1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 995 Indirectly Supporting Her Sister
After Fu Yancheng left, Xiao's father called his father and elder brother, casually mentioning that Chuxue would be returning to Changping the next day.

Thinking about my younger sister's situation, and since I didn't know his home phone number, I decided to call my brother-in-law's workplace the next day to let him know.

After finishing her tidying up, Chu Xue went to her cousin's room again: "Du Juan, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

She had specifically added water from the space pool to the brown sugar ginger water she made for Dujuan, which should have some effect.

Then Dujuan said, "Much better."

He then handed her a small cloth bag: "There are some red dates in here. Eating a few every day will be good for your health."

Du Juan was moved again: "Cousin, thank you."

Chu Xue smiled and patted her hair: "I'm your older sister, so of course I want to take care of you. There's no need to be so formal between us sisters."

Du Juan nodded emphatically: "I'll remember that, sister."

From then on, Du Juan changed her way of addressing her, never calling her "Second Cousin" again, and instead directly calling her "Sister".

Seeing that it was getting late, Chuxue gave a few more instructions and then went back to her room.

After closing and securing the doors and windows, I turned off the lights and went directly into the space.

She's going back to Changping tomorrow, and she can't touch anything at home. She plans to prepare her things tonight and go out tomorrow morning to make a show of it, saying she got everything sorted out on the black market.

In the current space, three acres are planted with various grain crops, three acres with various fruits, about half an acre with various vegetables, and the rest are all planted with medicinal herbs. Even the edges of the fields are not overlooked, with all kinds of precious flowers that can be found planted. Those ten acres are planted to the brim.

She was thinking that if she could get other plants, she would move the fruit trees in the field to the mountain, but the mountain behind the house wasn't very big, and chickens, ducks, rabbits and sheep were still being raised on it.

Thinking about all this makes me a little depressed. I've been to Inner Mongolia before, but I didn't even manage to get a single cow or horse. It seems I'll have to go again sometime.

She doesn't care about raising a large scale, just enough for her daily consumption. Anyway, the space storage keeps things fresh, and if it really succeeds, she can just slaughter one every now and then and that will be enough for her to eat for a long time.

Lost in thought, I went into the warehouse. I remembered that I needed to replenish my blood after giving birth, so I naturally needed red dates. My brother-in-law had found some, and I had given some to my mother and sister-in-law, leaving only a few for myself.

I didn't object at the time because I felt it was my sister's way of showing her respect to our elders, and I couldn't refuse her directly, much less overstep my bounds.

Of course, she didn't pack too much. She stopped when she saw that it weighed about two pounds. She didn't want to be taken advantage of. After all, she would have to trouble Qiu's mother to cook the postpartum meals. If she brought too much good stuff, she didn't know if it would all end up in her own sister's mouth.

On the contrary, since each item was in small quantities, it was the food that ended up in her stomach. After all, the quantity was limited, and they couldn't very well compete with the postpartum woman who was breastfeeding for the food that would help her produce milk and nourish her body.

It wasn't that she was being petty or stingy; it was just that she couldn't bring herself to ask. Otherwise, instead of helping her sister and brother-in-law, she would likely cause them endless trouble.

I also packed a small bag of raisins. My sister can eat a few every day to help promote bowel movements. After all, during postpartum confinement, she does nothing but eat and sleep. It can also supplement trace elements. Although she might not understand what I'm saying, it's enough for her to know.

The rice harvested earlier in the space had not yet been husked. She had neither a stone mortar for pounding rice nor a stone mill for grinding rice, so she could only let her brother-in-law find a solution himself.

(End of this chapter)