Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

The next morning, Meng Qiqi got up very early.

She took out a pound of brown sugar and a bag of peach cakes from the space, carefully wrapped them in newspaper, and prepared to visit Lin Dacheng, the team leader of Linjia Village.

Although he has the house and household registration left by his mother Lin Mengyu, in order to live a stable life in the village, he must first greet the head of the family.

The brigade headquarters of Linjia Village is a blue brick and tile building with a portrait of Chairman Mao and a wooden sign that reads "Linjia Village Brigade Headquarters" hanging at the door.

As Meng Qiqi walked to the door, she heard hearty laughter coming from inside.

She knocked gently on the door, and a dark-skinned man in his forties opened the door. He had a Chairman Mao badge on his chest, and his blue cloth shirt was washed pale but very neat. It was the team leader Lin Dacheng.

"Who are you?" Lin Dacheng looked up and down at the strange girl.

"Hello, Captain Lin. My name is Meng Qiqi, and I'm Lin Mengyu's daughter. My mother passed away early, and now I've returned to Linjia Village to live with our ancestral home." Meng Qiqi smiled and handed over the gift in her hand, "It's just a little gift from me, please accept it."

When Lin Dacheng heard the name "Lin Mengyu", a smile immediately appeared on his face: "So you are Xiaoyu's daughter! Come in, come in!"

He took the gift, warmly invited Meng Qiqi to sit down, and poured a bowl of hot water. "Back then, your grandmother was always talking about your mother. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the child has grown up so much."

Meng Qiqi briefly explained her situation and emphasized that she wanted to settle down in the village and work hard.

Lin Dacheng slapped his thigh and said, "What's the point of saying whether to settle down or not? Your mother is a daughter of the Lin family, so you are naturally a member of Linjia Village! Tomorrow I will talk to everyone and allocate a private plot of land for you."

After coming out of the brigade headquarters, Meng Qiqi felt warm in her heart.

As I was walking back, I passed by an old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Several aunts were sitting together sewing shoe soles and chatting about family matters.

"Have you heard? Jinghui and Jingyang from Dayu family are planning to marry the two girls from Wang family!" An aunt wearing a headscarf said in a low voice.

"Are they the sisters from the landlord's family?" Another aunt curled her lips. "Although her background is not good, she is quite pretty."

"That's right! I heard that Wang Yuwen, the elder sister of the Wang family, is going to marry an officer in the army. And her younger sister, Wang Yuxia, is also engaged to be the deputy director of the county machinery factory."

Meng Qiqi paused, her heart skipping a beat.

She suddenly remembered that in the two novels she had read before traveling through time, the heroines were the Wang sisters!

"These Wang sisters must have some connections," the aunt who spoke first said mysteriously, "otherwise how could they have found such a good marriage?"

"Alright, alright, why bother with other people's business! Let's just live our own lives well." Another aunt tried to smooth things over. "Hey, I heard that the old Lin family has a new daughter..."

Meng Qiqi didn't listen any further and quickened her pace to go home.

She thought to herself that now that she knew the identities of these two heroines, she had to be more careful in the future.

But the most important thing right now is to gain a foothold in the village first.

After returning home, Meng Qiqi began to clean the house.

She took out a broom and a rag from the space and cleaned the house inside and out.

I went to the backyard again and took a look. Although it had been abandoned for some time, the vegetable field was still there. After digging up the soil, I found that the soil underneath was still very fertile.

I thought about going to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow to buy some vegetable seeds and start tidying up the vegetable patch.

In the evening, Lin Dacheng came with a few villagers and helped her deliver the farm tools distributed by the production team, and also carried two bags of corn.

"Child, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. There are many people in our village and they can always help you." Lin Dacheng's words warmed Meng Qiqi's heart.

After seeing everyone off, night had already fallen.

Meng Qiqi sat on the doorstep, looking at the starry sky.

The night wind blew past the windowsill, carrying the low chirping of crickets. She leaned against the mottled wooden door, looking at the diamond-like stars leaking through the branches of the old locust tree.

My fingertips unconsciously stroked the old map left by my mother in my pocket. The corners of the paper were worn rough by time, but it still clearly marked the path leading to the fields.

The discussions she had just heard at the village entrance were still echoing in her ears. These two heroines with their own halos were like two stones with hidden waves thrown into her life that had just calmed down.

"Now that I'm here, I'll make the best of it." She took a deep breath of the air that smelled sweet of earth and put her chaotic thoughts behind her.

Before closing the door, he carefully checked the latch again and then walked into the inner room in the dark.

The old wooden bed made a slight creaking sound. She rested her head on a pillow that smelled faintly of mold. She took out the kerosene lamp she had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative from the space, and opened the account book left by her mother in the dim light.

The yellowed pages were densely packed with records of the Lin family's ancestors' accounts when they ran a grain store. One page was circled in red pen: "The low-lying land west of the village is three feet deep and suitable for raising fish."

In the early morning light, Meng Qiqi was awakened by the crowing of a rooster outside the window.

Opening the window, a thin mist like a veil covered the entire village, and the sound of work songs came from afar.

She changed into a blue cloth shirt, tied her hair tightly into a braid, and pinned a simple wreath on it.

Before leaving work yesterday, Aunt Liu said she would take her to reclaim wasteland, and they agreed to meet under the old locust tree at 3:15 am.

At the entrance of the village, under the old locust tree, Aunt Liu was carrying a shiny hoe on her shoulder. Seeing Meng Qiqi approaching, she bared her white teeth and said, "Girl, you're up so early!"

She looked up and down at Meng Qiqi's outfit and nodded with satisfaction, "This dress looks good, so you can work efficiently."

He took out a roasted sweet potato from his pocket and said, "Here, fill your stomach. We have to dig a few more plots of land before the sun gets too hot."

On the way to the wasteland, Aunt Liu chattered on and on about the situation in the village.

When she mentioned the Wang sisters, her tone became noticeably more subtle. "The eldest Wang sister, she's always mumbling to herself with a book in her hands, I don't know what she's thinking about. The second sister, on the other hand, is more down-to-earth, working with her mother in the production team to earn work points."

Changing the subject, he patted Meng Qiqi's shoulder and said, "But don't listen to those nagging words. For us farmers, taking good care of the land is better than anything else."

The wasteland is at the west end of the village, and the weeds are half a person tall.

Aunt Liu demonstrated how to swing a hoe: "Watch carefully, the hoe should be steady when you hoe, and the force should be released quickly."

Her movements were skillful and powerful. When the hoe fell, the soil with grass roots was turned up, emitting a damp smell.

Meng Qiqi took the hoe, and as soon as she exerted force with her arm, her palm became numb from the shock.

But she gritted her teeth and persevered, beads of sweat from her forehead slid down her cheeks and dripped into the freshly turned soil.

"Take a break!" Aunt Liu handed over a coarse earthenware pitcher. The well water in the pitcher was slightly cool.

The two men sat on the dirt ridge and watched several villagers planting rice in the distance.

Aunt Liu suddenly lowered her voice: "I heard that the officer that the eldest daughter of the Wang family hooked up with is from the garrison in Qingfeng Town next door. The Lin family pays the most attention to class background, and I don't know what methods she used..." Before she finished speaking, the captain's voice came from a distance, and the two hurriedly got up and continued to work.

As the sun set, Meng Qiqi's palms were already covered with blisters.

Aunt Liu said distressedly, "It's already good enough to dig out half an acre of land on your first trip. Come on, I'll take you to the stream to wash your face."

The stream water was so clear that you could see the bottom. Meng Qiqi squatted down, and the cool stream water flowed over her wrists, taking away all the fatigue in her body.

When I looked up, I saw a figure picking herbs on the opposite bank. The man was wearing a washed-out Dacron shirt, with an upright posture and a scholarly air between his eyebrows.

"That's Lin Jinghui, the third son of the Dayu family." Aunt Liu followed her gaze. "He used to be a teacher at the town's middle school. I heard that he met the second daughter of the Wang family while he was teaching there."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jinghui on the other side seemed to notice someone watching him and looked up.

Meng Qiqi lowered her head in a hurry.

When she returned home, the sunset had dyed the sky orange.

Meng Qiqi took out alkaline noodles from the space and washed the clothes with well water.

On the clothesline, the blue shirt swayed gently in the wind.

She looked at the gradually darkening sky, recalled what she had seen and heard in the fields during the day, and silently calculated in her heart: The Wang sisters are indeed powerful, but she has the secret weapon of space. As long as she works hard and steadily, she may be able to gain a foothold in this era.

It was late at night. Meng Qiqi sat in front of the window, and in the dim light of the oil lamp, she wrote down today's gains in the notebook: reclaimed half a acre of wasteland, got to know Aunt Liu and five other villagers, and learned about the relationship between Lin Jinghui and Wang Yuwen... Finally, she solemnly wrote: Tomorrow I will go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy fish fry and try the fish farming method mentioned in my mother's account book.

The flame of the oil lamp suddenly flickered, casting a swaying shadow on the wall.

Meng Qiqi blew out the oil lamp, lay on the bed, and listened to the chirping of insects and frogs outside the window.

In the darkness, the corners of her mouth rose slightly - this new life full of challenges had just begun.

In the following days, Meng Qiqi completely integrated into the rhythm of life in the village.

Before dawn, I followed Aunt Liu to work and learned how to plow the fields, plant rice and weed.

In her spare time, she would secretly experiment with raising fish in her backyard.

He took the fish fry out of the space and put them into the depression his mother mentioned, and then used the work points he had saved to exchange for fish food.

Looking at the ripples on the water, she seemed to see hope for the future.

After work that day, Meng Qiqi went to the well to fetch water and happened to meet Wang Yuxia.

The reborn heroine wore clothes covered in patches, but her shrewdness could not be concealed in her eyes.

"I heard you're new here?" Wang Yuxia took the initiative to talk, looking her over. "You look so delicate, can you endure this hardship?"

Meng Qiqi smiled and filled the wooden bucket with water: "No matter how difficult the days are, we can get through them if we grit our teeth."

She deliberately lifted the bucket high, water droplets sliding down her arm. "Sister, I heard that your relationship with the deputy director of the machinery factory is almost done?"

Wang Yuxia's face changed slightly, but then she returned to normal: "It's all just rumors from the villagers."

As she turned and left, her pace quickened noticeably.

Meng Qiqi looked at her back, thoughtfully - it seemed that this reborn girl was not as calm as she seemed.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn harvest season, and the wasteland reclaimed by Meng Qiqi had a bumper harvest.

The branches were bent by the golden ears of wheat. She stood on the edge of the field, wiping the sweat from her forehead, a happy smile on her face.

The hard work over the past few months has helped her gain a foothold in the village.

However, the peaceful life was soon broken.

One evening, a few strangers suddenly came to the village, claiming to be from the town’s Revolutionary Committee, and they wanted to thoroughly investigate the village’s class background issues.

Meng Qiqi's heart tightened. Although she had severed ties with the Meng family, would the Wang sisters' status as landlords implicate the entire village?