Follow the army to the island, the rebellious male protagonist was led by me to counterattack

Chapter 294 Cloth
Since Shi Xia was idle anyway, she decided to tend to the yard at home.

After Wen Cheng'an was promoted, his superiors suggested that he be given a different courtyard, but Shi Xia quite liked this secluded location, and since Lin Sisi and Fu Xue were both there, she didn't move.

Shi Xia wanted to pave the yard with red bricks and leave two plots of land on the left and right to grow vegetables.

Without hesitation, she went directly to the logistics department to ask for red bricks.

Shi Xia's name is useful everywhere; she didn't even have to wait, as several young soldiers brought her red bricks.

"Have some water before you go."

Shi Xia tried to persuade them to stay, but none of the young soldiers stayed; they all left with simple, honest smiles.

Shi Xia didn't insist and started laying the bricks herself.

At noon, Wen Chengan got his lunch from the cafeteria and brought it back to deliver.

"My wife, what are you doing?"

Shi Xia turned her back to Wen Cheng'an, then turned around, her face covered in dirt.

"Laying bricks."

"Why didn't you wait for me to come back and do it?"

Wen Cheng'an stepped forward, took the brick from Shi Xia's hand, and looked around.

"Are you breaking bricks with your bare hands?"

"Or else?"

Wen Cheng'an: It still has to be his wife!

Cattle!
"That makes sense."

Wen Cheng'an pulled Shi Xia up, put down the brick, and pushed her, saying, "Go wash your face and hands and eat. Leave the rest to me."

"Wen Cheng'an, I'm not tired, and I don't have much to do, so I find it quite interesting."

Shi Xia entered the house while talking, washed her face and hands, and sat down at the dining table to eat.

She was just saying it occasionally; she was trying to show Wen Cheng'an the value of a man.

Wen Chengan had already taken off his coat and, after finding the right tools, continued laying the bricks.

"Nothing to do? Chief Wei wants you to organize two training sessions."

Shi Xia shook her head as she ate her meal.

"I'm not interested, I don't want to go, I think paving bricks is better."

"Okay, let's lay the bricks then."

Wen Chengan could not stay long, as his lunch break was limited.

After seeing him off, Shi Xia continued laying bricks.

It's not just a simple flat lay; it has a patterned design.

When Wen Cheng'an returned in the evening, he found that Shi Xia had finished.

He showered her with compliments without reservation, and Shi Xia listened attentively.

Over the next few days, Shi Xia seemed to have unlocked something new, and she kept tinkering around the house in all sorts of creative ways.

Today we'll build a flower stand, tomorrow a swing, or maybe we'll transplant some flowers and plants.

Under her renovation, the small courtyard was transformed into a beautiful house that resembled a garden.

It's very fulfilling.

This made Fu Xue and Lin Sisi, who were standing nearby, envious, and they started talking about it to their own men.

Xue Gang and Zhou Yusheng could only find Wen Chengan.

"Commander Wen, let Shi Xia rest. I went up the mountain to look for wildflowers yesterday and almost got eaten by mosquitoes."

"Me too, I went to lay bricks, but the quartermaster scolded me, saying I was dreaming. There aren't even enough bricks to build a house, let alone lay the ground for you!"

Xue Gang and Zhou Yusheng were on the verge of tears. Their two wives had scolded them for not handling things well.

Their family status has been declining day by day.

Wen Cheng'an listened to the two talking and looked up.

"Finished?"

"That's it."

"Turn left after you go out, and close the door behind you."

"You—forget it, why would we want to see him?"

"The main reason is that I don't dare to approach Shi Xia."

The two men exchanged a miserable look, realizing that their wives preferred their neighbors to them.

Wen Cheng'an watched the two leave, took out a cup, grabbed a handful of goji berries, and put them into the cup.

He needs to take some supplements.

He knew why Shi Xia had been so busy lately; it wasn't just because she was free.

Shi Xia used to have a lot of free time, but she always managed to enjoy it.

I recently returned to the family compound. The neighboring front yard on the left side of the compound is full of children, and Fu Xue and Lin Sisi also bring their children over.

Although Shi Xia said to let things take their natural course, and she could actually do it, she always felt a little regretful.

Wen Cheng'an was unaware of Shi Xia's longing for the next generation after returning from the apocalypse.

In Shi Xia's view, children are the future. So, she finds things to do, simple physical labor that doesn't require much thought.

Wen Cheng'an was only guessing at Shi Xia's thoughts; he had already asked Old Man Xu for a prescription for dietary supplements.

On the other side, Shi Xia was sunbathing in the yard; she had calmed down.

"Comrade Shi Xia, you have a phone call."

"understood."

Shi Xia got up, went back inside to get her keys, locked the door, and went to answer the phone.

She was still a little dazed when she received the call. A textile factory?
By the way, she placed an order with the textile factory, and from what they said, they're ready to deliver the goods.

The previous batch of goods was cleared out of inventory with Shi Xia's help, and this batch is a new one they produced.

But where should she put it?
She obtained all the goods and money by using her identity as a divine doctor; she didn't spend a single penny of her own money.

She has no shortage of fabric.

"I understand, I will arrange for delivery."

Shi Xia hung up the phone.

Looks like we'll have to make some changes again.

She plans to sell this batch of fabric.

Where to sell it is a question worth considering.

When Wen Cheng'an returned home from get off work, he was delighted to find that Shi Xia hadn't tidied the house.

Upon entering the room, I saw Shi Xia intently looking at a map, tracing lines on it with her finger.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Chengan came closer and hugged Shi Xia from behind.

“I have a batch of fabric that I’m planning to sell, and I’m looking for a place to sell it.”

Wen Chengan knew about the textile factory, so he decided to go and watch along.

"Have you come up with any ideas yet?"

Shi Xia nodded and pointed with her finger.

"here!"

Wen Cheng'an looked in the direction of the finger and saw YN.

"From here, return here."

Shi Xia left again.

When she returned to the city, she resumed her identity as the divine doctor and went to find the textile tycoon, Huang Xiong.

Every time she visited Huang Xiong's palace-like house, she was captivated.

I really want to take all this gold.

"Miracle doctor, I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner."

Huang Xiong has arrived.

Shi Xia looked over and frowned.

Is he going to become a monk?

How could she remember him having hair?
The imposing and domineering Huang Xiong in front of me was gone; he was bald and wore a white coat that looked like a cassock.

"Long time no see, Mr. Huang Xiong has changed a lot."

Huang Xiong smiled kindly and put his hands together in prayer.

"The Holy Lord's teachings are good."

Holy Lord?

"What is the Holy Lord?"

"Hahaha! The Holy Lord is the greatest and most radiant Holy Lord."

Shi Xia: Isn't that obvious?

Next, she listened to Huang Xiong praising the Holy Lord for half an hour and began to understand.

There was a swindler who impersonated God and tricked Huang Xiong into believing he could live forever.

"Mr. Huang Xiong, you haven't been scammed, have you?"

"Impossible, the Holy Lord would not lie."

Shi Xia's lips twitched. This swindler was impressive; she even wanted to meet him and learn his tricks.

Originally, she wanted to borrow Huang Xiong's boat and men to bring back Chinese fabrics and sell them here.

But now, she feels that meeting this holy lord first is also an option.

“Mr. Huang Xiong, I am very interested in the Holy Lord you mentioned. Could you introduce me to him?”

Huang Xiong hesitated.

"The Holy Lord does not like outsiders, and he does not meet outsiders casually; it is all by fate."

He's starting to sound less and less like a good person.

(End of this chapter)