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Chapter 36 Dongxiang Village is too difficult
A crisp sound rang out beside her. An Min looked down and met a pair of clear eyes.

The little girl was still tugging at Anmin's clothes, treating her as someone who could help them.

Anmin squatted down and reached out to pat the little girl's head.

"What's your name? Where are your parents?"

The little girl looked to be only seven or eight years old, but when Anmin held her hand and felt her bones, she felt a little strange.

How could she have gotten so thin? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's skin and bones.

"Zhaodi, come here."

Just then, the old village chief came walking over, leaning on a well-worn cane, his steps uneven.

His face was deeply lined with wrinkles, etched with sorrow.

"Is this Comrade An Min? Commander Liang told me about it."

He sighed, his voice hoarse and dry, and gave a somewhat forced smile.

“You mean well, but look at how things are in our Dongcun village, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

The old village chief thanked Anmin first, and then said those words.

To be honest, he himself had no hope left.

The young people in Dongxiang Village have all gone out to work; no one wants to stay here.

The older folks raise sheep at home, waiting to sell them at the end of the year.

However, a lot of sheep died a couple of days ago, so this year's Lunar New Year is destined to be difficult.

Village Chief Wang was so worried that he almost lost all his hair.

"Since things have come to this, why don't I give it a try?"

Anmin took out a few cornbread buns from her pocket and asked Zhaodi to distribute them to the children.

Zhao Di's eyes lit up when she received the steamed buns, and An Min smiled and told her to come over.

After comforting the hungry Zhao Di, she squatted down and gently ran her fingers along the edge of a crack that was at least two fingers wide.

The soil is hard; forget about planting anything, even watering it now probably wouldn't help.

This land, just as the experts said, is no longer suitable for use as farmland.

Anmin thought for a moment, then carefully took out a small paper packet from the worn cloth bag.

The paper packet was opened, revealing a dozen or so seeds inside.

They were so small and inconspicuous that they were unlike any seeds Anmin had ever seen at the supply and marketing cooperative or at the homes of fellow villagers.

This is what she found in the space.

It is easier to grow than real wheat. In addition, Anmin also found some corn and grape seeds.

Anmin thought it was worth trying these out; if they worked, everyone would be happy.

Moreover, she had previously tried the lake water in the space. That lake water was sweet and refreshing, and when used to irrigate fruit trees, the fruit trees would show obvious changes the next day.

Therefore, Anmin plans to first use lake water to improve the soil condition before planting seeds.

In short, she considered it a very meaningful thing.

She also had her own selfish motives; if she succeeded, her reputation as a "capitalist lady" could be completely erased.

In a few years, she can still reap considerable benefits from this incident.

Thinking of this, Anmin seemed to have made up her mind.

She was determined to give it her all in Dongxiang Village.

"Comrade Anmin, this..."

The village chief hesitated before asking a question. An Min stood up and turned to look at the village chief.

“Village chief, could you find some people to fence off all this land and then set up the greenhouse?”

"Comrade Anmin, you have such a kind heart..."

The old village chief kept sighing; they had tried every method Anmin could think of.

If there were any other way, Anmin wouldn't have needed to come.

“We can build a shed. Look at our village, the only people who can still move are a few old coffins and a few babies.”

"The young and strong? They've all gone to the city to find work, and maybe a few won't even come back for the New Year! Ask them to cut down trees and build scaffolding? That's difficult!"

It wasn't that the old village chief didn't want to help; if he were ten years younger, he would have built the greenhouse himself.

Thinking of this, the wrinkles on his face deepened. "Then I'll think of a way. Could you help me fence off this piece of land first?"

Anmin felt that what she had just said was indeed a bit unreasonable.

But this land is the only arable land, and it absolutely cannot be destroyed any further.

"Okay, I'll have someone cordon it off right away."

The old village chief didn't refuse any longer and readily agreed.

They came to help them, so if they keep making excuses, then it's their fault.

After speaking with the old village chief, Anmin prepared to leave.

She had just looked around and found that there was an irrigation canal, but no source.

It seems that the difficulties in Dongxiang Village are greater than she imagined.

Anmin watched as Zhaodi led several even younger children, their eyes fixed longingly on Zhaodi's worn-out pocket.

All that was left were two hard, dry cornbread buns.

The children's eyes were like little hooks, hooking at her heart and making her feel uncomfortable.

Before leaving, Anmin broke the last two cornbread buns in half and gave them away.

After leaving Dongxiang Village, Anmin planned to go home and make a plan.

We will proceed step by step, striving to sow the seeds before next spring.

Otherwise, it would delay another year of farming.

"An Min?"

As she was thinking about these things, she heard her cousin Wei Hong's voice from afar.

An Min paused, turned around, and looked at the person behind her.

Wei Hong wore a brand new blue shirt today, and her two braids were tied with red ribbons.

A man dressed as a postman was standing next to her, and his gaze kept moving back and forth over Anmin, making her very uncomfortable.

"I heard you went to Dongxiang Village to farm?"

Wei Hong walked forward a few steps, her face full of schadenfreude.

At first, she felt a little jealous when she learned that Anmin had married Liang Yi.

In her opinion, An Min was not worthy of Liang Yi; she should marry an old farmer from the fields, the person she would never have married before.

Only then would Wei Hong feel at ease.

She had heard Wei Yaozong say that if Qin Shulan hadn't been sent to the countryside by her family, everything Anmin's mother owned would have belonged to Qin Shulan.

Why should An Min, after living a life of luxury and wealth for decades, be able to marry someone like Liang Yi to protect her safety?

It wasn't until Zheng Tianyou made such a scene that Wei Hong felt a little better.

It turns out that Anmin's life wasn't all good.

Now that she has learned that Anmin has rejected the good job arranged by Liang Yi and insisted on going to the countryside in Dongxiang, Wei Hong is overjoyed.

"Is something wrong?"

An Min glanced at Wei Hong indifferently. She really didn't like this snobbish cousin.

An Min hadn't forgotten a single word Wei Hong had said when she first arrived in the Northwest.

"Can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong?"

“Anmin, now that you’re in the Northwest, don’t be so arrogant. Try to please Commander Liang, and you’ll suffer less.”

After clicking her tongue twice, Wei Hong walked around An Min once.

Seeing the dirt on her clothes, her smile deepened.

Anmin is having a hard time, but she's incredibly happy.

This is the retribution she and her mother deserved for taking away the wealth and luxury that belonged to them.

"That guy behind you, could he be your boyfriend? He looks like he's over thirty. Should I tell your aunt?"

"I heard that your aunt and uncle found you a partner, but it doesn't seem like they arranged it?"

An Min curled her lips into a mocking smile, which instantly threw Wei Hong into a panic.

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