Chapter 9: Hard Work Makes Miracles, Earn Work Points

The woman’s name was Ye Siling.

She was a little older than Chi Wan, but only in her late twenties.

With mature features and a delicate, beautiful face, she had a fiery and impulsive personality.

Although she was young, she was the only person in the village who had attended high school, one of the few who could read and write.

She was also the village’s women’s director, the one who had arranged the match between Chi Wan and Huo Nanchuan.

Ye Siling had a voice in the village.

As Chi Wan watched Ye Siling approach, she was sizing her up while also recalling the plot of the story.

In the original book, after Chi Wan mysteriously disappeared on her wedding night, Ye Siling was very worried and searched everywhere for her.

Finally, she found Chi Wan’s body at the bottom of a slope in the back mountains.

Everyone pointed fingers at Chi Wan, gossiping and whispering.

It was Ye Siling who, with tears in her eyes, secretly wiped away the sadness from the corners of her eyes.

But later, Lu Xiangxiang kept urging Huo Nanchuan to move out of the small village, and after the first third of the story, Ye Siling disappeared.

Ye Siling was the only one who truly cared about Chi Wan.

Chi Wan thought to herself.

Ye Siling hurried to Chi Wan, first examining her up and down with a worried look.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, she finally felt a little relieved.

Then, Ye Siling’s eyes shifted, her gaze contemptuous as she looked at Song Jing, who was struggling to get back on his feet.

She spoke loudly, “Song Zhiqing, we need to make this clear. The production team’s dormitory can’t accommodate so many people. Chi Wan didn’t have a bed to sleep on, and for the past six months, she’s been living in my little house!

During all that time, I never saw Chi Wan interacting with you, or even speaking to you.

You, a grown man, slander a weak woman with empty words. Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Another series of contemptuous taunts, leaving Song Jing speechless.

“You… you… Humph!”

Song Jing’s face flushed red and white, his teeth clenched tightly.

But facing Chi Wan’s cold gaze and her unwavering, fearless demeanor, he cowered, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Finally, he could only huff in anger, then turned his head and limped away, his body aching.

There was no point in chasing a defeated enemy.

Chi Wan didn’t say anything more.

She simply glanced in the direction Song Jing had left, noticing a figure quickly flashing in the distance.

The person looked familiar.

It was… Lu Xiangxiang?!

Why was Lu Xiangxiang involved with Song Jing again?

Didn’t they suffer enough in the previous life?

But this pair of scumbags was a perfect match.

On the other side, Ye Siling addressed the villagers around her, “What are you looking at? Have you all finished your farm work? You spend all day gossiping about this and that. If you have that free time, think about how to fill your stomachs! Think about how to send your children to school! If you dare to spread rumors, I’ll tear your mouths apart!”

With her shout, the villagers who were looking around dispersed.

Ye Siling pulled Chi Wan forward, leading her to a secluded spot where no one would be watching.

Ye Siling once again examined Chi Wan up and down, concerned, “Xiao Wan, are you really okay? That bastard Song Jing didn’t hurt you, did he?”

Looking at her anxious expression, Chi Wan realized that Ye Siling hadn’t seen her throw Song Jing over her shoulder.

Otherwise, she would be worried about Song Jing, not her.

Chi Wan smiled softly, her eyes sparkling, “Sister Ling, I’m fine, I’m perfectly alright.”

She had naturally fair skin, and her smile was like that of a soft, cuddly rabbit, both delicate and gentle.

Not only would men like such a woman, even Ye Siling, a woman herself, felt a fondness for her.

However…

Ye Siling’s eyes flickered.

She felt that Chi Wan was different today, more… more bold, and more radiant.

Those once pitiful eyes, always misty, were now bright and sparkling.

Her entire spirit seemed more vibrant.

It was a good thing, so she didn’t think much of it.

Ye Siling continued, “What about Huo Nanchuan? How did you two get along last night?”

This question stumped Chi Wan.

Who would openly ask someone about their wedding night?

Last night… they slept in the same bed, and they were holding each other…

This couldn’t be shared with outsiders.

Chi Wan’s face flushed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said, “Huo Nanchuan is good, his family is also good, they even gave me white rice to eat today!”

In those simple words, there was praise for Huo Nanchuan and a hint of pride.

Hearing Chi Wan’s words and seeing her radiant expression, Ye Siling seemed to understand something, and a smile appeared on her face.

She silently breathed a sigh of relief, and her tone became more heartfelt when she spoke again.

“Xiao Wan, you have to believe me, Huo Nanchuan is a good man. I know it’s inappropriate for me to say this, but I’ve watched him grow up. I know his character and his personality. It’s Lu Xiangxiang, blinded by her greed, who mistook gold for stones.

You and Huo Nanchuan should live a good life together, he’ll be good to you.

And that bastard Song Jing! I knew all along that he had bad intentions towards you! You, a young girl, alone in our village, helpless, even unable to fight back, what would you do? Now you have a man to rely on, and I feel relieved.”

After listening to Ye Siling’s words, Chi Wan felt a surge of emotion.

She remembered that in the original book, the author wrote about the women’s director arranging Chi Wan’s blind date with Huo Nanchuan, and the words were cold and emotionless, devoid of any feeling.

As if it was just a task.

To make the city intellectuals marry the villagers, so they would stay in this small mountain village forever.

But she didn’t expect…

That when Ye Siling did these things, she truly considered Chi Wan’s well-being, carefully selecting and approving of Huo Nanchuan’s character before arranging the blind date.

The previous Chi Wan, a soft and vulnerable little white rabbit, truly needed a strong and powerful man to rely on, as Ye Siling said.

Thinking of Huo Nanchuan, that man…

Chi Wan’s heart pounded again.

She took Ye Siling’s hand and whispered softly, “Sister Ling, thank you, I understand.”

…

After they parted ways, Ye Siling went to continue her work on the production project, while Chi Wan strode towards the production team.

During the busy farming season, the villagers wished they could live in the fields even at night, and the production team was working hard.

When Chi Wan arrived, others were taking a midday break.

Seeing her, they had different expressions.

Someone jokingly said, “Oh, the newlywed bride, why are you coming to work on your first day of marriage?”

Others cast strange and contemptuous glances, having likely heard the rumors spread by Song Jing and Lu Xiangxiang.

Chi Wan didn’t care about any of it.

She walked straight towards the production team’s captain.

The captain’s surname was Zhang, and his name was Zhang Wen, a man in his thirties with thick-rimmed glasses.

He was one of the earliest intellectuals to come to the countryside, having been in this small mountain village for over ten years without the opportunity to return to the city.

Therefore, based on his seniority, he became the captain of the production team.

He was responsible for assigning farm work, recording work points, and distributing grain and oil coupons.

When Chi Wan came, she had a clear goal in mind: she wanted to earn work points!

And she wanted to earn the most.

So, she spoke directly, “Captain Zhang, I’m back to work. Can you assign me to plow the field?”

The recent farm work was mainly divided into two types:

One was planting rice seedlings, and the other was plowing the field.

Planting rice seedlings only counted for two work points, but plowing the field earned eight work points, a fourfold difference.

Chi Wan now had the Spirit Treasure Space, with all kinds of grains and fruits readily available, so she shouldn’t care so much about work points.

But in this era, everything you bought required coupons.

Even if you had money, you couldn’t buy anything without coupons.

Chi Wan could do without grain coupons, but she needed coupons for things like cooking oil, white sugar, even soy sauce, pork, and other daily necessities that her space didn’t have.

Huo Nanchuan had given her a taste of white rice and a jade bracelet, a family heirloom.

She also wanted to give Huo’s family a good life.

Therefore, diligently earning work points and obtaining coupons was what she should do.

However, when Chi Wan spoke, Captain Zhang pushed his thick glasses up his nose, looking at Chi Wan’s slender frame with doubt.

“Chi Wan, plowing is a laborious task. Those eight work points aren’t easy to earn. Even the men have to work a whole day.”

Chi Wan smiled softly, “Captain Zhang, let me try. If I can’t finish, you won’t count my work points. If I finish, you have to record my work points.”

Captain Zhang thought about it.

Today was Chi Wan’s wedding leave, she wasn’t supposed to come to work.

It wouldn’t make a difference whether she worked or not.

He nodded, “Alright, you can try, but don’t push yourself, work within your limits.”

Chi Wan said, “Thank you, Captain Zhang.”

Just like that.

Chi Wan, under the astonished gazes of everyone, picked up the hoe that was lying nearby.

It was big and heavy.

She simply swung it lightly, placing it on her shoulder, then strode towards the field with ease.

A few minutes later.

The people in the production team were once again shocked, their eyes widening in disbelief.

It wasn’t that Chi Wan had made a fool of herself, but that she was doing too well!

It was early spring, and the black soil had frozen during the winter, becoming dry and hard, like a stone.

One strike of the hoe would make your knuckles tremble.

The men in the production team were reluctant to do this work, and when they were assigned to it, they all sighed and groaned.

One day of doing this work would guarantee that your whole body would be sore and aching.

But Chi Wan, alone, her slender figure, her long braid, her fair face, her delicate and exquisite features, stood in the black soil, like a living fairy.

Yet she held a large hoe, swinging her arm again and again.

Her movements were decisive and swift, as if she had inexhaustible strength, and she didn’t seem to exert any effort.

The hard soil beneath her feet was effortlessly turned over.

In a short while.

Chi Wan had already stepped back several meters, having turned over almost half of the field.

She hadn’t even taken a breath, and not a single drop of sweat had appeared on her fair forehead.

This was enough to leave everyone dumbfounded.

Chi Wan had only gotten married once, how could she have changed so much?

Could getting married actually improve your physique?