Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

After returning to the village from the cave, Xia Weiwei went to the temporary division hospital.

"Weiwei, what have you been busy with lately?"

"Sister Weiwei, what kind of task did the commander assign you?"

"Weiwei..."

Upon seeing Xia Weiwei appear, the medical staff began asking her a barrage of questions.

Although Xia Weiwei would help them and explain the use of those drugs every time she came to this time and space.

But Xia Weiwei's frequent disappearances still piqued their curiosity.

"Keep it a secret, keep it a secret, understand?"

At this moment, Wang Maixiang suddenly came out.

She addressed the crowd, saying, "This is the commander's order; if you want to find him, go find the commander!"

As she spoke, Wang Maixiang looked at Xia Weiwei and asked, "Weiwei, did you come to see me?"

"Um!"

Xia Weiwei nodded.

So, Wang Maixiang and Xia Weiwei left together.

Once outside, Wang Maixiang quickly asked, "Sister Weiwei, have you clarified the situation regarding the milk?"

"Some people do experience indigestion after drinking milk."

Xia Weiwei said, "I had someone find you some medicine to help you digest milk, and I also bought some milk powder. If your milk is still like that after drinking milk powder, you should give your nephew some medicine."

The village wasn't big, and the two of them arrived at Xia Weiwei's courtyard while they were talking.

"Maixiang, wait here for a moment, I'll go in and get the things!"

As Xia Weiwei spoke, she went straight back to her own courtyard.

She went inside, took out the milk powder and digestive enzymes from her backpack, and put them in a black plastic bag.

Then, Xia Weiwei pushed the cart out and brought out the bag of flour as well.

Xia Weiwei opened the bag, took out the digestive enzymes, and explained, "Open one small packet each time and mix it with 30 ml of warm water below 40 degrees Celsius. Never consume it with food that is too hot."

"Okay, I understand."

Wang Maixiang nodded in agreement.

"Take these cans of milk powder and this bag of flour with you!"

Xia Weiwei then handed the black plastic bag and the trolley to Wang Maixiang, saying, "But you have to return this trolley to me."

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Maixiang quickly shook her head and said, "Sister Weiwei, you've already given me medicine and milk powder, how can I possibly ask for your flour? Besides, one can of milk powder is enough, you've given me so much all at once, it's really too much."

Wang Maixiang is not a greedy person.

In her opinion, she felt very embarrassed that she had only given the other party one silver dollar but had asked for so many things.

If her nephew hadn't genuinely been malnourished, she wouldn't have come to ask him for help.

Xia Weiwei's face hardened, and she said, "Maixiang, if you really consider me a sister, then you should just take it obediently!"

The other party's silver coin sold for four or five thousand yuan.

All of these things together cost less than 1000 yuan.

Xia Weiwei naturally didn't want to take advantage of the other party.

"Sister Weiwei, I..."

Wang Maixiang wanted to say something more, but Xia Weiwei had already turned around and gone back to the courtyard.

She was afraid the other party wouldn't accept it.

"Sister Weiwei, consider these borrowed from you!"

Wang Maixiang gritted her teeth, her face full of gratitude, and said, "I will definitely repay you properly when I have the chance in the future!"

After saying that, she pushed the cart, carrying the black plastic bag, and returned to her home.

As soon as she entered the house, Wang Maixiang saw her elderly mother working in the yard, with her young nephew sitting to the side.

This way, I can watch the children and do some chores at the same time.

"Maixiang, why are you back?"

Hearing the noise, Duan Gailian glanced at her daughter.

When she saw what the other person was holding, she couldn't help but ask, "What are these things you're holding? They're not from the Eighth Route Army, are they? The Eighth Route Army overthrew the landlords and even gave our family land; you can't steal their things!"

As the saying goes, bandits are like combs, and soldiers are like fine brushes.

In Duan Gailian's eyes, neither bandits nor soldiers were good people.

It wasn't until the Eighth Route Army arrived that her life changed dramatically.

These troops did not commit any offenses against the people. They not only did not rob the people of their food, but also helped the people cut firewood, carry water, and build walls.

In Duan Gailian's eyes, these Eighth Route Army soldiers were the modern-day "Yue Family Army" and "Qi Family Army," belonging to the army of justice!

"Mom, what did you say?!"

Wang Maixiang glared at her mother and said, "Is your daughter the kind of ungrateful wretch?"

"To tell you the truth, all of this was given to me by Sister Weiwei. There's medicine to help with digestion, milk powder, and a bag of flour!"

Duan Gailian stood up and asked, "What did you say? Why did she give you so many things?"

"I don't know either!"

Wang Maixiang scratched her head and said, "Last time I just asked her for some milk, and then my nephew wasn't feeling well after drinking. This time she gave me so much stuff. Could it be that she feels bad for not helping me last time?"

Duan Gailian stepped forward, untied the string from the flour bag, and opened it to take a look.

"ah!"

Duan Gailian couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "This flour is so white, it must be refined flour?"

You should know that in their mountain villages, flour is ground using stone mills. Using this method, it is very difficult to remove the bran and aleurone layer of wheat completely.

The aleurone layer contains a natural yellowish-brown pigment, which causes the flour to turn yellowish-gray.

Only wealthy people in the city would eat flour that had its bran removed, and was milky white with a slightly pale yellow color.

People from these mountain villages don't eat pure flour when they eat noodles. Instead, they mix in a lot of corn flour, sorghum flour, bran, etc., and the flour may even turn black.

This kind of flour is very rough and has a bitter taste.

Duan Gailian said, "Girl, you should return this fine flour to its owner!"

"I just want to pay them back, but they won't give me the chance!"

Wang Maixiang sighed, "There are guards protecting Sister Weiwei's courtyard; they won't let me in at all!"

"So, which high-ranking official's daughter is Weiwei?"

Duan Gailian asked, "None of your division commanders, political commissars, or deputy division commanders seem to have the surname Xia, right?"

"Mom, the Eighth Route Army treats its officers and soldiers the same; the soldiers eat the same food as the commanders."

Wang Maixiang said with a wry smile, "Besides, Sister Weiwei came from Beiping to Yan'an, and her family is very well-off."

Duan Gailian said, "So, she's the daughter of a high-ranking official in the Kuomintang?"

"I can't explain it to you!"

Wang Maixiang shook her head and said, "I'm going to feed my nephew!"

She put the plastic bag aside, and as soon as she opened it, she was surprised to see a water bottle specifically for breastfeeding, with a nipple on top of it.

"Sister Weiwei is so thoughtful!"

Wang Maixiang got some hot water, added the milk powder, stirred it well, let it cool, covered it, and fed it to her nephew.

This time, her nephew did not experience the previous symptoms after drinking it.

"mother!"

Wang Maixiang said excitedly, "Your grandson will finally have milk to drink."

Duan Gailian said, "We really need to thank them!"