The Reborn Wife is Farming

Qi Haoran is domineering, even a bit childish, but he can quickly win the hearts of the army. Apart from his ability and personal charm, the most important thing is that he unconditionally accepts the veterans, remnants and wounded soldiers eliminated by the battalions.

Some of these soldiers can't even remember where their hometown is, and many of them don't have the courage to go back to their hometown, let alone those disabled soldiers who are injured and sick. The army's willingness to keep them is giving them a way to survive. For Qi Haoran who accepted them unconditionally, They are naturally infinitely grateful, you know, before Qi Haoran came, those remnant soldiers did not have this kind of treatment, most of them were sent home after their wounds healed.

These soldiers can do what they can in the fifth battalion now, but there are too many wounded and disabled soldiers. Now the fifth battalion’s kitchen is occupied by the disabled soldiers, and they can’t follow them into the mountains to hunt or go to the school field for training. They lack arms and legs. They can pass a brick when building a house, but they will be stared at by others when they go in and out of the barracks, especially the new recruits. They don’t have the feeling of rabbit death and fox sadness like veterans. They just feel the existence of these people. He would grab food from them and hate them from the bottom of his heart.

Mu Yangling's proposal to let these people farm the land was just to make them feel that they were still very useful and not for nothing, and the soldiers in the military camp saw that they were doing things for Qi Haoran, so they restrained themselves a little.

Fan Zijin had no extra affection for those disabled soldiers. Except for his mother Qi Haoran and his cousin, in his eyes, people were only divided into useful and useless.

But since Qi Haoran has such determination, even though he disagrees, he will try his best to help him achieve it.

Mu Yangling pulled it back and forth twice. Seeing that Qi Haoran was a little depressed, he put the rope around his shoulders and said, "You do it, I'll plant the seeds."

Only then did Qi Haoran restrain his mind, and pulled him forward with all his strength, Zhuang Dawei, who was holding the plow behind him, shouted, "Stop, stop!"

He looked back, dumbfounded, and saw that the gully that had been opened was winding and winding, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, so he said with a bitter face: "Little general, you are walking too fast, and it is still a curve. Look at the small plowed field." It's all curved."

Qi Haoran looked back and saw that it was indeed the case, and said puzzledly: "I saw that Mu Yangling was pulling like this."

"Miss Mu is at a constant speed, she walks straight, and she has great strength. The small ones just need to press down. How is it the same as yours?"

Fan Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "There is skill in pulling the plow, but ordinary people can't do it? Do you have the skill in holding the plow?"

Zhuang Dawei said with a smile: "Of course he is skilled. The plow is more learned than pulling the plow. If you want to learn it, you will have to work hard."

"Then how long did it take you to learn to plow?"

Zhuang Dawei scratched his head foolishly, "Since I am sensible, I will watch my father help the plow. I can do it at the age of twelve. It is hard to say if I have been studying for a few years, but farmers can do these jobs. Little General , look at Miss Mu's plowing business, just go forward as usual, just go slower."

Fan Zijin gave Qi Haoran a wink, Qi Haoran interpreted it smoothly, and asked casually while pulling forward: "Then who is pulling the plow in your house?"

"My cousin and I took turns."

"Your family has no cattle?" Fan Zijin asked suspiciously.

Zhuang Dawei smiled, "Except for rich households, there are very few village households who can afford cattle. Our village is so big and only the village chief's family has one. Other households pull plows."

Fan Zijin: "It's really hard work. I never thought about doing other things to change the status quo? For example, doing business or something."

"We have high mountains and dangerous roads, what kind of business can we do? We have no capital."

Fan Zijin: "I heard that Baoshan County is very famous for red dates. You can grow some red dates and ship them to Baoshan County for sale. There should be merchants there to buy them."

Zhuang Dawei shook his head, "The road from our village to Baoshan County is even more difficult than the road to Mingshui County."

Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran looked at each other, and asked casually: "It's a long walk from your village to Mingshui County, how about going to Baoshan County? Are there no other villages on the way?"

After a night of rest, Zhuang Dawei's vigilance against them has been lowered, and Qi Haoran did bring a military doctor to see his mother last night, what he said was similar to what the doctor at Renxintang said, and he even took medicine. It was the time when they were full of gratitude, so they answered whatever they asked. After Qi Haoran had walked back and forth twenty times, Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran had roughly grasped the information about that path.

Qi Haoran became happy, threw the rope to Mu Yangling, patted his buttocks and left, "I'll go back and ask someone to help you."

Qi Haoran disappeared in a flash. Just as Mu Yangling picked up the rope and put it on his body, he ran back in a flash and shouted at Mu Shi: "Mu Shi, return to the camp early."

Qi Haoran would only call Mu Shi's name when he was in the army and when he had missions, and Mu Shi could only answer loudly, leaving behind his things and chasing after him.

Although one Mushi left, a dozen or so people came soon after. Although they were handicapped, they had all cultivated the land. Except for some difficulties at the beginning, they gradually became proficient.

Mu Yangling was concerned about their physical defects, so he let everyone rest for a quarter of an hour. My aunt also knew that Mu Yangling's move was to take care of the soldiers who came to help, so she didn't work, but sat with a few children. In the fields, or to check the wheat fields.

A few veterans also went to dig the wheat fields. They were farmers before joining the army and had a different feeling for the land. When they turned over the soil, someone exclaimed, "The seeds have sprouted."

Mu Yangling jumped up and ran over to have a look. Seeing that the dug up wheat had sprouted tender shoots, he immediately smiled, "That's great, I don't know what's going on in other places."

The veteran who dug up the soil stood up with a smile on his face, "Little girl, I am lucky today, and I will dig another piece for you."

"Okay, then let's change places." Mu Yangling took him to dig three places in a row, and the wheat seeds inside had germinated, and the smile on the veteran's face couldn't be concealed no matter what.

Digging the soil to check the seeds is a matter of good luck. It is obviously very lucky for him to be popular three times in a row. He feels that his recent luck must be super good.

The good luck of the veteran also made other people jealous, and they all expressed to Mu Yangling that they wanted to enjoy the joy. Mu Yangling didn't know the meaning of this incident, and thought it was just a very common thing. Before the aunt could speak, she waved her hand and said, "Go, it's just that the uncles dug it up and buried it for me."

"no problem."

Everyone found a place and dug it up. Some dug up all the wheat seeds, and some dug only once three times. Because there were many places to dig, Mu Yangling also had a certain understanding of the germination of wheat seeds.

The veterans more or less dug up the germinated wheat seeds, and they felt happy, and they all became beaming.

Because of this matter, Mu Yangling got along with them more harmoniously. In addition, she was a soldier in her previous life and didn't mind their roughness. All the inferior land was planted with corn, and there were still a few catties of seeds that Mu Yangling put away to see how they grew out. If there were too many seeds, they would be replenished later.