Qi Haoran is domineering, even a little childish, but he can quickly gain the heart of the army. In addition to his ability and personal charm, the most important thing is that he unconditionally accepts the veterans and wounded soldiers eliminated from each battalion.

Some of these soldiers can't even remember where their hometowns are, and many people do not have the courage to return to their hometowns, not to mention the remnants of soldiers who are injured and sick. The army's willingness to stay with them gives them a way to survive. For Qi Haoran, who accepted them unconditionally, They are naturally infinitely grateful. You must know that before Qi Haoran came, those remnants were not treated like this, and most of them were sent home after their wounds were healed.

These soldiers can also do some things within their ability in the fifth battalion, but there are too many wounded and remnants. Now the fifth battalion's quarters are packed by the remnants, and they cannot follow them into the mountains to hunt or go to the school grounds for training. They lack arms and short legs. They can also hand over bricks when building a house, but they will be looked down upon by others when they go in and out of the barracks, especially new recruits, who don’t have the same feeling of grief as veterans, but simply feel that these people exist. Will rob them of food, and hate them from the heart.

Mu Yangling's suggestion to let these people farm is just to make them feel that they are still very useful and not for nothing, and the soldiers in the barracks saw that they were doing things for Qi Haoran, so they restrained a little.

Fan Zijin has no superfluous feelings for those disabled soldiers. Except for his mother Qi Haoran and his cousin, people are only useful and useless in his eyes.

But since Qi Haoran has such a determination, although he does not agree, he will try his best to help him achieve it.

Mu Yangling pulled it back and forth twice, seeing Qi Haoran's mood was a little down, he put the rope around his shoulders and said, "Come on, I'll plant the seeds."

Qi Haoran calmed down and pulled hard to move forward. Zhuang Dawei, who was holding the plow behind, shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

He looked back in disbelief, and saw the gully that opened up was curved, shallow and deep, and he said with a bitter face: "Little General, you are walking too fast, it is still a curve, look at the land that the small plow came out of. It's all curved."

Qi Haoran looked back and saw that it was the case, and said inexplicably, "I saw Mu Yangling pulling it like this."

"Miss Mu is at a constant speed, walks straight, and has a lot of strength. You just need to press down on the little ones. How is it the same as yours?"

Fan Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "This plow has skills, but ordinary people can't do it? Do you have any skills in ploughing?"

Zhuang Dawei said with a smile: "Of course there is skill. This plow is more learned than pulling a plow. Young masters have to work hard to learn it."

"Then how long did it take you to learn to plow?"

Zhuang Dawei rubbed his head naively, "I'm arrogant and sensible, and I just watch my father help the plow, and he can do it at the age of twelve. It's hard to say if it takes a few years to learn, but peasants can do this kind of work. Little general. , if you look at Miss Mu's ploughing, just follow it and move forward, just a little slower."

Fan Zijin gave Qi Haoran a wink, Qi Haoran interpreted it smoothly, and asked inadvertently while pulling forward: "Then who are you pulling the plow at your house?"

"My cousin and I took turns."

"You don't have any cattle?" Fan Zijin asked suspiciously.

Zhuang Dawei smiled and said, "Except for the rich, few of the Zhuang households can afford cattle. Our village is so big, only the village chief has one, and everyone else pulls ploughs."

Fan Zijin: "That's really fortunate, but I didn't think about doing other things to change the status quo? For example, doing business or something."

"We have high mountains and roads, what kind of business can we do? We have no capital."

Fan Zijin: "I heard that Baoshan County's red dates are very famous. You can plant some red dates and ship them to Baoshan County to sell. There should be merchants buying them there."

Zhuang Dawei shook his head, "The road from our village to Baoshan County is more difficult than the road to Mingshui County."

Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran looked at each other and asked inadvertently, "It takes a long time to go from your village to Mingshui County. How about going to Baoshan County? Are there no other villages on the way?"

After one night's rest, Zhuang Dawei's vigilance against them has been lowered. In addition, Qi Haoran did bring a military doctor to see his mother last night. He said it was similar to what the doctor at Renxintang said, and he even gave him medicine. It was the time when he was full of gratitude, so he answered what the two asked, and when Qi Haoran walked back and forth twenty times, Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran had roughly grasped the information about the path.

Qi Haoran became happy, threw the rope to Mu Yangling, patted his **** and left, "I'll go back and call someone to help you."

Qi Haoran ran away in a hurry, Mu Yangling just picked up the rope and put it on his body, he ran back in a hurry and shouted at Mu Shi, "Mu Shi, return to camp ahead of schedule."

Qi Haoran only called Mu Shi's name when he was in the army and on a mission.

Although one Mu Shi left, more than a dozen people came soon afterward. Although they were disabled, they all cultivated the land. Except for some difficulties at the beginning, they gradually became proficient.

Mu Yangling was concerned about their physical defects, so he let everyone rest for a quarter of an hour for half an hour. My aunt also knew that Mu Yangling was taking care of the soldiers who came to help, so she did not work, but sat with a few children. In the field, or check out the wheat fields.

Several veterans also followed to plough the wheat fields. Before joining the army, they were all farmers, and they had a different feeling for the land. When they opened the soil, someone exclaimed: "The seeds have sprouted."

Mu Yangling jumped up and ran over to see it. Seeing that the dug wheat had already sent tender buds, he immediately smiled, "It's great, I don't know what happened to other places."

The veteran who dug up the soil stood up with a smile on his face, "Little girl, I'm lucky today, I'll dig a piece for you again."

"Okay, then let's change the place." Mu Yangling led him to dig three places in a row, and the wheat seeds in it all sprouted, and the smile on the veteran's face could not be concealed.

It is a matter of luck to dig the soil to check the seeds. It is obviously a very lucky thing that he has made the red three times in a row. He thinks that his recent luck will be super good.

The good luck of the veteran also made others jealous, and they expressed their desire to share the joy with Mu Yangling. Mu Yangling did not know the meaning of this incident, and felt that it was just a normal thing. Before my aunt could speak, she waved her hand: "Go, it's just that the uncles dug it up and buried it for me."

"no problem."

Everyone found a place to dig, some of them were all wheat seeds, and some people only got hit once three times. Because there were many places to dig, Mu Yangling also had a certain understanding of the germination of wheat seeds.

And the veterans more or less dug up the germinated wheat seeds, and they felt joyful, and they were all beaming with joy.

Because of this, Mu Yangling got along better with them. In addition, she was a soldier in her previous life, so she didn't mind their roughness. The veterans were more open, but in two days, she helped Mu Yangling to take 28 acres of land. The inferior land was planted with corn, and there were still a few kilograms of seeds left to be collected by Mu Yangling to see how they grew.