Chapter 61 - 62: Worries about Farming
My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s
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Tang Zhinian furrowed his brow, deeply uncertain.
âZhijun, plastic sheeting isnât cheap, the money weâve earned over the years may all go into that. What do we do about having no money for the New Year?â He reached out and patted his daughterâs little head. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNo one can guarantee the winter vegetables. If it snows and collapses the greenhouse, weâll lose everythingânot just our investment in the plastic sheeting, but the seedlings and our labor costs. Not to mention, weâre afraid weâll lose all our capital.â
âBro, we canât just not plant anything, right?â Tang Zhijun laid down his bowl. âLeaving the land empty isnât an option either. We should save some money. We still have a pile of debt at home. As Yuxin grows older, she needs to attend school, which requires money for books, notebooks, and pens.â
âAlsoâ¦â He touched his little nieceâs small face again, âI want to send Xinxin to a good high school in the future. Good high schools are in the city, so weâll need to pay tuition, which is not a small amount.â
Thinking about these things, Tang Zhinianâs heart ached.
Yes, they still owed money to others. It was all the money Sang Zhilan had asked for during her visits home. They had no money at that time, so he had to borrow for her. Adding up, theyâd borrowed over three hundred yuan. To pay it off, the two brothers would have to work for an extended time.
âBrother, why donât we grow coriander?â Tang Yujunâs eyes suddenly lit up. Coriander yielded a high crop, was frost-hardy and could survive even in very cold weather.
âI also thought about growing coriander,â Tang Zhinian said. In his heart, he too had this idea. âLetâs plant a smaller amount, about one-fifth of the land. Weâll leave the rest fallow for now. We only have enough plastic sheeting for this plot.â
âShould we borrow some money?â
Tang Zhijun thought about their financial situation. They hadnât made much money this year. After feeding themselves, there wasnât much left. If they had to pay off some of the debt, they would truly have to tighten their belts.
If they didnât grow some vegetables to earn some money, they might not even be able to afford new clothes for Tang Yuxin during the New Year.
âWho do we borrow from?â
Tang Zhinian let out a sigh.
âOur lives arenât easy, but neither are othersâ. Besides, weâve already borrowed so much and havenât paid it back yet. How can we have the nerve to borrow again?â
Thereâs a saying, âlend to the needy, not to the poorâ. If they borrowed again, the Tang brothersâ integrity might be at risk.
Moreover, the situation in each family wasnât great, and they could barely make ends meet. With so many mouths to feed, no one could spare any money to lend. So, the idea of buying plastic sheets was shelved for now, and Tang Zhinian decided to use some leftover plastic sheets to plant a bit of coriander. As for the winter, they could only grow crops that withstand the cold.
Tang Yuxin quietly ate her food, but her mind was racing. She seemed preoccupied.
Even when she was at Chen Zhongâs to practice writing, she was clearly distracted and kept getting sidetracked.
With a âpopâ, her small hand was slapped.
It felt like the ruler used for punishment in ancient times. Getting hit on the palm really hurt.
She quickly pulled back her hand and hid it behind her, probably now appearing red from the strike.
She looked up, giving Chen Zhong an innocent gaze.