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

Seeing what he said, Mr. Qi couldn't help but said: "Old Chen, why are you so awkward? You said you no longer practice medicine to save people, but you still helped her heal Xiao Xiangdong's leg, and you beat around the bush and taught under the guise of repaying your kindness. .Xiao Meng is a good young man. You can't be bitten by a snake once and be afraid of the rope for ten years. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't have an heir for your medical skills?"

Mr. Chen was silent for a while, and finally shook his head, "Just because Xiao Meng is a good child, I don't want to harm her. Xiao Meng is smart and willing to work, and will do well in whatever she does in the future. A doctor has a heavy responsibility, and being a doctor , especially being a good doctor with a conscience carries too many things, especially in this era."

Qi Lao knew that he was remembering the past again, so he sighed and said nothing more.

After returning from the breeding place, Meng Xiaoman went to Sister Fang's house again. Last time, she taught Grandma Zhou how to make pickled cucumbers, but she couldn't eat them for a while. Meng Xiaoman picked them from her own jar. Send a bowl to Grandma Zhou and let her eat first.

When Meng Xiaoman arrived at Zhou's house, Grandma Zhou was pickling pickled beans.

"Daughter-in-law Xiangdong, why are you here?"

"I'll give you some pickled cucumbers to try."

Grandma Zhou wiped her hands with her apron and took it with a smile, "The taste you made must not be bad. I am pickling the pickled beans. When I finish pickling them later, I will let you try my old lady's craftsmanship, especially for rice."

There were a lot of long beans in the vegetable garden. Meng Xiaoman and Xiao Xiangdong couldn't eat them all, and they were afraid that they would get old, so they picked a lot and put them in the space. Seeing Grandma Zhou pickling sour beans, Meng Xiaoman thought she could learn from them. , go back and marinate.

Grandma Zhou was not a secretive person. Seeing that Meng Xiaoman wanted to learn, she taught her how to do it in detail.

"When it comes to pickles, I'm an old hand. In addition to cucumbers, beans, green peppers, and other things, I've pickled eggplants, garlic, cabbage, and chive flowers. But Xiaofang heard from the health worker that eating too much pickles is not good, so I Not so much pickled.”

When she got home, Grandma Zhou returned a bowl of pickled vinegar garlic.

In the evening, Meng Xiaoman made stir-fried snails, cut half of an air-dried chicken, fried chicken mushrooms, picked two tomatoes, and made a pot of tomato and egg drop soup.

The staple food is rice mixed with millet.

The grains and wheat at home were replaced by Meng Xiaoman in equal amounts with things in the space, and the rice was taken out of the space in the name of purchase.

In order not to be discovered by Xiao Xiangdong, every time she took out the rice, she would also take part of the family's money into the space and use it as the cost of buying rice.

Not long after dinner was ready, Xiao Xiangdong came back from work.

Xiao Xiangdong can do the work of two people by himself and still get off work on time, which makes other people in the team envious, especially the women in the village. They envy Meng Xiaoman for marrying a man who is so capable and loves his wife.

Because of Xiao Xiangdong's strength, Meng Xiaoman stopped going to work to cut wheat. In the past few days, when Xiao Xiangdong went out to work, she would go to the mountain with a basket on her back.

Because they were busy harvesting wheat, there was almost no one on the mountain.

Meng Xiaoman set many traps, took out spiritual grains from the space as bait, and caught many pheasants and hares. In fact, in addition to pheasants and hares, there are also squirrels, tits, and hedgehogs.

But they were all let go by Meng Xiaoman, and it was not the end of the world now, so she really couldn't bear to say anything.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and people are prone to heat stroke. Meng Xiaoman read several prescriptions for relieving heat in the book, and planned to find some herbs to reduce heat.

The most common ones on the roadside at the foot of the mountain were wild chrysanthemums, and Meng Xiaoman picked many of them. Wild chrysanthemum has the functions of clearing away heat, detoxifying, preventing heatstroke and dispersing wind, and is very suitable for making tea in summer.

There is also mint, which is commonly seen on hillsides and along ditches, which not only prevents heat stroke, but also prevents mosquito bites. Meng Xiaoman not only got a lot of fresh mint, but also transplanted many of them into the yard.

Hot weather tends to breed mosquitoes. Planting some mint in the yard can repel mosquitoes.

In addition to these, Meng Xiaoman also picked a lot of patchouli, honeysuckle and Ophiopogon japonicus. Patchouli relieves summer heat and reduces dampness, while honeysuckle clears away heat and detoxifies. In addition to being used as medicine, it can be soaked in water and drunk. It is very convenient to use.

There are many Chinese herbal medicines on the mountain, but they are not processed and cannot be used directly as medicine. Meng Xiaoman is looking for herbs that can be drunk or eaten.

Mr. Chen never taught her how to diagnose or see a doctor. Meng Xiaoman did not ask why, let alone urge her.

She doesn't have the aura of a heroine. She can't be loved by everyone, let alone expect anything. When she meets a noble person, she will dig deep into her heart and soul and try her best to promote her.

Mr. Chen cured Xiao Xiangdong, and Meng Xiaoman was satisfied.

I set the trap on the way up the mountain, and when I came down the mountain, I caught three pheasants and two hares.

I wonder if wild animals have a better ability to predict disasters than humans. Now the wild animals in the mountains are far less huntable than before.

Meng Xiaoman took out a pheasant and a hare and kept them to eat, while the other three were stored in the space.

The temperature in early summer this year was higher than in previous years, and the rain in spring was abundant. The wild apricots and peaches on the mountains have produced many fruits, which are just ripe now.

Meng Xiaoman picked a lot of wild apricots and prepared to dry some dried apricots. Although wild peaches are small in size and not good-looking, they taste very good. Meng Xiaoman didn't let it go either. He picked a lot and put them in the space to eat slowly.

I made pheasant stewed with potatoes that night, and there was a circle of cornmeal and wheat flour pasted on the side of the pot.

Compared to white flour cakes, Meng Xiaoman prefers those with cornmeal added. The cornmeal produced in space has a fragrant corn flavor and is a bit sweet when eaten. The wheat flour neutralizes the slightly thick texture of cornmeal, and it tastes just right. .

After the episode of being watched while applying medicine, Xiao Xiangdong was awkward for some reason for a day. Meng Xiaoman hadn't figured out the reason yet, but he returned to normal the next day, and the two of them returned to their usual way of getting along. However, after that day, Meng Xiaoman found that Xiao Xiangdong became more attentive.

In the past, he did most of the work at home, but now he is competing to do all the work.

Since his legs recovered, Meng Xiaoman has become more leisurely every day.

There was nothing to do at home, and Meng Xiaoman was bored with nothing, so she had to go up the mountain every day.

The weather has been too hot recently, and the number of fungi on the mountain has become visibly reduced, and the branches and leaves of the trees have also become a little wilted.

The stream passing by the mountain every day has become less powerful than before.

The summer harvest was finally over. After handing over the public rations, the brigade immediately distributed rations and work-share rations to each household. In addition to grains such as wheat and sweet potatoes, Meng Xiaoman also received one and a half kilograms of rapeseed oil, squeezed from this year's newly harvested rapeseed.

Meng Xiaoman was reluctant to use oil when cooking. The rapeseed oil was not enough to eat, so Meng Xiaoman had someone squeeze out some soybean oil. These beans were still the rations distributed last year. I never found a chance to eat them, so I kept them until now. Of course, these beans were replaced by Meng Xiaoman in the space.

The man who pressed the oil saw the soybeans she had brought over, grabbed a handful in his hand, looked at them, and said, "Your beans look really nice, big and round."

"I specially picked the plump ones so that the oil squeezed out will be more delicious." Meng Xiaoman replied.

After pressing the soybean oil, the remaining soybean cake is also a good thing. People from the Qinghe brigade usually stayed to make pancakes and stir-fry vegetables.