Chapter 135 - 127: What to Plant?

Chapter 135: Chapter 127: What to Plant?

"But I’m the patient. I have the right to decide what kind of treatment I receive."

Bai Zhi shook her head. "No, you don’t have that right. How you’re treated is entirely up to the physician. You may voice your complaints and suggestions, but whether I listen is up to me."

Hu Feng stared at her, his gaze fixed on her eyes—eyes that had just been curved like crescent moons in laughter, but were now earnest and serene. ’What kind of girl is she? What kind of heart beats within this delicate frame?’

He said no more, rising from his chair and striding out.

She slowly turned, watching his tall figure disappear from view. Her elegant brows gradually furrowed. ’This Hu Feng... even with no memory, he’s so unfathomable. If he ever recovers his memory, what kind of person will he become?’

After a short midday rest, Bai Zhi and Zhao Lan went to the village chief’s house. They accompanied him to see the plots of land that had been allocated to the two of them.

Because they were women, the mother and daughter pair only received one mu of paddy field. The location wasn’t great, but it wasn’t terrible either. Zhao Lan was already quite satisfied.

There was also half a mu of sandy land, a plot that had been left fallow for a long time. It looked like it would take a great deal of effort to get anything to grow there.

After they had finished inspecting the land, the village chief pointed to two mu within a large stretch of paddy fields on their way back. "Take a look. Ever since your hand was injured, no one from the Bai Family has set foot in their fields. They’re just letting them go fallow. I really don’t know what’s going on in that family’s heads."

Zhao Lan looked at the two plots and sighed. "For all these years, I was the one doing all the work in the fields. They’ve always been accustomed to being idle. I suppose the reality of the situation hasn’t sunk in for them yet."

Bai Zhi huffed. "Who cares whether the reality has sunk in or not? From this day forward, the Bai Family’s affairs have nothing to do with the two of us. Mother, you can’t go soft, and you must not have anything to do with them ever again."

Zhao Lan smiled. "You silly girl, you make it sound as if I’m a three-year-old. Do you think I don’t understand that much?" Perhaps in the past she would have been that foolish, and she certainly had many more reservations.

But things were different now. After she had seen Zhi’er lying lifeless on the straw mat with her own eyes, she had come to despise the Bai family members to the bone, with not a single shred of hope left for them.

The village chief added, "It’s good that you’ve broken ties with that family. It’s for the best. Now that you have the money to build a house, living a good life in the future will be the best revenge against those Bai family members."

Bai Zhi glanced back at their distant paddy field. It was located upstream from the water source, yet unlike the other paddies, it had no irrigation ditches running alongside it. Though it was classified as a paddy field, it was effectively a plot of dry land.

’To plant green wheat in that field, they would have to water it by hand, hauling water bucket by bucket from the distant creek. Just thinking about it is giving me a headache.’

She turned to the village chief and asked, "Uncle Village Chief, do we have to plant green wheat in this field? Could I plant something else?"

The village chief was puzzled. "Something else? Like what?" He couldn’t imagine planting anything other than green wheat in a paddy field.

Bai Zhi shook her head. "I haven’t thought of anything specific yet, but planting green wheat requires a lot of water. As you can see, this plot isn’t near a water source, and it has no irrigation ditch. It would be incredibly difficult to grow green wheat here."

Zhao Lan quickly interjected, "Don’t worry, don’t worry! I can carry the water. It’ll just take some extra time and effort, that’s all."

The village chief smiled. "Zhi, this land is yours now. You can plant whatever you like."

Suddenly, something came to Bai Zhi’s mind—a crop that was easy to plant, grew well, had a high yield, and didn’t taste half bad. Most importantly, it didn’t require much water.