You are unlucky and I am tough

The next day, as soon as the rooster crowed, the family got up one after another. Wei Nanxing went to the county town to deliver goods and also sent his two younger brothers back to the school.

Wei Qinglang and his two sisters tidied up the remaining three-tenths of the vegetable garden, planting half screw peppers and half thin-skinned peppers.

Cheng Shuang was lying on the bed to rest and recuperate. She walked around in the morning and still felt a lot of pain, so she decided to lie down for two days.

In the afternoon, when the sun was high in the sky, Wei Qinglang had just finished working in the vegetable garden when he saw Doctor Wang coming towards his bamboo house.

Doctor Wang came to see Cheng Shuang. Seeing Wei Qinglang, he quickened his pace and ran over, saying that Cheng Dafu's injury was not in good condition. It seemed to be infected after the stitches. He was a little worried so he wanted Cheng Shuang to go and take another look.

After hearing what Doctor Wang said, Wei Qinglang shook his head and said, "I can't see her. My wife fell and is lying in bed. She can't walk."

"Ah? Is it serious? Do you need my help?" Doctor Wang asked hurriedly.

Wei Qinglang wiped the sweat from his face and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness. She is a doctor herself and can treat it. It's not serious and she just needs to lie down for a few days to be fine."

"Oh, all right then. I'll ask them to get a doctor from the town or county."

After learning about the situation, Doctor Wang had to go back without even entering the courtyard. Cheng Shuang had no idea he had been there, and Wei Qinglang had no intention of telling her.

After returning, Doctor Wang told the head of the village about Cheng Shuang's fall. Head of the village came to visit Cheng Shuang not long after. Wei Qinglang was so scared that he hurried back to make the bed, took away all the things on his bed, put a small coffee table on it and made it into a small couch for drinking tea, and then he dared to let the person in.

As Cheng Lizheng entered the room, several of his brothers and sisters also ran in. Cheng Shuang was lying on the bed with a thin blanket covering her body, looking at everyone.

Seeing that they all looked worried and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, they probably thought she had fallen and become disabled.

When Cheng Lizheng asked, he learned that he fell by the well. He also blamed Wei Qinglang for letting his wife fetch water. Wei Qinglang quickly explained what happened.

"I soaked a watermelon in the well water. We went to retrieve it and prepared to cut it up for eating. While I was retrieving the watermelon, she slipped on the moss and fell. It wasn't to fetch water. I haven't asked her to fetch water in the months since we got married."

Cheng Lizheng nodded. So that's how it is.

As soon as he finished explaining, Cheng Shuang said quietly, "It would have been fine if you hadn't dragged me along. I said I didn't want to go, but you insisted on dragging me along."

Wei Qinglang “..........”

Not only was Cheng Lizheng frowning at him, but even Wei Xinyi and Cheng Pan's eyes changed when they looked at him, and they were not polite at all when they ordered them to bring food and water.

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The autumn harvest in the village is still in full swing. Some people with small fields can finish the harvest in two or three days, while those with large fields will have to work for seven or eight days.

However, the busy villagers have been talking about one thing these two days, that is, Feng Tiegen paid money to hire people from outside to come back to harvest rice for Cheng Lao Da's family. He did not hire anyone for his own family, but he spent money to hire a few people to come back to help his father-in-law's family harvest.

Hu Chunhua became a supervisor, took a stool and sat beside them, eating melon seeds while watching those people working, and boasted to other villagers that her daughter had married well and her son-in-law was filial and sensible.

The villagers were speechless and didn't want to bother with this lazy family, but she still thought that others were jealous of her because she didn't have to work, and she even went to fight with Li who spoke ill of her.

Cheng Shuang fell and stayed at home for three days without leaving the hospital. She applied cold and hot compresses, bought medicine from the mall, and tried not to move around as much as possible, lying on the bed to rest.

On the fourth day, he felt that he had almost recovered and left home. Together with Wei Qinglang, he pulled a donkey cart to the villagers' homes to collect sauerkraut.

Helping was secondary. The more important thing was that she was bored and wanted to go out for a walk.

In order to prevent the villagers from knowing that she had fallen, she waited until she could no longer walk before going out.

This morning, after the transport team from Taibai Tower came to pick up the ingredients and loaded the truck, Manager Zhou took away the two remaining jars of pickled cabbage, saying that Manager Meng was going to the provincial capital to give accounts to his boss and wanted to take the two jars to the main store in the provincial capital.

He also said that the chef had developed many new dishes, and the sauerkraut in the building might not last long, so he asked them to prepare more.

The newly pickled ones at home don’t get ready so quickly, and the mustard greens from Chen and Xu Sanpo’s homes have only been planted a few days ago. There are no whole jars of pickled cabbage for sale in the mall, and even if there were, there is no way to explain it to my brothers and sisters, so I can only go and buy them from the villagers.

The houses in the village are scattered, and it would take too much time for the transport team to go from house to house, so they would collect the goods first and give the villagers 20 cents per pound, making a profit of 5 cents from the difference.

The first house we went to was Cheng Daming’s, which was closer to the village entrance.

"There are about 200 kilograms here. Do you want them all?" Cheng Daming and his wife moved a jar of sauerkraut from the kitchen and asked.

Wei Qinglang nodded and said he wanted both, then went over to help carry them.

After loading the jar of vegetables onto the donkey cart, Cheng Shuang took out one tael of silver and gave it to Chen. "We charge twenty wen per jin. Here's one tael of silver for you to take first. The exact weight hasn't been weighed yet. We'll settle the rest when the restaurant staff comes next time and weighs it. If you're worried, you can come to my house and watch them weigh it."

Chen took the silver with a smile, "Don't worry, we trust you."

After leaving Cheng Daming's house, he went to the next house to continue collecting.

The two of them made three trips back and forth and collected about 1,000 kilograms of sauerkraut, which they thought should be enough to pickle the second batch of sauerkraut.

In addition to the vegetable plot at the door, there is also an additional three acres of vegetable plot that Wei Nanxing got when the family was divided. He had planted some vegetables there before, but because the soil was not good, they did not grow well. Some of the good vegetables were eaten by family members, while those that did not grow well were eaten by chickens, ducks, and donkeys.

The two of them planned to pull out all the remaining vegetables in the field and use the fertile land to plant sweet potatoes and potatoes. These two crops have high yields, so they don't need to plant too much the first time, just enough for seeds.

I talked about it with Wei Nanxing at the table during lunch, and he agreed, so I started working in the afternoon.

Cheng Shuang's injury happened to be still at home, so Wei Qinglang and Wei Nanxing carried hoes and went to plow the soil first. Cheng Pan took Wei Xinyi with him to the villagers' homes to collect wood ash to fertilize the soil.

Cheng Shuang walked around the house alone. Wei Xinyi had already watered the peppers and flower seedlings in the yard this morning.

The chickens, ducks and donkeys were all fed, the water tank was full, Cheng Pan had cleaned the kitchen, and Wei Nanxing had chopped and stacked the firewood, so there was no work for her to do.

She took a broom and swept the yard, then was bored and looked at the carp in the big water tank in the kitchen.

I ate three of them these days, gave one to the village head's house and one to Zhao Xiuwen's house, leaving five.

Because the water is changed frequently, the fish are still alive, but they probably won’t last for a few more days. They have been eaten braised, sweet and sour, and steamed. Cheng Shuang is thinking about killing them all tonight and making them into fried fish nuggets.

"Brother Qinglang, is Brother Qinglang at home?"

Cheng Shuang was just about to take out the cookbook she bought and look through how to make fried fish nuggets when there was a knock on the door and someone was calling Wei Qinglang's name.