Professional Ethics of a Concubine

Autumn harvest is the top priority for every production team. During the autumn harvest, everyone has to work hard and rush to harvest and plant because the solar terms wait for no one.

If God is not kind and it rains during the autumn harvest, it will be half the life of the farmers.

Fortunately, there has been no rain during this year’s autumn harvest, and everyone is hoping that it won’t rain.

On the first day of the holiday, Xie Jin got up early in the morning. It was just daybreak and when he looked at the time, it was not yet 5 a.m.

"Tiedan, you got up so early." Lin Xuejun also got up early. Seeing his son-in-law got up, he grinned and said, "That's good. It's good to have such an attitude."

Xie Jin smiled and asked, "Shall we go to the fields and pick some corn now?"

"Yeah." Lin Xuejun nodded and asked Xie Jin to follow him outside to call other team members and arrange today's farm work.

The farm work assigned to Xie Jin was to break corn from one and a half acres of land. If he could finish the work in one day, he would be credited with full work.

One acre of land is not a small amount, but it is a bit challenging and requires hard work to complete the workload.

"You'd better work hard, everyone is looking at you." Lin Xuejun also mobilized Xie Jin's thoughts, asking him not to embarrass himself and Qingyu.

Xie Jin, ...

There is a competition for just breaking corn, and it has become a sense of honor!

You know what, he was really holding his breath, wanting to achieve some good results so that his uncles would shut up and stop talking nonsense about who is the big king and who is the small king.

So, Xie Jin plunged into the cornfield and picked the corns as if he was taking the enemy's head, snap, snap, one in each hand, one in each hand... quite quickly.

Moreover, when I first started to break this thing, I found it quite addictive and fun.

However, after breaking off a row of corn, Xie Jin felt his hands hurt and it was no longer fun. He also felt itchy and uncomfortable on his neck and face. At this time, he had only broken off one acre of land and had just started.

Xie Jin stood at the edge of the field, looked at the mountain of corn he was going to harvest today, and couldn't help but sigh.

Oh, just get down to work!

He didn't know how long he had been working when he heard Qingyu calling him from the field, "Xie Jin, Tiedan, come out for breakfast!"

"Okay, I'll be right there." Xie Jin responded immediately, quickly broke off two more ears of corn, and then crawled out of the cornfield.

Lin Qingyu looked at his dirty face, which was stained with corn leaves, and couldn't help but sighed in pain.

"Are you tired? You've suffered so much."

"I just treated it as a practice." Xie Jin said stubbornly, but he also smiled and comforted her, "Don't think I look miserable. Actually, my speed of cracking corn is getting faster. I also practiced my neck twisting technique."

Lin Qingyu,...

The skill you practiced is of no use to me!

But as long as you feel happy.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and face, eat something before you work. I'll help you for a while." Lin Qingyu gave him a wet towel, asked him to wipe his hands and face, gave him the prepared meal, and said with a smile.

"You have to eat with me, don't do it, the corn leaves are too prickly." Xie Jin said to her, he just felt sorry for her.

Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll just pick the ones on the ground and not go in. I'm free anyway, and this way I can talk."

Seeing that she wanted to break up, Xie Jin stopped talking. His Qingqing was not someone who could endure hardship, so she would not tire him out.

Indeed, Lin Qingyu only broke ten corns and then stopped, piled the corns aside, and sat opposite Xie Jin to watch him eat.

"You are really becoming more and more like a rough man." Lin Qingyu looked at him and said with a smile, "The more I see, the fresher and more interesting it becomes."

Xie Jin, ...

As long as you are satisfied!

-

After dinner, Xie Jin asked Lin Qingyu to go home with her sister-in-law first, and not to go back alone. He continued to work in the cornfield.

He didn't go home for lunch, and it was Lin Qingyu who brought him lunch.

Xie Jin was not the only one like this. During the autumn harvest, many people did not go home for lunch. Instead, they ate in the fields. After lunch, they would take a short rest and then continue to pick corn.

Xie Jin was young and strong, worked quickly, and knew how to use his brain to increase his speed. So, before the end of the day, he had finished harvesting all the corn on his one and a half acres of land.

"Good, good, good, good!" Lin Xuejun knew that he had finished his work, so he came over to inspect the results and patted him on the shoulder happily.

"Your speed in breaking corn ranks among the best in the commune. You can be recognized as an advanced worker later. Keep up the good work."

Xie Jin, "...Okay, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely bring you a big red flower."

"...The big red flower is not for me, it's your own honor!" Lin Xuejun glared at him, "Correct your attitude."

After scolding him, Lin Xuejun turned around and smiled.

This son-in-law is quite good at talking. No wonder his daughter and his wife are so happy because of him every day.

-

After working on the farm for ten days, Xie Jin's professional level of work was very good. Not only was his father-in-law Lin Xuejun very satisfied, but his uncles also could not find any fault with him.

He looks much better to me now.

Although Xie Jin had a job as a teacher, he was able to do farm work and was good at it, which also shows a part of his character, that is, he was down-to-earth, hardworking, diligent and patient.

My sister probably won't be able to stand being wronged if she follows him.

A month later, the evaluation results of the commune came out, and Xie Jin was successfully rated as an advanced worker. As he said, he received a big red flower and wore it on his chest.

"Haha... you look really good with the red flower on. When we have time to go to the county to take pictures, I must take a picture of you wearing the red flower."

Lin Qingyu looked at the big red flower on his chest and laughed so hard that her body shook and she couldn't even straighten her back.

Xie Jin looked at her helplessly. He already knew her unique taste, which was to like watching him make a fool of himself and collect all his ugly looks.

When you are old, you can take it out and look at it, and make fun of him, which will be a lot of fun.

Xie Jin thought, it’s a good thing Xie Wenyuan wasn’t there and didn’t see him like this, otherwise, there would be one more person laughing so hard that he couldn’t straighten his back.

That’s right, Xie Wenyuan has become a frequent visitor to Teacher Qiu’s home. Whenever he has a holiday, he goes there.

Today is the weekend, so he went to Teacher Qiu's house again.

Teacher Qiu also welcomed him very much, simply because his silly son Hu Zi had now identified with Xie Wenyuan, liked playing with him, and listened to Xie Wenyuan very much. He also seemed to be more obedient and sensible than before.

It just doesn't look that stupid anymore.

Teacher Qiu treated Xie Wenyuan as Hu Zi's little benefactor and would give him a share of any delicious food at home.

In fact, he didn't need to give it to them, because Hu Zi would give it to them. If Xie Wenyuan didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it himself either.

"Hahaha...Tiedan, why are you wearing the big red flower?"

Just as I was thinking about him, Xie Wenyuan's devilish laughter rang out, "Oh, you are too unfashionable like this, no, no, I can't laugh anymore."

Xie Jin, ...

Lin Qingyu looked at him with a smile and asked in confusion, "Why are you back? Is there something wrong with Teacher Qiu?"

"Well, Hu Zi suddenly fell ill. He has epilepsy. Teacher Qiu took him to the hospital. He didn't let me go with them, so I came back." Xie Wenyuan said.

"Is it serious?" Lin Qingyu frowned and asked, "I haven't heard that Hu Zi has epilepsy before."

"I just found out about this today. The first time I saw him have an attack, I was shocked." Xie Wenyuan also frowned. "I said I wanted to go with Teacher Qiu, but he was very tough and refused to let me go or follow him."

"Huh? Do you think there's something strange about Hu Zi's illness?" Xie Jin asked immediately and sharply.

Before this, Xie Wenyuan lived in Teacher Qiu's house during the entire holiday and didn't find anything wrong. They all thought that Teacher Qiu was not a spy.

"It's hard to say." Xie Wenyuan shook his head, "We can focus on investigating Hu Zi's epilepsy."

"Generally speaking, epilepsy is a disease that is scary when it occurs, but once it's over, as long as there is no difficulty breathing or injury, there is no need to go to the hospital."

Lin Qingyu said,

"I have a distant relative whose child suffers from epilepsy. I know a little bit about this disease. Can you tell me whether Hu Zi was injured just now?"

"He's not injured. After Hu Zi got sick, Teacher Qiu handled it very skillfully." Xie Wenyuan said, "But later he said he would take Hu Zi to the hospital for a checkup."

"Which hospital did you go to?" Xie Jin asked.

"It is said to be the county people's hospital." Xie Wenyuan said.

"I'll call my eldest brother later and ask him to go to the hospital to check if there are any medical records." Lin Qingyu said.

Xie Jin and Xie Wenyuan both nodded.

The three of them discussed it again and felt that this point needed to be dug deeper, perhaps there would be some clues.

"Erdan is back. Come here, Auntie made you a thin cotton jacket. Try it on to see if it fits you. The weather will get cold in half a month, so you can wear it now."

Wang Lan came out of the house and waved to Xie Wenyuan.

"Auntie, I'm the only one who has one? Doesn't Tiedan have one?" Xie Wenyuan asked with a smile.

"His is big, it's a bit troublesome, I'll make it for you first." Wang Lan said with a smile, "Make a thin one, then a thick one. Make two new ones for each person first, and you can wear the old ones instead.

This year, all the cotton in our house was used to make quilts for Qingyu. There is not enough left. I will make you a new cotton-padded jacket next year."

"Auntie, our family is so well off. Tiedan and I were so poor that we only had one pair of pants." Xie Wenyuan sighed.

"Tiedan is so lucky to be our son-in-law. I am also lucky to have him. You are all so kind to me."

"Look at your sweet mouth." Wang Lan smiled immediately and pinched his little face, "Take off your coat, I want to see if the cotton-padded jacket fits you."

"Auntie, I'm not wearing anything underneath. I'll go back to my room and change later." Xie Wenyuan said.

"You little rascal, you are still shy." Wang Lan laughed at him, and seeing his serious face, she laughed even harder, but also waved her hand and said,

"Alright, alright, go back to the house and change."

Xie Wenyuan took the cotton-padded jacket back to the house, put it on, and felt the warmth on his body, and couldn't help but smile.

He began to like this era and the people here.

Because he experienced a different feeling. Although he was very poor and had nothing, he felt very warm.

And as for Mr. Qiu’s family...he kind of doesn’t want them to be spies.

Tsk.

When Xie Wenyuan thought of this, he suddenly felt like he had the mindset of a weak person.

What do you mean he doesn't want it?

Whether Teacher Qiu is a spy is not up to him to decide.

This was his previous thinking.

Xie Wenyuan frowned, feeling that he had become a child, even his thoughts had become that of a child.

This is not good.

-

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed and the weather turned colder.

At this time, unexpectedly, educated youth came to the village to work in the countryside, and fifteen of them were assigned to the village at once.

This made Lin Xuejun very worried.

This was the first time their village accepted educated youth who had come to work in the countryside, and there was no place for them to live.

It wasn't just four or five people, but more than a dozen people came at once.

For this matter, Lin Xuejun held mobilization meetings for three consecutive days, asking the villagers to find ways to vacate a room in their homes for the educated youth to live in first.

Although Xinghua Village is relatively wealthy and the villagers can barely get enough food, they are still poor, with many children and only two houses.

No one had any extra houses to provide for the educated youth to live in.

After much discussion, they finally decided to use the main house left by the landlord Li in the village.

The place is definitely spacious enough, not to mention 15 people, even more than 20 people can be accommodated if they squeeze in.

However, using the landlord's house was not a good thing after all. Because of this matter, Lin Xuejun was called over by the commune leaders, criticized, and asked to write a self-criticism.

But no matter what, the house problem has been solved.

But the issue of food rations is another difficult problem.

"They all have food quotas, but the higher-ups don't have any. What they want is for the team to give them food first, and then ask them to return it after the summer harvest."

"Summer harvest? It's only the beginning of winter, more than half a year away. There's not enough food to begin with, and we have to give them thousands of kilograms of food. Are we going to have to starve in the future?"

During the meeting, the villagers were even more dissatisfied with the issue of food.

Because the meetings were all held at night, Xie Jin listened for three nights and felt overwhelmed after listening.

In short, it's just a matter of robbing Peter to pay Paul, and no one can expect to feel comfortable.

"According to the course of history, this kind of life will last at least another ten years."

Xie Jin sighed quietly. Even though he tried to find joy in misery, he still felt that his limit of endurance was often challenged.

"Just bear with it. Do you still want to change?" Lin Qingyu picked up the mirror on the table and let him look at it, and said softly,

"You are Xie Tiedan now, not the emperor."

Is there no one who has said that the path is correct? Of course there are, but they all ended up in a miserable state and could not go against the general trend.

Xie Jin, "..."

"Let's finish the work at hand first." Lin Qingyu said again.

"Teacher Qiu, can we rule him out as a suspect? The last time we checked Huzi for epilepsy, we didn't find anything wrong with him."

"It's difficult to eliminate suspicion." Xie Jin shook his head.