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

Grandma Zhou waved her hand, "You don't need to taste it to know it's delicious. This is what you use to replenish your man's health. I, an old woman, eat it."

"It's just a mouthful of food. Grandma Zhou, you are too polite. You usually teach me and Xiangdong a lot."

The chickens and ducks that Meng Xiaoman bought from Mrs. Tian's family didn't like to eat and were weak when walking. Grandma Zhou helped to cure them.

"There's no need to stir-fry eggs with garlic sprouts, but I think you did a good job with the pickled cucumbers. I'll tell you how to pickle them later, and I'll pickle them in a jar too. I only made pickled cucumbers at home, and I feel a little tired after eating too much."

Spring cucumbers are planted in the yard, and they will bear cucumbers in early May. Cucumbers grow fast, and Xiao Xiangdong watered them diligently. Neither of them could finish a row of cucumbers.

Meng Xiaoman picked a lot and pickled pickled cucumbers and pickled cucumbers respectively.

"The method is very simple. Not only can you pickle cucumbers, but you can also pickle green peppers, sword beans, and garlic cloves together."

The two of them exchanged their experiences on pickling vegetables and went all the way to the wheat field.

It was lunch break and everyone was enjoying the shade under the trees on the edge of the field. Some were chatting and some were lying on the ground to take a nap.

Meng Xiaoman first poured some water from the kettle for Xiao Xiangdong to wash his hands, and then brought out the food for him to eat.

"You don't want to eat?"

"I ate at home."

After working for a long time, Xiao Xiangdong was really hungry and quickly ate all the food.

After finishing his meal, he rinsed the lunch box with water before putting it in the basket.

In the afternoon, despite Xiao Xiangdong's help, Meng Xiaoman still had pain in her back when she bent over. The red rash on her body was stimulated by sweat and stung painfully. She wanted to scratch but couldn't make trouble. Meng Xiaoman couldn't bear it.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Xiao Xiangdong came to her and asked.

Meng Xiaoman wiped her sweat and said, "I seem to be allergic, I have some rashes on my body, and the itching is a bit uncomfortable."

"Is it serious? I'll take you to Dr. Liu to prescribe some ointment." After saying that, he went to find the team leader and said a few words to him.

"What should we do with the remaining wheat?" In order to harvest it as soon as possible, the team assigned tasks to everyone.

"I'll cut it after I get the medicine for you."

Dr. Liu didn't have any medicine to treat skin allergies. Xiao Xiangdong borrowed a bicycle from Xiao Xiangshang and took Meng Xiaoman to the commune health center.

"Apply three times a day, clean the skin before applying again. If there is no improvement in five days, come back again." The doctor said calmly.

Xiao Xiangdong looked at the prescription and said, "Doctor, could you please prescribe two more medicines? This one is not enough."

The doctor glanced at him and said, "This ointment is very expensive. It costs one yuan each. Are you sure you want to prescribe two more?"

"Hmm, let's prescribe two more. By the way, don't you need to prescribe oral medicine?"

The doctor glanced at him displeasedly and tapped the table with his finger, "I just have a few rashes, so I don't need to take any medicine. Medicines are so precious now that they have to be prescribed at every turn. How much medicine does the country have to produce before you waste enough?" "

The doctor tore up the prescription and handed it to him, "Next one."

After paying the money and taking the medicine, the two left the health center.

Meng Xiaoman sat on the back seat of the bicycle and saw that he did not ride on the road.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's have a meal first and then go back."

The two ordered a portion of braised pork, a portion of fried fungus with celery, and four taels of rice. They spent one yuan and four cents and two tickets.

The food in state-owned restaurants not only tastes good, but also comes in generous portions. The braised pork uses only the best pork belly and is also expensive. Just one plate of braised pork costs one yuan.

Meng Xiaoman ate four or five pieces of meat with rice and she was mostly full. She also ate some vegetables and she was full.

When Xiao Xiangdong saw her put down her chopsticks, she rounded up the rest of the meal.

After eating, Xiao Xiangdong took Meng Xiaoman back.

It's not dark yet, and the setting sun is like a yellow and oily poached egg, hanging over the mountains, casting a layer of pale yellow gauze over the surrounding mountains and forests.

Meng Xiaoman looked at the surrounding mountains and forests covered with colorful gauze, and then at the broad and reliable shoulders in front of her, and suddenly felt a sense of tranquility over time.

The mountain road is not smooth, but Xiao Xiangdong's driving skills are very good. He can avoid the potholes every time and ride steadily all the way.

After sending Meng Xiaoman home and returning his bicycle, Xiao Xiangdong returned to the fields before it got dark and continued to harvest wheat.

The weather was clear, and the night shone brightly under the stars.

There are still some people in the field who have not finished mowing and continue to be busy. Zhang Mancang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Xiangdong coming back. He is a member of his own team. If today's task is not completed, he will be criticized as well as himself.

Zhang Mancang was hostile to him because of Zhao Xiaohe's affairs before, but since he married Xiaohe, this jealousy has disappeared. The most important thing is that Xiaohe now likes himself.

After returning home, Meng Xiaoman first washed the lunch box, dishes and chopsticks for lunch, and then fed the chickens and ducks at home.

Meng Xiaoman replaced the whole grains she ate at home with those produced in space. She used the ones she had at home to feed chickens and ducks.

In the past five months after the new year, the food in space has been harvested four more times, and the fifth crop is about to mature.

One crop of wheat and rice was planted, one crop was planted with half corn and half soybeans, one crop was planted with half potatoes and half sweet potatoes, and one crop was planted with peanuts and cotton. This is the first time that space has issued a new crop. Crop seeds.

The fifth crop was even stranger, it turned out to be sugar cane and sugar beet.

Meng Xiaoman knew that both of them were sugar crops and could be used to make sugar. However, sugar beets are a northern crop and sugarcane is a southern crop. They could be grown on the same land. Space is really a magical thing.

The harvest of food is increasing. Even if more than half of it is handed over to the space, there is still a lot left. Without him, the yield of the land in the space is very high, at least three times that of the outside.

Meng Xiaoman was a little worried that the two bamboo houses would not be able to hold so much food, but who knew that when the food reached a certain amount, it would automatically compress.

There is an extra row of shelves in the bamboo house, and each grid is labeled with the name of a crop. Meng Xiaoman can access it with just his consciousness.

The walnuts, chestnuts, wild jujubes, persimmons and wild jujubes planted on Space Mountain last autumn have all produced fruit. Of the same variety, fruit trees growing in the space will produce fruits that are much better in shape and taste than those outside.

There are still a lot of wild fruits picked last year in the space, and there is no chance to take them out. Except for Meng Xiaoman who occasionally eats some of these fruits produced in the space, they are all stored in the bamboo house.

In addition to the better taste, picking fruits in space is also much easier than outside. With the increase in Meng Xiaoman's mental power, it now only takes five minutes to pick fruits from a tree.

And the wild grape tree grew from a small sapling into an old vine three fingers thick. Meng Xiaoman got bamboo poles and built a grape vine frame for it. Now there are dozens of large purple vines hanging on the frame. red grapes.

It was twice as big as the wild grapes she picked in the mountains.

Meng Xiaoman picked a bunch and washed them with well water. They were sweet and full, slightly sour and juicy, with a strong fruity aroma. They were much more delicious than the grapes she had eaten before.

After eating the grapes, Meng Xiaoman threw the grape skins and grape seeds into the space and got up to boil water.