The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

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After returning to her dormitory, Jiang Muyan first laid out the kang (heated brick bed) and then sprinkled some mosquito repellent powder in the room.

There was a well to the east of the girls' dormitory. Jiang Muyan first drew a bucket of water and boiled it, and then drew another bucket of cold water for later use.

Although she had used cleansing talismans these past few days, she still wanted to wash with clean water, especially after sweating so much while giving Grandpa Qiao acupuncture tonight.

It's true that taking a bath in the countryside is inconvenient, but she's only been here a short time, so she can only make do for now and think of ways to improve things later.

After the water boiled, she first put the pheasant she had caught that day into a basin, scalded it with hot water, cleaned it quickly, and put it in a mustard bag before washing up.

After finishing her work, Jiang Muyan began to cultivate. After converting all the merit she had gained that day into spiritual energy, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the space in her body that stored spiritual energy had actually expanded considerably!

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Jiang Muyan listened to the chirping of insects in the quiet night.

This was her first night in Wanshan Brigade. She had traveled to this era and was like an orphan. This dormitory she rented was, for the time being, her first "home" in this unfamiliar era.

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Because she had already practiced before going to sleep, Jiang Muyan did not continue practicing after waking up the next morning.

She first went to the front yard to fetch a bucket of water, washed the vines she had cut down yesterday, and then boiled a pot of water to soak the vines in it—only softened vines could be used for weaving.

While the rattan was soaking, Jiang Muyan began preparing breakfast. She took out a bag of breakfast bread from her mustard seed bag, and then cooked a bowl of millet porridge. A simple breakfast was ready. There were no tables or chairs in the dormitory, so she stood around the stove and ate her breakfast.

After breakfast, Jiang Muyan moved the softened rattan to a shady spot to air dry. Just as she finished, the sound of bells ringing echoed through the village.

This must be the work bell! Jiang Muyan thought to herself, then picked up her bag and the water bottle she had prepared in advance, locked the doors to the dormitory and the kitchen, and went outside.

Just as I reached the main path of the educated youth compound, I heard Jiang Xiechuan's voice behind me:

"Comrade Jiang Muyan, are you going to work?"

Jiang Muyan turned her head and saw Jiang Xiechuan and Fu Moxuan just coming out of the room.

"Yes!" Jiang Muyan said, standing still and waiting for them.

Jiang Xiechuan quickly locked the door, then pulled Fu Moxuan and hurried to Jiang Muyan's side:

"Let's go together! This is your first time working, and I'll take you to the threshing ground to meet up."

Jiang Muyan smiled and nodded:

"Okay! Thank you very much!"

"No need to be so polite!" Jiang Xiechuan waved his hand, but a strange feeling inexplicably arose in his heart.

He seemed to treat Jiang Muyan differently from other girls. Before this, because his only younger sister, Jiang Chuyao, was spoiled and selfish from a young age, he had always avoided girls.

But when he faced Jiang Muyan, he felt inexplicably close to her, especially her appearance, which he felt he had seen somewhere before.

But when Jiang Muyan introduced herself yesterday, she said she was from Qing City, Shandong Province, which he had never been to, making him feel even stranger.

When the three arrived at the threshing ground, many villagers had already gathered. After everyone had arrived, Qiao Jinhe stood on the high platform and loudly assigned the day's farm work:

"Today's main task is to weed the cornfield at the east end of the village! Everyone, please stick to your assigned plots and be careful not to damage the corn seedlings!"

After speaking, his gaze fell on Jiang Muyan and the others: "The new educated youth, bring your tools and come with me, I'll divide the land for you!"

Jiang Muyan and the others followed Captain Qiao to another cornfield.

Qiao Jinhe marked out five plots of land of the same size and said:

"You five, one plot each. If you can finish weeding your plot today, you'll get ten work points; if you can't finish, the scorekeeper will calculate the work points based on the actual amount of work done."

After giving his instructions, he added one more sentence, still not entirely at ease:

"Remember, you must clear all the weeds. If you miss any, you'll lose work points!" He turned and left after everyone nodded in agreement.

Actually, before coming here this morning, his wife specifically told him that if Jiang Muyan looked as tired as yesterday, he should find a way to arrange some easy work for her.

But it's not the busy farming season yet, and besides weeding, there's nothing easier to do—we can't exactly make her go with the village children to gather pig feed, can we? Making her special would only make Jiang, the educated youth, the subject of gossip.

Fortunately, when he saw Jiang Muyan earlier, he found that the young girl was full of energy and seemed more energetic than the other female educated youth.

Hey, no wonder he's called a little miracle doctor, he recovers so quickly!

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After Captain Qiao left, Song Wenhui looked at the corn stalks that were much taller than her, and then at the dense weeds in the field, and couldn't help but complain:

"How can we possibly finish this? The sun is so strong, are we supposed to keep working until noon?"

She thought she would get the agreement of the others, since they were all from the city and had never done this kind of farm work before.

To her disappointment, the others ignored her complaints and had already picked up their tools and gone into the cornfield to start working.

Song Wenhui pursed her lips, her gaze falling on Jiang Muyan. She noticed that Jiang Muyan wasn't wearing a straw hat, and a hint of schadenfreude immediately rose in her heart.

Under this scorching sun, half a day's exposure would surely turn Jiang Muyan into a dark tan. She couldn't wait to see Jiang Muyan looking disheveled.

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Jiang Muyan hadn't expected to be weeding in the cornfield today, so she only wore a short-sleeved shirt.

Fortunately, she had brought a handbag, and using the handbag as a cover, she took out a thin coat from her bag and put it on.

The sun was quite strong, so she quietly took out a cooling talisman from her bag and used it. A cool sensation swept over her whole body, and the heat dissipated considerably.

Jiang Muyan moved quickly. At first, she could still hear Song Wenhui's spoiled complaints from time to time. As they got further and further apart, Jiang Muyan felt that the surroundings became quieter and quieter.

Oh, the one who's progressing at a similar pace to hers is Fu Moxuan, who's surrounded by that purple aura.

Fu Moxuan was also surprised. He hadn't expected Jiang Muyan, a young girl, to be so efficient at farm work. But then he thought about it, and since she was so skilled in physical labor, it seemed reasonable that she was efficient at farm work as well.

Just as the group was working diligently, a shout suddenly came from the field:

"Is Jiang Zhiqing here? Jiang Zhiqing!"

Jiang Xiechuan wasn't nearby, and Jiang Muyan was puzzled, wondering who would come looking for her. She replied, "Here," and put down her tools as she walked outside.

As she walked out of the cornfield, she was slightly taken aback when she saw the people approaching—it was Qiao Jintao's two sons.

"Is something the matter? Is Grandpa Qiao feeling unwell?"

"No, no!" Qiao Jintao's eldest son, Qiao Weiting, quickly waved his hand, scratching the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly, and explained, "Jiang Zhiqing, my dad sent my brother and me to help you with the work!"

Jiang Muyan smiled and politely declined, saying, "No need to trouble you. This job isn't tiring; I can handle it myself."

"Jiang Zhiqing, please don't refuse. You saved our grandfather yesterday, and we don't know how to thank you enough!"

Qiao Jintao's other son, Qiao Weijing, said this while pulling his elder brother into the area where Jiang Muyan had just come from, continuing to speak as they walked:

"Jiang Zhiqing, please don't refuse. If you don't agree, we won't be able to explain it to our father when we get back, and we'll definitely get a beating!"