Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

Eight work points is indeed not a high number; anyone would do the math in their head.

According to the production team's attendance records, Li Su'e usually worked in the fields and could earn at least 8 work points per day.

Zhou Haiqing was also quite hardworking; despite his young age, he could earn at least 6 work points every day.

The two of them together could earn at least 14 work points a day. Now that Zhou Haibing has taken them both into the clinic, he only takes eight points, saving six points for nothing.

Even without considering these six points, Li Su'e alone lost nearly half of her work points.

Wang Jinshan, walking in the middle of the crowd, slowed down, glanced at Zhou Haibing, and then quickly turned back.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were silently calculating the score in his mind, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Guoqiang's brow twitched slightly.

He quickly went through the process in his mind—

Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing usually earn a total of fourteen work points for working in the fields, but now Zhou Haibing only needs eight, saving the production team six work points.

There was indeed only Zhou Haibing at the health clinic. Having two people help out there wouldn't significantly impact the production team's workforce, nor would it increase the burden on public funds.

Eight work points—not a lot, not a little—but the key point is that both of these people are Zhou Haibing's family members. Asking him to arrange for his relatives to work by his side...

He will be able to be more attentive and dedicated when seeing patients in the future, which will also benefit the operation of the clinic.

He glanced at Zhou Haibing, then at Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing standing at the door of the clinic, and nodded.

"Alright, it's settled then. Starting today, Comrade Li Su'e and Comrade Zhou Haiqing will be transferred to work at the health clinic. Their daily work points will be calculated as you suggested."

Five plus three, that's eight in total. Just get the job done.

Zhou Haiqing stood at the door. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but clench his fist silently, then quickly relaxed it.

She glanced at her sister-in-law beside her; the two women had almost identical expressions on their faces—

They were all filled with joy that they couldn't suppress but dared not show too obviously!

Li Su'e's fingers loosened and clenched repeatedly on the hem of her clothes. The weight hidden in that repeated movement told those around her more clearly than any words how much she valued this result.

Li Su'e and Zhou Haiqing no longer care about work points because they have Zhou Haibing.

Zhou Haibing is now very capable, so even if they have fewer work points, they don't have to worry about food and drink.

Most importantly, they can stay with Zhou Haibing and see him often in the future, which is the most important thing!

Zhou Haibing nodded to Chen Guoqiang: "Captain Chen, thank you."

Chen Guoqiang pulled his straw hat back up, waved his hand, and turned to walk towards the fields, shouting to the crowd ahead as he went:

"Let's go, let's go! Stop dawdling, or the sun will come up and it'll be hard to work in the fields!"

The crowd began to move again, preparing to head along the village road toward the fields.

"Captain Chen, wait a moment,"

Zhou Haibing suddenly called out to Chen Guoqiang, took a step forward, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone:

"There's something else I'd like to discuss with you. I'd like to take over that barren mountain behind the clinic, the one a few hundred meters away, to grow Chinese medicinal herbs."

Upon hearing this, the remaining members of the group fell silent for a moment.

Chen Lihua was the first to burst out laughing, her voice high-pitched and bright:

"The back mountain? Zhou Haibing, are you out of your mind? That back mountain is just a barren rocky slope, where even weeds won't grow. You want to grow medicinal herbs? You'd be better off growing rocks."

She deliberately raised her voice by half an octave when she spoke, as if afraid that someone around her wouldn't hear her. Her gaze held a mischievous "Let's see how you get out of this" attitude and an anticipation of seeing someone make a fool of themselves.

Zhao Xiuqin shook her head as well, her tone a mix of exasperation and amusement, as if issuing an ultimatum to something she knew was impossible:

"Zhou Haibing, we've been to the back mountain before. The soil is so thin that you can't even cut down with a hoe. If you dig down three inches, you'll find only gravel."

If you want to plant anything on it, you'll probably lose even the money for the seeds.

"Forget about Chinese medicinal herbs, even a radish won't grow big."

Wang Jinshan also turned around, his expression carrying a mocking tone that seemed to say, "What's wrong with you now?" He drew out his words, as if deliberately amplifying the mocking effect.

"Haibing, are you so happy about your new marriage that you've lost your mind? I've heard the old folks in the village talk about that place behind the mountain since I was a kid."

The production team once organized people to reclaim wasteland. They worked for half a year, wore out several hoes, but didn't grow anything.

Can anything be grown in that kind of place? Save your energy.

Standing at the door of the clinic, Li Su'e overheard Wang Jinshan and Chen Lihua's conversation. She couldn't help but take two steps forward, reaching Zhou Haibing's side. Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried genuine concern:

"Sea ice, I've seen that back mountain too, it's really not good."

The soil was thin and rocky. The production team had once led people to reclaim the wasteland, but after working for more than half a year, not a single crop survived, and it was left to lie fallow.

Are you really going to grow things in that kind of place?

Zhou Haiqing followed, his hands clasped together, looking up at his elder brother, his voice filled with obvious uncertainty:

"Brother, I heard from the villagers that the hill behind the village used to be a cemetery. It was moved away, but the land has never been good. Everything you plant there dies."

You shouldn't go...

Chen Guoqiang took off his straw hat and fanned himself with the brim a couple of times.

He had already heard Zhou Haibing's thoughts and the discussions of those around him, and after looking at Zhou Haibing's face, which remained unmoved by anyone's words, he slowly shook his head:

"Sea ice, that back mountain is really not an option."

The production team had thought it was a waste to leave that piece of land empty, so they organized people to reclaim it several times. They tried everything: turning over the soil, picking up stones, carrying water to irrigate the land, but nothing worked.

"Your idea of ​​planting medicinal herbs is good, but let's find another place. Don't waste your energy on the back mountain."

Zhou Haibing did not respond to their "no" statements.

He stood in the morning light, still clutching the marriage certificate he had just put back in his pocket, and touched the bulging, hard edge of the pocket.

He felt the square, hard lump pressing against his palm under the fabric, his voice steady and resolute:

"Captain Chen, I know that land couldn't grow anything before, but that's because no one really put in the effort to take care of it."

I want to give it a try, since the back mountain is deserted anyway and nobody uses it.

If it can really be grown, the clinic will be self-sufficient in medicinal herbs, and will not need to spend public funds to purchase them from outside, saving a lot of expenses each year.

If it doesn't grow well, it's just me putting in some effort; it won't interfere with the production team's work or cause them any trouble.