The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 349 It's Wheat Harvest Time Again (Bonus Chapter 2250 for the Emerging Color Master)

Time: The next day, which was the 24th day after the time travel back, around 3 p.m.

Location: Central Province, a region that many Chinese people have never even heard of, on the side of a rural dirt road.

A teacher from a certain school, who was also a newcomer to the time-traveling team, lit another cigarette with a 'click'.

The reason for using the adjective 'again' is that...

Xiao Henan sat on the irrigation ditch, facing the endless wheat field in front of him, smoking and sitting there for a long time.

The ground in front of him was littered with cigarette butts, which spoke volumes.

As for why such a situation and emotion would arise in a grown man? Of course, it's because this guy from Henan encountered some rather upsetting things.

To be more specific, it happened yesterday after delivering a meal worth 50 yuan.

After Hu Biao returned to Deyuelou, the flagship store in Panjiayuan, he explained the matter clearly in the group chat with a very emotional tone.

After listening, everyone in the group had their own different reactions.

Some people joked that Annie was a very reasonable girl, but now that Hu Biao had gotten his hands on her, it was like a good piece of meat falling into a dog's mouth.

Some people are worried about tomorrow's surgery, wondering if the child will survive.

Some people are complaining about that mysterious entity, calling it a complete bastard.

If you're unwilling to let them make a fortune, why did you let them buy the spoils in the first place? They brought them back, everyone happily divided the money, but then they squandered it in various ways. Isn't that just a rip-off?

Of the complaints above, those from Henan province are particularly vocal.

Even after a night had passed, his mood worsened; instead of resting at home on a rare Sunday, he came here alone.

I bought a pack of Golden Leaf cigarettes on the way here, and now there are only a few left in the box.

As for the reason, as mentioned earlier, Xiao Henan is a teacher and doesn't usually run tutoring classes or have the habit or idea of ​​earning extra money.

In this case, all income comes from that one salary.

Ironically, in the Central Plains Province, teachers' income is not only lower than that of coastal areas, but also lower than that of other inland areas; according to last year's salary ranking data, it ranked second to last in the country.

There's no other way! Central China is a major agricultural province.

To put it more nicely, this is the nation's granary, producing one-tenth of the country's grain and one-quarter of its wheat annually, effectively ensuring the country's food security.

To put it bluntly, there is no industrial base here, the local finances are weak, and the people's income is even worse.

After all, a bottle of mineral water can sell for two yuan in the supermarket, but wheat of the same volume can only sell for one yuan, while requiring seven months of hard work to cultivate.

The costs of seeds, fertilizers, and harvesters are all unavoidable.

Even the people of the Central Plains Province couldn't cultivate their land properly.

Because the population here is too large, but the average land per person is too small, children in the Central Plains Province are almost destined to grow up with half of them staying at home to farm and the other half going out to work.

In this way, they could live off this salary.

The family in Xiao Henan was not exactly struggling to make ends meet, but they were certainly living a tight life.

My wife, in particular, is always nagging me about how we need to take care of both sets of parents, and how the kids are growing so fast that the clothes and shoes we bought last year are too small for them this year.

When her best friends and other friends talked about how much they spent on a set of clothes or how good their cosmetics were, Xiao Henan always felt extremely depressed, but also quite helpless.

This situation improved significantly after the person experienced a time travel and received 50.

After making a profit of 50 yuan by successfully finding a bargain at an antique stall, everything went smoothly.

After satisfying the needs of both sets of parents for nutritional supplements, the daughter for a new cell phone, the son for new toys, and the daughter-in-law for new clothes and cosmetics, the family was also delighted with the added bonus of a summer vacation trip to a seaside city.

Even his wife, who used to yell at the drop of a hat, has become much quieter every day; he even feels the tenderness she had when they first started dating.

The old saying is so true! Money can't solve all problems, but 90% of the problems stem from not having money.

However, such good days didn't last long before someone told him that this windfall would only stay in his hands for a short while, and that he might lose it all in some way afterward.

For a moment, Xiao Henan really couldn't accept the reality here. He made an excuse to go fishing and came here alone to sit there in silence.

What else? Besides fishing, what other excuse can a man use to reassure his wife about going out...?

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When he reached into the cigarette pack again, he found nothing.

Xiao Henan finally realized that he had been sitting there like a constantly smoking chimney, and had actually finished a whole pack of cigarettes.

After being denied even a cigarette, Xiao Henan became increasingly depressed.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

Upon opening it casually, Xiao Henan was stunned for about ten seconds before a smile appeared on his face, and he felt more open-minded.

There was a new message in the group chat, sent by that damn bastard Hu Biao. The content was quite simple, yet very heartwarming:
Breaking news! The child's surgery is over, and the surgeon said it went unexpectedly smoothly with exceptionally good results.

With another month or two of follow-up treatment, he will be able to be discharged from the hospital and go to school like a normal child.

Therefore, this means that Hu Biao's 50 yuan was not wasted.

Similarly, even if one's 50 yuan is given away, it will benefit someone who needs it more, rather than being thrown into water without making a ripple.

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Henan felt much better.

Even the seemingly endless wheat fields that he had previously seen without feeling anything suddenly gave him a completely different state of mind.

At this time of year, the wheat in the fields is already full of ears of grain.

If things continue like this, in at most half a month, this year's wheat will ripen and be ready for harvest.

Throughout history, this land has witnessed countless joys and sorrows, and produced numerous kings, generals, scholars, and beauties.

Ultimately, it was nothing more than a trivial incident that occurred during the thousands of times the wheat ripened.

Since their last time traveling through time, they had fought the Japanese invaders in northwestern Shanxi like wild beasts.

The only difference is that the wheat ripened eighty-seven times.

Compared to that, what does the gain and loss of this 50 yuan windfall even matter?

Having figured all of this out, Xiao Henan whistled as he left; although he still had a headache on his face, he was no longer bothered by this windfall.

Instead, the headache is about going to the market later and needing to buy a lot of fish of different sizes and varieties.

If I don't buy it, my wife will laugh at me for going home empty-handed again.

Go ahead and buy them! It's a bit difficult to buy them all. If you buy all the same size fish, your wife will immediately know that you bought them at the market, and she'll laugh at you for a long time.

But when he turned around, Xiao Henan didn't see this scene.

He had been sitting in the irrigation ditch for a long time, and the following words flashed quickly across the surface of the water:
Hey! What happened to Lao Yu, Van Gogh, and Hu Biao was all pure coincidence. These things have absolutely nothing to do with me. You're all overthinking it.

I don't even care about the pittance you have...

(End of this chapter)