Almighty Military Wife

household eats this.
So it’s easy to do.

Su Qinghe now has two skill points so naturally, there is no problem.
Watching Su Qinghe’s proficient movements, Gao Xiulan said, “My daughter is smart.
Unlike some people, all they can cook is pig food.”

The corners of Ding Guihua’s mouth twitched.

With Su Aiguo and Su Aihua, two sister-supporting mad demons, Su Qinghe easily passed the task and got another three catties3 of sorghum rice.
And a skill point.

Now she has 3 skill points in the cooking column. According to the standard of 10 points, she barely fell into the category of ordinary people.

Su Qinghe was immediately inspired and cooked a meal in the evening.
The result was surprisingly unsuccessful.

Her current 3 skill points came from the affirmation of her mother and two brothers.
In the evening, she was prepared to get affirmation from her sisters-in-law and nieces.
As a result, they praised but it didn’t succeed.

Su Qinghe immediately ran into the room and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“According to the system’s polygraph test4, those compliments are false.”

“…”

“Please host, improve your cooking skills to get the approval of your family.”

Su Qinghe felt depressed, “I did it seriously.
I have fully used the skill points you gave! They don’t think it tastes good, how can I upgrade?”

“The host can enhance the skill points through your own external practice.
After the system checks the host’s proficiency, it will increase your skill points.”

Su Qinghe understands, the system means either cooking for everyone, letting everyone praise it, or practicing continuously to improve her abilities.

Anyway, in a word, you must work hard if you want to be good.

Constant practice is definitely not enough.
Even if she wants to practice, there is not much food for her to practice at home.

Su Qinghe thought for a while, and the pork belly appeared in her mind.

The ingredient is already available.

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Early the next morning, Su Qinghe pulled Gao Xiulan in a panic to brainwash her again.
After repeating the dream that she said before, Gao Xiulan muttered, “Dreaming again?”

“Well, it’s the same as last time.
This time, dad said he’ll send it in these two days, so you can go to the big urn every day, so it won’t be taken away by others.”

Gao Xiulan waved her hand, “How can the things in my room be taken away.” She suddenly asked, “Your dad really said that?”

Su Qinghe nodded.
“My father also said that he could not visit my dream anymore, my eight characters are weak5.
If I dream again, I’ll lose my life.
Mom, the last time I fainted, it was my dad who was going to visit my dream, and I couldn’t hold on for a while.”

Hearing Su Qinghe’s words, Gao Xiulan immediately shouted around the surroundings, “Aiyo6! Don’t talk to your daughter anymore, you can talk to me, I’m your wife.”

Of course, she won’t get a response.

Su Qinghe pulled her and said, “Mom, it’s okay, my dad won’t harm me, but I always think it’s very real.
Mom, I’d like you to pay attention to it when you’re not doing anything okay?”

Gao Xiulan felt a little moved when she heard her daughter say this.
Anyway, it’s not a laborious task.
She just has to look at the big urn once a day.
It’s also a great way to put your daughter’s mind at ease.

 

After the mother and daughter had talked, the two sons and daughters-in-law of the Su family also returned after their morning work.

Now it’s a busy time for farming, so they have to go to work in the morning.
Gao Xiulan usually takes care of her children at home, and the whole family is supported by the three Su brothers and two daughters-in-law.

As for Su Qinghe, no one regards her as a labor force at all.

During the meal, Su Aiguo and Gao Xiulan talked about the news from the team.
“Mom, the old captain said today that after this year’s food is collected, it will be handed in immediately.
Our family will have to take out twenty catties to make up for it, or else we will not be able to meet the requirements.”

Upon hearing this, Gao Xiulan immediately exploded, “F***, I don’t have twenty catties of meat on my body.
If they want food, come and cut it7.”

After saying this, she slapped the table with anger, “Don’t talk about twenty catties of grain, even a bark is not found.
This is to starve our family to death.”

No one dared to speak.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the old lady was making trouble, and when the grain harvesting team came up, she still had to hand it in honestly.

After eating, Gao Xiulan returned to her room.
Some words could not be said outside, so she could only hide and curse secretly, “These b*st*rds, sons of a b****, how many people are going to starve to death? Let the thunder come down and criticize these boastful and big talkers to death.”

Everyone in the family pretended to be deaf.
 There is no way, the commune reported the output, and the reported output was too large, after it was divided each team had to hand over a lot of it.

To complete the task, every family tightened their belts.

Su Qinghe also remembered the situation of the three years famine she had read online.
In the previous years, everyone was engaged in steelmaking, no one was working in agriculture, and the output was originally low.
The people below love to save face8, so they made false reports on the output.
In the end, the old farmers have to pay for it.
Coupled with the bad weather and wasteland, it made the situation worse.

In the room, after Gao Xiulan finished cursing, she went to see her big urn.

Nothing changed, she couldn’t help sighing.
She was confused and really believed her daughter’s dream.

In the evening, Gao Xiulan announced that the family’s meals will be twice a day.
Except for Su Qinghe, no one else had to eat in the morning.
Tighten their belt9 and try to be able to wait until the next time the food is distributed.

The family suddenly became melancholic, but no one said anything.
Naturally, the Su family brothers had no objection.
Lin Shuhong and Ding Guihua didn’t dare to say anything even if they had opinions in their hearts.

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Su Qinghe looked at everyone’s appearance, and personally felt the frustration of the famine years.

Sleeping in bed at night, Su Qinghe asked the system to put the things she got into the big urn.
She can’t let the family starve to death.

Before dawn the next day, Gao Xiulan got up to go to the mountain to dig wild vegetables.
If she goes late, she won’t even be able to find the root grass.

After packing up, she was ready to go out and call her granddaughters to go with her.
How can a girl not work? Otherwise, they would really starve to death.

When she was just about to go out, she suddenly thought of something.
As if she was holding a little hope.
She walked slowly to the big urn next to her bed and opened the lid.

Although the light in the room was not bright, Gao Xiulan’s fiery eyes quickly saw the contents of her large urn.

Her heart beat faster and she was dumbfounded…

“Dagen10 ah–”

A scream sounded.
The neighbors heard it, let alone the Su family who was about to get up.

Su Aiguo and Su Aihua put on their clothes and ran to the door of their mother’s room, “Mom, what’s the matter, Mom?”

“It’s okay, get out, get out, my old lady has a dream! Go to work or are you waiting to eat rice?!”

Su Aiguo and Su Aihua were stunned for a while, then quickly turned around to put on their clothes and clean up, and took their wives out to work.

In the other room, Su Qinghe turned over and continued to sleep.

1

The big urn is where they put their food or rice, I think.

2

Her dad got a job somewhere in the underworld.
This may be part of their superstitions and beliefs.

3

a unit of weight, used esp in E Asia, traditionally equal to about one and a half pounds but formalized as 0.5 kg in mainland China.

4

Lie Detector Test.

5

“eight characters” or “eight words” in Chinese, is a Chinese astrological concept that a person’s destiny or fate can be divined by the two sexagenary cycle characters assigned to their birth year, month, day, and hour.

6

it’s like an interjection.

7

her flesh.

8

retain respect; avoid humiliation.

9

cut one’s spending; live more frugally.

10

Her husband’s name