Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

Strangely enough, the rain was normal and the wells in the village had sufficient water, but the spring Meng Xiaoman discovered on the mountain behind suddenly dried up.

This phenomenon surprised the villagers, who felt that this spring was magical, and even believed that God was blessing the Qinghe Brigade. Later, villagers often came here secretly to burn incense and make wishes.

The party secretary was afraid of being reported for engaging in feudal superstition, so he repeatedly persuaded the villagers to stop and simply asked the people in the team to plant a ginkgo tree here as a cover. No one thought that long later, this patch of ginkgo and that spring would become one of the business cards of the Qinghe Brigade.

Meng Xiaoman never imagined that a little kindness at the beginning would leave such a lingering shadow.

After the work in the fields became a little easier, Meng Xiaoman began to go up the mountain again. There was a drought before, and the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain seemed to have been sucked dry, and they were half dead. Now it was moistened by the rain, and it didn't take long for it to flourish again. On the ground below the forest slope, many wild vegetables, fungi and various flowers and plants grew. Many wild fruits are also ripe.

Meng Xiaoman deliberately kept herself busy, so that she would not always be stuck in longing. During these days of separation, she truly confirmed that she loved Xiao Xiangdong very much and wanted to be with him forever.

So she went up the mountain every three days to pick up fungi.

Hericium, straw mushrooms, tea tree mushrooms, as well as white beef liver, porcini mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, chicken fir mushrooms and other colorful fungus mushrooms are all out.

Not only Meng Xiaoman, but also many people in the village came to the mountains to pick up mushrooms. Because of the drought during summer sowing, if the seeds are sown too late, the autumn harvest is likely to be poor. Everyone should take advantage of now to stock up on mountain products and wild vegetables.

Mushrooms, after being dried, can be stored for a long time and are most suitable for cooking and stewing in winter. There are also purslane, shepherd's purse, bracken, gray cabbage and other wild vegetables, which are also dug up and dried for winter consumption.

The sense of crisis made the members of the Qinghe Brigade, like little squirrels about to spend the winter, frantically hoarding food.

The lack of water during the peak growing season has resulted in very few wild fruits in the mountains this year. All the peaches, plums, apricots, pears, etc. have been picked by greedy children and older girls.

There are fruit trees in Meng Xiaoman's space, and there is no shortage of fruit to eat, so he does not compete with the villagers for that little stuff. She just transplanted some fungus mushrooms into the space, picked some mountain berries, and planned to use them to make wine in the future, and also transplanted a few trees into the space.

Mushrooms are seasonal things and need to be transplanted when they grow. If you want to eat them later, you can eat them directly from the space.

Xiao Xiangdong's absence made it easier for her to enter the space. When she couldn't sleep at night or thought about Xiao Xiangdong, she would concentrate her mind and enter the space to collect things planted in the mountains, or put things stored in the bamboo house away.

Seeing a lot of sugar from the last harvest in the bamboo house, Meng Xiaoman planned to go to the county town. These days, sugar is much more expensive than grain. The last time I planted sugar beets and sugar cane, I harvested a lot of sugar.

The sugar cane and beets in the space have extremely high yields per acre, and the sweetness is twice as sweet as outside. After harvesting, they are made into white sugar. After 70% is handed over to the space, Meng Xiaoman still has three tons of white sugar left.

When the sugar cane matured, Meng Xiaoman specially kept some for herself to eat. It was so sweet. Disliked that it was too sweet to eat raw, Meng Xiaoman cut the sugar cane into small pieces, boiled the sugar cane water and drank it many times before finishing one sugar cane. There were still a dozen or so left, which she piled in the bamboo house.

As soon as he thought of it, Meng Xiaoman went to the brigade headquarters to write a letter of introduction that day. Early the next morning, he took a mule cart to the town and then transferred to the county seat.

When she arrived in the county seat, she first went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought fifty fine sacks, containing five sacks of sugar, each bag weighing one hundred kilograms. When finished, put it in the space.

Then, she disguised herself slightly and looked more mature, and went to the black market in the county town.

Take out a bamboo basket from the space, cover it with a layer of fine cloth, and pour five pounds of white sugar into it. Meng Xiaoman was waiting in the corner for the man named Lei Ge who traded grain last time.

Near noon, the man came slowly with two people.

Some time ago, there was a severe drought in Anping County. Everyone was worried that there was not enough food and supplies, and there were not many people selling things on the black market. Wang Lei came to the black market without any interest.

He lazily raised his eyelids and slowly glanced at the twenty or thirty people in the black market. When he glanced at a single woman at the corner, his eyes suddenly lit up. He asked the two people around him to spread out and see if there were any good goods, and then walked in the direction of Meng Xiaoman alone.

His specialty was recognizing and remembering people. Although it had been a long time and Meng Xiaoman was wearing something different from last time, her facial features had not changed. Wang Lei recognized her at once - last time The person who sold him a lot of grain was a well-connected official's wife.

"Sister, what good stuff do you have this time?" Wang Lei walked up to him, forced out a smile that he thought was kind and sincere, and asked familiarly.

Meng Xiaoman glanced at him and said nothing, but opened the towel covering the bamboo basket.

Wang Lei's eyes brightened even more. He reached out and twisted it a little, put it in his mouth and tasted it, "Sugar! It's so sweet." He licked the sugar on his fingers clean, "How many goods do you have? I want them all."

Meng Xiaoman extended a hand.

"Five pounds?"

Meng Xiaoman shook his head.

"Fifty pounds."

Shake his head again.

"Five hundred pounds!!"

Wang Lei's voice was so loud that he was startled and he quickly covered his mouth. Then he asked in a low voice: "So many?".

Meng Xiaoman nodded.

Wang Lei was curious in his heart, what kind of person is this person who can get such rare things and get so many.

But the rules on the road were not to ask where things came from, so even if it was scratching his head, he held back and did not ask.

No matter where he got it, once it's in his hands, it's his.

After determining the quantity, the two began to negotiate the price.

In the supply and marketing cooperative, white sugar costs 80 cents per pound, and corresponding sugar coupons are required. Sugar coupons are rationed, and ordinary families can only drink some sugar water when a woman is in confinement or when a child is sick. When guests come to your home, it would be nice to serve them a bowl of sugar water.

In the black market, white sugar is more in demand than other grains, meats and vegetables.

"One dollar and five pounds." Wang Lei gestured with his hands.

Meng Xiaoman shook his head. Sugar stamps are more difficult to obtain. Unlike grain, sugar can be obtained directly in the countryside. If you don’t need stamps, the price will at least double. If the market is better, it can be sold at a higher price. Moreover, her white sugar is of good quality and has a higher sweetness than the ones sold in supply and marketing cooperatives.