younger than him. When he grew up, how could the boys look at a little girl?

Aren’t they all grown-up girls?

What's more, Zhou Guoliang left his hometown at the age of seventeen, so if he didn't know, he wouldn't know.

But now that he discovered that his wife could write so well, Zhou Guoliang felt like he had received a pleasant surprise.