Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 404 You have to help me, I don't want to get pregnant.

After the autumn harvest, it's time to collect mountain produce.

There weren't many people going up the mountain to collect goods last year, and there are even fewer this year.

Most of those going up the mountain were aunties, grandmas, and children; they were all people who hadn't worked in factories.

Xu Qinghuan was already showing some signs of pregnancy. She carried a basket on her back and went up the mountain with Ren Jingmo to collect herbs. As they collected herbs, she taught Ren Jingmo how to identify the medicinal materials, their properties, and their pharmacology.

After filling a basket with water, Xu Qinghuan sat on the trunk of a tree that had been struck by lightning and drank some. She handed Ren Jingmo a military water bottle, saying, "Drink more."

Inside was spiritual water from a spatial dimension. Ren Jingmo found it sweet when she drank it. "Sister, did you put sugar in it?"

"Hmm, it has sugar in it. Is it good? Drink more, it will help you grow stronger."

In the past year, Ren Jingmo has grown taller and stronger, and his face has become much fairer.

At the beginning of this year, Xu Qinghuan stepped down from her post as the barefoot doctor of the production team, and Jiang Baohua applied to the higher authorities to have Ren Shanglu take over the position.

Life is much better in Shangjiang Brigade now. Since last year, the production team has been paying barefoot doctors ten yuan a month, and Ren Shanglu also receives this money. In addition, he earns ten work points every day, and the lives of the grandfather and grandson are much better than before.

Big Egg arrived and called Ren Jingmo to play. Xu Qinghuan gave him a handful of candy, saying, "Go ahead, share it with your friends. I'll give you more when you run out! Don't go up the mountain or to the river."

"Okay, sis, I won't!"

Ren Jingmo kept three candies for himself and gave the rest to Da Dan and the others, saying, "These are from my sister, so you can have some sweet treats."

Xu Qinghuan smiled; the little guy was quite good at talking.

It was getting late, and Xu Qinghuan was about to pick up her basket and head down the mountain when a slender, pale hand reached out to her. "Give it to me!"

Without a word, the boy picked up the basket. He looked nervously at Xu Qinghuan. The cat peeked out from his pocket, looking at this and that, before finally meowing and disappearing into the pocket.

Xu Qinghuan smiled and withdrew her hand.

As they descended the mountain, Lu Mingxu carefully supported her, a slight smile playing on his lips. Sunlight danced in his eyes, which resembled Xu Qinghuan's, like twinkling stars.

Upon reaching the door, he put down the basket and turned to leave without looking back.

Half a year has passed, and the boy has grown a lot taller. His old clothes are all too small and hang up on him. But he walks into the sunlight with light steps. When he crosses ditches and bumps, he will jump over them, like a bird spreading its wings and flying towards the horizon.

Jiang Xingye came out of the house, glanced in the direction of Xu Qinghuan's gaze, picked up the basket with one hand and took Xu Qinghuan's arm with the other, and asked, "Did he bring this back for you?"

"Hmm." Xu Qinghuan rubbed her fingers together; the mud on them had dried and fell off in a rustling sound, revealing her fair fingertips. "He is different from Lu Ranglian and Song Wanlin."

I treated his leg because he was so young and pitiful; I thought he wouldn't be able to walk. I never expected him to be so strong.

He emerged from that dark period, and the boy who had lost his protection quickly grew up and avenged himself.

“I heard that he reads whenever he has time. When he came from Yancheng, he didn’t even bring winter clothes, he only brought books. He should still have some money. Every time he goes to the county, he goes to Xinhua Bookstore or to the old man’s to find books.”

Jiang Xingye said, "With this ambition, the Lu family may rise again in the future."

Xu Qinghuan didn't take it seriously, saying, "That's his business."

Clearly, Lu Mingxu is destined for greatness. Duan Qingmei came to the door, covering her face and crying, "Xu Qinghuan, I know I've wronged you before, but you have to help me, I don't want to get pregnant."

She didn't try to cover it up. When the police arrived, they took Qian Shan and Lu Nianying away. Although it was impossible for her to tell the commune members what had happened, rumors had already started circulating, and the rumors were quite nasty.

One minute, Lu Mingqiu said no man liked her; the next minute, she was taken advantage of.

"Go find Old Ren. I'm not a barefoot doctor anymore."

Duan Qingmei shook her head, took out five yuan from her pocket and handed it to Xu Qinghuan, "This is all the money I have. Please, give me some medicine. I can't get pregnant."

Xu Qinghuan had no reason to turn down money, so she got up and went to the sanitation station, with Duan Qingmei following closely behind her.

Xu Qinghuan grabbed a prescription and handed it to her, saying, "Decoct it and drink it as soon as possible. Don't drink it for more than three days, otherwise it won't be effective."

The incident happened the night before last, and half of the time has already passed. Duan Qingmei's expression changed, as if the seed had already sprouted and taken root in her body. She grabbed the medicine and ran towards the educated youth settlement.

Xu Qinghuan handed five yuan to Ren Shanglu. "I heard from my father on the phone a couple of days ago that many people have returned to the city. He also said that the medical university has submitted an application to have you return to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine as its dean. What are your thoughts on this?"

The policies above are changing for the better.

Ren Shanglu accepted the money and made a note in the ledger. "What's the panic? Aren't you all still here?"

Xu Qinghuan sat on the stool, watching Ren Shanglu organize the medical records. "We're still early on. We have no reputation or achievements. The country hasn't thought of us yet. We need to formulate policies now, but we haven't reached the implementation stage yet."

Ren Shanglu asked her, "Have you thought about which path you want to take in the future? You seem so lazy, can you handle being a doctor?"

It wasn't that Ren Shanglu was afraid Xu Qinghuan couldn't endure hardship. He could see things more clearly than anyone else. The Shangjiang Brigade had made a qualitative leap in industry and agriculture, almost catching up with Europe and the United States. Jiang Xingye's contributions were undoubtedly immense, but the real command was in Xu Qinghuan's hands.

She is an amazing person!

"We'll see when the time comes. I'll do whatever I want, depending on my mood at the time," Xu Qinghuan said playfully.

Ren Shanglu's health has improved significantly after a year of recuperation.

Those bodies, mutilated and broken from abuse, have now been repaired and are more robust, but the shadows remain.

He looked at the distant green mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist. The sunlight made the mountaintops shine, and the rosy clouds connected the mountaintops with the sky. The evergreen pines stood at the highest point, their color unfaded despite the severe frost and scorching heat.

"You are a good kid. No matter what you do, you can make something of yourself. The country needs talents like you. No matter what happened in this country in the past, it was all done by people. This country, this land, and the entire nation are innocent."

These words were more meant for himself than for Xu Qinghuan.

After leaving the health clinic, Xu Qinghuan went to the Jiang family's house. The old man said he had caught a cold, so Xu Qinghuan gave him a few acupuncture needles and some pills, and chatted with the two old people for a while.

"When you give birth, let your aunt come and live with you to take care of you during your postpartum period." The old lady took out two sets of clothes she had sewn herself and gave them to Xu Qinghuan. "My eyesight isn't very good, and the stitches aren't very close, so just make do with them."

Zhou Guizhi did not disagree. "His uncle said the same thing, and he suggested that Xinglan lend a hand. It will be May then, the weather will be warm, and the child will be easier to take care of."

"This child certainly knows how to pick her timing." The old lady looked at Xu Qinghuan's belly, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

In March after the Lunar New Year, two jeeps drove into the Shangjiang Brigade one after the other, heading towards Ren Shanglu.

The third watch, the second watch!