Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

The members of the brigade looked at the sky and the earth, sighing, but there was nothing they could do. A notice was issued from above, saying that according to the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau, there would be no sign of rainfall in the next half month, and all brigades were asked to take measures to combat drought. This announcement shattered everyone's expectations even more. The party secretary and the team leader held the notice and sighed helplessly. There was no water in the ditches and rivers, and there were no measures to combat the drought.

There is no need to go to work and the weather is too hot, so the members have a rare opportunity to lie down at home.

Xiao Xiangdong and Meng Xiaoman would only go to the mountains in the morning and evening when the weather was cooler and run along the foot of the mountains to exercise. The rest of the time they stayed at home and read.

After Xiao Xiangdong recovered from his leg, he resumed his daily training in the army. Meng Xiaoman would run back and forth along the back mountain in the morning, while Xiao Xiangdong would run back and forth at least twice. If Meng Xiaoman hadn't said that he had just recovered, he would have had to run back and forth at least three times.

Meng Xiaoman watched him running, boxing, carrying weights, and training like crazy. She wanted to ask him if he still wanted to continue serving as a soldier, but she was afraid of poking his sore spot, so she didn't ask.

Although Xiao Xiangdong is nostalgic for the military camp, the reason for his crazy training is not entirely because of this. It is more through these trainings to confirm that he is really back to normal and that he really has complete control over his body.

His legs were disabled before, which was a huge blow to him. An outstanding special operations soldier turned into a cripple who could not stand and walk. This huge change left some psychological shadow on him.

Moreover, for some unknown reason recently, he had had several nightmares, dreaming that he and his comrades were fighting on the battlefield, being betrayed by a traitor, falling into the enemy's trick, leaving flesh and blood everywhere, with broken arms and limbs everywhere, almost all of them. The army was destroyed.

On two other occasions, he dreamed that his legs were blown away. His first reaction when he woke up was to confirm that his legs were still there.

Thinking of the bloody faces of Zhang Changchi and other teammates in the dream, Xiao Xiangdong felt worried. Could it be that Changchi and the others were in danger?

Grandpa Zhang said before that he would visit relatives after the wheat harvest. Calculating the time, it was almost that time. Xiao Xiangdong planned to wait a few more days and write to him again if he didn't come.

Due to physical reasons, Xiao Xiangdong was unable to demonstrate Kung Fu in person when he taught Meng Xiaoman before. Now that he recovered, Meng Xiaoman asked him to teach him Kung Fu again, and also asked him to teach some other things.

Xiao Xiangdong saw that she was practicing hard and couldn't help but persuade her a few times, saying that he could protect her now so that she wouldn't have to work so hard.

Speaking of which, Xiao Xiangdong felt both distress and admiration for Meng Xiaoman. He had never seen a girl as tenacious, hardworking, bright and full of vitality as Meng Xiaoman. When she was running and training, she was like a female soldier. It's sassy, ​​but a little more feminine in daily life. She also does boring field work very seriously and has never complained about it. She also especially likes to go to the mountains to pick and play wild fields.

Many people in the team were too tired to move after work, but she still had the energy to go up the mountain to pick fruits and wild vegetables.

Xiao Xiangdong once asked her why she was so energetic and wasn't she tired? Meng Xiaoman's answer is still unforgettable to him: I try to live every day as if it is the last day, because one never knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Meng Xiaoman's words were based on her past life experience. Before she could do much, the world would end.

Xiao Xiangdong was shocked by her words. Every time he thought how could she be so good, the next time would always appear and refresh his understanding again.

Xiao Xiangdong couldn't speak the words he had been brewing for a long time. He was obviously older than her, but many times, she was the one who guided him mentally. He felt that he was not worthy of her.

After morning exercise, Xiao Xiangdong watered the vegetable patch in the courtyard, while Meng Xiaoman made breakfast.

The temperature is high and evaporation is fast, so the side dishes need to be watered every day. Fortunately, there is water in the yard, so we can have such a luxury. For other families in the village, most of the vegetables in their private plots have died due to drought.

Due to the drought, the water level in the village's wells dropped rapidly. In order to ensure drinking water, the party secretary had to ask the militia company commander Zhou Qiang to arrange for people to be on duty to watch the wells and stipulate the amount of water each household should draw every day.

As a result, the water for watering vegetables will not be enough.

Breakfast was a thick multigrain porridge mixed with millet and corn crumbs. Meng Xiaoman added a lot of crushed walnut kernels and chestnuts to the porridge, and also picked some pickled cucumbers and pickled green peppers from the jar to go with the porridge. Two hard-boiled eggs, one for each person, to add protein.

After dinner, Xiao Xiangdong went to wash clothes, and Meng Xiaoman mixed some wheat bran and bean dregs to feed the chickens and ducks.

After Xiao Xiangdong was able to work, he could no longer take charge of the house while the woman took charge of the outside. The housework had been readjusted.

Meng Xiaoman proposed to share the housework equally, but Xiao Xiangdong refused, saying that her cooking was delicious, so she could only cook and do the other work by herself.

This is true. Xiao Xiangdong has been learning to cook from Meng Xiaoman, but his cooking has never tasted as good as hers.

Xiao Xiangdong found it very strange. Meng Xiaoman only discovered the reason later. He was weighing the amount of seasoning. If you tell him to add a spoonful of salt to this dish, he will only add a spoonful of salt every time he cooks this dish. But the problem is that the name of the dish is the same but the amount of the dish is different. Therefore, the fried flavor is sometimes light, sometimes strong, and sometimes just right.

After breakfast, feeding the chickens and ducks, and washing the clothes, there is nothing going on at home. The two of them sat at the square table in the main room and read.

Xiao Xiangdong has been reading the "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" recently, studying it very seriously, even a little obsessed. Meng Xiaoman studied art in her previous life and was not interested in these science-based things, so she took a book of Chinese medicine prescriptions and memorized them there.

The sun was getting higher, but there was no wind blowing. Meng Xiaoman had a thin layer of sweat on her head and fanned herself with a cattail leaf fan. On the other hand, Xiao Xiangdong had big beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He didn't even blink, he was immersed in the book.

His concentration is really strong, Meng Xiaoman thought to himself, and turned his mind to the book to calm down.

A calm mind naturally cools down, she advised herself.

Just like this, after reading for more than ten minutes, she still felt very hot and her mouth was extremely dry. She put down the book, got up and went to the kitchen, intending to make some iced mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

The mung beans at home are still some old mung beans from last year. This year’s new mung beans didn’t even sprout and died in the ground.

Mung beans are very hard and resistant to cooking. It takes more than an hour to cook them until they blossom and turn sandy. It was a hot day, and lighting a fire in the kitchen was even more scorching. Meng Xiaoman didn't want to suffer this, so she picked some hard firewood, filled most of the stove with firewood, and let it burn slowly, thinking that it would come later. Replenish the firewood.

Back in the main room, as soon as I sat down, I heard someone knocking on the door. It was Xiao Xiangshang, his brother and his sister. Xiao Xiangshang was also carrying a bamboo basket.