Happy little peasants

Jiang Xiaohu's confident smile melted Biyun's heart.

She sighed secretly: "Oh! He is a young man and he has a future. I am a widow and I am not worthy of him. Forget it, don't think about it."

"Huzi, thank you for today. My cooking this season is over, so don't bother." Biyun sighed and expressed his thanks again, but also very frustrated.

Jiang Xiaohu smiled and said, "It's okay."

He also didn't forcefully explain to Biyun, some things were more appropriate if they didn't say anything.

He and Biyun stayed in the greenhouse for a while, and then left with an excuse.In fact, when Biyun left, he turned back again.What are you doing?Take water and soil from the mountain and river map to nourish these two acres of greenhouses.

Jiang Xiaohu didn't know if it was useful, so let's give it a try.

After tossing for an hour or two, two mu of land finally sprinkled black soil on him and watered the river.

Last time, Jiang Xiaolong used boiled water to fill his fields, which gave him a little inspiration-it turns out that the black soil and the soil in reality need water to be moisturized to fully integrate.Moreover, the black soil is capable of resisting natural disasters.Such as high temperature, insect damage, etc.

In short, after his tossing, the crops in the greenhouse regained a new life.Almost under Jiang Xiaohu's eyelids, the stems stiffened again, and the rotten fruit fell off, but the unrotten fruit began to rejuvenate.

Seeing these things happen, Jiang Xiaohu left with satisfaction.His practical application of the mountain and river map is even more accurate.

In the evening, Biyun was carrying the water, passing by the greenhouse, suddenly felt curious, and wanted to go in and take a look.She didn't know where this inexplicable curiosity came from.

But when she entered the greenhouse, was flushed with the fresh air in the shed, and her eyes were irritated by the red and green crops, she knew what prompted her to come in.

Although she and Jiang Xiaohu left the greenhouse together, Biyun was the first to think of him when she saw the surprising scene in front of her.

Yes, it must be him!

Biyun was ecstatic, these crops were alive, and she avoided losses.For a lonely widow, these two acres of greenhouse means a whole year's income!

"Huzi, why do you want me to thank you?" Biyun muttered to himself.

This evening, she was not the only woman who missed Jiang Xiaohu.At least 20 families in the village were all after eating with joy.At the dinner table, it ranges from two hundred to four to five hundred, which is the money for selling vegetables today.

Men, women and children, looking at the money, are very happy.

Honghua Town was originally a poor town, and Jiangbian Village was the most remote mountain village in the town.If the villagers hadn't gone out to the big cities to seek a living, they would rarely make so much money in the surrounding area.

"These are all given by the tiger? This kid is capable enough!" The man asked his wife in surprise.

The daughter-in-law nodded and told her man what happened last night.Once the two of them combined, they decided to cooperate with Jiang Xiaohu in the future.

Things like this are happening in many people in the village.

However, several families are happy, and several are sad, and many people have made a fortune because of Jiang Xiaohu, and they are all happy.There is also a family who is frowning, and that is Zhang Fugong's family.

Zhang Fugong groaned and couldn't get up while lying in bed.His daughter-in-law Miao Juhua was splashing outside, pointing at the sky and cursing the earth, even his ancestors for the eighteenth generation scolded him.

"You're a stubborn, okay, you were beaten by that kid! Your mother gave birth to you in vain, that thing is white in your crotch! Useless things!"

After a while, Miao Juhua cursed her husband for uselessness. After a while, she remembered, and then scolded him for being serious: "Why do people beat you? You tell me!"

Zhang Fugong closed his eyes, naturally he couldn't tell.If you let this old lady know that he was beaten because he wanted to get Biyun, wouldn't he just take a pair of scissors and cut him there?

"Huh!" Zhang Fugong turned over hard, wondering how to let out such a bad breath.

Her daughter Zhang Xiaohua walked in with a pot of hot salt water and a clean towel.

Although I don't know what happened to Dad, my instinct tells her that it is definitely not a glorious thing.

Thinking of my old lady being outside with a man in his thirties and being unclear, Zhang Xiaohua was extremely depressed and hopeless in life.

But there is no hope, this is also her father and mother.Miao Juhua doesn't love her husband, but Zhang Xiaohua loves her father.

"The shirt is taken off, I'll wipe it for you." Zhang Xiaohua ordered Dad in an angry tone.

Zhang Fugong frowned and muttered: "How do you talk to me? I'm your father!"

Miao Juhua rushed in and pointed at Zhang Xiaohua’s scalp and cursed: "You are a big girl, what body will you wipe your dad? Shameless? The old is not serious, and the small is shameless! Do you want a man? Want to go crazy?"

Snapped!

Zhang Xiaohua threw the towel into the basin, splashing water all over the floor.She had red eyes, very aggrieved, her neck and her eyes rounded, and she had an attack on Miao Juhua.

"Miao Juhua, are you still done? Is this your home? Am I your daughter? Does any mother say that to her daughter?" she shouted.

Zhang Xiaohua is gentle and gentle on weekdays, looks very quiet, and is really going to have a seizure, not much worse than her old lady.

Both of them stunned their daughter and looked at each other, not daring to speak.

The dog in the yard barked when there was a feather in the house.

"Is Fu Gong at home?" An old voice came from the old secretary.

"Hey, yes, why are you free to come to the old party secretary?" Miao Juhua hurriedly took the opportunity to ran away, moving his round buttocks to greet the distinguished guests.

In this village, they all look down on them, but they respect the old party secretary.

Of course Zhang Xiaohua knows why, the old branch secretary is an official.She knows her wonderful parents too well.

The old man was wearing a sweatshirt with his books on his back and his trouser legs rolled up to his calf.Walked up to the native dog, yelled at it, and kicked: "Dead dog, go and go!"

Miao Juhua smiled and greeted him from the house: "Oh, which wind has blown you all the time? Why do you have to be familiar with a dog? Come in!"

"Yeah!" The old branch secretary looked up at the fat lady, and went into the room with a sullen head, and when he entered the door, he sat on the sofa, "Where is the rich man?"

"Hey, I'm angry when I talk about this unsatisfactory thing. Old Party Secretary, who do you say are in our village now? I beat someone for no reason, and beat him up in bed. Forty or fifty years old. People, we are not wronged by this beaten~"

Miao Juhua complained while pouring water on the old branch secretary, put down the water glass, and wiped two tears pretendingly.

The old secretary snorted: "I know."