The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

Brother Zhao Jin ate the egg after all.

He ate very little this morning, but he ate very well at noon under the care of Jiang Zhen, and was particularly spiritual in the afternoon.

It's just that although he's very spiritual and he works very fast, his mind doesn't work on it, but he remembers something else.

After digging the mole, he thought of himself as a man and decided that he could not marry. Even though he had recently planned to spend his life with Jiang Zhen, he forgot to think about having a child, but now Jiang Zhen is talking about it.

Brother Zhao Jin's heart is a little weak.

The fertility rate of the two children and the color of the mole are highly correlated. The brighter the color of the mole, the higher the fertility rate of the two children, but the mole remained bleak until it was excavated.

The old man in the village said that it was difficult to have children like this, and that's one of the reasons why he couldn't marry... Jiang Zhen should also know about this, then he specifically mentioned it today, do you want to take care of yourself?

It is difficult to have children because you are ugly. You are so old now, you should really take good care of yourself. Otherwise, you may not have children in the future.

After working long, thirsty and tired, Brother Zhao Jin wanted to scoop some water to drink, but stopped his movements.

People in the village, women and twins don't drink raw and cold water, afraid to drink bad body... he should stop drinking.

After sitting for a while, Brother Zhao Jin started working again.

Jiang Zhen had no idea that Zhao Jin thought so much because of his own mischievous words.

He doesn't really have a lot of ideas about having kids in the future.

Before the crossing, he never thought about the child. After the crossing, although he knew that Zhao Jin was a fertile twin, he didn't think too far. “Good breeding” was just random words, just to see Zhao Jin look shy.

After eating with Brother Zhao Jin, Jiang Zhen went to clean up his fish caught in the morning.

Those fish had been thrown in his back basket, and he had died a lot, but the mudslides and other things were still alive... Jiang Zhen reached the river and began to cut the fish scales with the sharp knife that killed the pig, cleaning up a small piece of fish.

The fish cleaned up well, the mud wax was too slippery, but it was very troublesome to handle. Jiang Zhen didn't pay attention, and even let a mud wax escape into the river.

Many places do not kill to eat mud meal, brew it for a few days and eat it directly, but this side of Ho Xi Village uses scissors to cut off mud meal head and kill to wash before eating, as for the method...

Pour the mud on the next mud floor, one by one, and Jiang Zhen chopped off all the mud heads with the pointy knife that killed the pig.

Dead mud sticks are still slippery, but at least they won't get away with it. Just cut their bellies open and squeeze the intestines out of their bellies.

After treating the mud, Jiang Zhen first took care of the little finger, but also cleaned some of the miscellaneous items.

Yesterday's snake he brought back to cook himself to eat, but today... since he already treats Brother Zhao Jin as his daughter-in-law, then Brother Zhao Jin's parents are his parents, of course he should be respectful.

Speaking of which, he has always respected the elderly and loved the young. If the two people in the Jiang slaughterhouse had not gone too far, he could not have knifed the two elderly people.

With the bamboo basket, Jiang Zhen went to find Brother Zhao Jin, who was turning the floor.

The man who was working looked very attractive. Jiang Zhen really wanted to squeeze a few hands, but he still put up with it. He just took out his own bamboo bottle of water and gave it to Brother Zhao Jin: "Come on, drink some water and rest.” Brother Zhao Jin's lips are a little dry, probably thirsty.

Brother Zhao Jin was really thirsty. After taking Jiang Zhen's bamboo cylinder, he drank a bamboo cylinder of water and thought that he must also bring the boiling water from home tomorrow.

After watching Brother Zhao Jin finish drinking the water, Jiang Zhen collected the bamboo barrel and gave him the bamboo basket: “Here you go. ”

“What is it?” Brother Zhao Jin opened the lid of the bamboo basket and looked at it and saw a small fish shrimp that had been packed.

“You take it back and cook it. Eat more even if it may not taste good.” "Don't take it," said Jiang Zhen. "I can't eat all this alone. ”

“Ok...” Zhao Jin nodded when he thought he was going to support his body and asked: “Are you coming tonight? ”

“Come!” Jiang Zhen immediately said, looking at Zhao Jin with some joy, he did not expect Zhao Jin to take the initiative to ask himself out.

“I'll cook it later and save some for you.” Brother Zhao Jin Dao.

“Okay, we'll eat together later.” Jiang Zhen was in a better mood and couldn't help but want to kiss Brother Zhao Jin. Unfortunately, someone could come here at any moment, and he could only regretfully abandon his plans.

Brother Zhao Jin smiled and looked at the contents of the bamboo basket with some confusion: “How did you put the stone crab in there too? This food can't be eaten, you can only feed the duck. ”

“Eating this is good for your health.” Jiang Zhendao, Brother Zhao Jin's stone crab, is a crab that lives here in a river ditch only slightly larger than a dollar coin.

These crabs are crawling around in the countryside. They like to hide beneath the stones by the water. People in Ho Xi Village call them stone crabs. They're tiny, they don't have any meat at all, so no one's ever eaten them, and they've been caught, which means they've just been smashed to feed the ducks.

However, Jiang Zhen thought that eating a few of these crabs should make up for the calcium, instead of throwing them away, he left them behind.

Since Jiang Zhen said it would be good to eat this, Zhao Jin decided secretly that he must eat more later.

Thinking about the last time the Zhao Dadou family wanted mud and mud, Zhao Jin did not return the agricultural tools behind his back after work.

After returning the farm tools and helping Zhao Dadou's family to get some work done, he put his hidden bamboo basket on his back and went home.

“Dad, Mom, I'm back.” After returning home, Zhao Jin gave Bamboo Basket to his mother.

“Brother Kim, did you go fishing?” Zhao Liu took a look at the bamboo basket and asked with some surprise that her son had no time to catch fish.

“I didn't catch it, it was Boss Jiang who arrested it for me.” Brother Zhao Jin, somewhat embarrassed to bow his head.

When Brother Zhao Jin mentioned Mr. Jiang, there was a sense of satisfaction in his heart, and he hoped that his parents would ask him a few more questions. However, Zhao Liu did not even think about it: “Did he want to thank you for saving him last time? Appreciate it. ”

Zhao Liu said something and said: “But his mother has been scolding him every day in the village lately... if you see him, persuade him to say something, it is his parents. ”

In the past, when Boss Jiang was bullied, the people of He Xicun were very sympathetic to him, but when he suddenly became powerful, the bullied person turned into Lady Jiang, and the sympathetic object of the people was naturally changed.

But Brother Zhao Jin felt that Granny Jiang deserved it. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with Jiang Zhen. However, he could not speak and did not go to rebut her mother.

“Our family is out of oil, otherwise the fish made can taste a lot better...” Zhao Liu sighed, the too small fish will dissipate, she used it to steam and eat, the mud and yellow and the stone crab Zhao Jin insisted to keep, she cooked a pot with salted vegetables.

There are no spices, not even a little oil. The fish cooked in this way is a little fishy, but the people here have been eating fish for many years. They adapt well to the fishy smell, but they are completely unconcerned.

Brother Zhao Jin's teeth are good. Without having to pick out a thorn, the steamed little fish can chew up the entire stomach and serve with salted vegetables. He ate three large bowls of porridge in one breath.

He also ate a lot of stone crabs, which were all shell-free, but chewed with the shell, which was also very delicious.

Father Zhao also ate some small fish, but left aside some yellow mud and vegetables cooked with pickled vegetables, and let Brother Zhao Jin take them to Boss Jiang.

That's what Brother Zhao Jinben thought, nodded now, but he didn't take the bowl to Jiang's house, but waited in the thatched house. If not, Jiang Zhen arrived soon after.

They split the yellow and mud.

“Unfortunately, too few seasonings have not yet been oiled...” Jiang Zhen ate a piece of yellow rice and couldn't help but sigh, and began to think about getting some oil to eat.

It's just... this ancient tar oil is low, the vegetable oil is too poor because of the low production technology, he really can't afford to buy it right now.

Jiang Zhen can now say that he has nothing, even his body is not completely well, so let go of these thoughts for a while.

As for the future... Jiang Zhen's eyes fell on the canal, he always had to find a way to earn some money to support himself, and the world is more suitable for his work plan, I'm afraid, is to become a trader.

He did not have the skills to earn a living in ancient times. He could not do anything other than become a trader. Fortunately, in these days, it is not as difficult to do business as in future generations. The so-called traders, moreover, only have to connect the goods between the two places.

The next day, Jiang Zhen lived like this day.

Find a way to find all kinds of things to eat in the morning, have lunch with Brother Zhao Jin, then go around in the afternoon to continue looking for things to eat...

Little fish shrimp, which many people in He Xi Village can't see, is still nutritious. After eating some days, Jiang Zhen's face will be much better. Brother Zhao Jin's whole person looks and spirits. It is that all the ditches in He Xi Village have been wiped out. This summer, children in the village are expected to have much less harvest than in previous years.

At this time, Qingming arrived, and the Jiang family's people were becoming increasingly unbearable to Jiang Zhen.

Boss Jiang doesn't work every day, but he wants to eat and drink well. Why?

After Jiang Zhen left the house this morning, the old lady Jiang Tutu called Jiang Chengcai into their house and then discussed with Jiang Chengcai how to deal with Jiang Zhen.

Granny Jiang now hates Jiang Zhen, who has been calling and drinking himself all day. He scolded for a while before saying: “This bastard didn't eat enough eggs. Yesterday he even snatched the oil from the pig in the house. Why didn't he die? ”

Granny Jiang thought of that can of pig oil and felt terribly painful. She scraped a little bit of pig oil with chopsticks and ate it. His eldest son actually snatched the whole can of pig oil... I don't know if he had eaten the pig oil now.

“Mother, what's the use of cursing? Let's see what we can do about him!” Jiang Chengcai said.

“Be sure to teach him a lesson so he can work together.” Old Jiang said. Old Lady Jiang hated her eldest son, but these days he was aware of the good of his eldest son.

When his eldest son was willing to work in the field, where did he need to work as hard as he is now?

Three people, you said something to me for half a day, but I couldn't think of a better way to do it. At the end of the day, Jiang Chengcai said: “Why don't you let Third Cousin think about it? He's the smartest.” Jiang Chengcai and Jiang Chengxiang both went to study at the beginning. As a result, Jiang Chengcai learned a lot, but Jiang Chengxiang learned a lot. Later, he also found a livelihood in the county. Gradually, Jiang's family listened to him for a lot of important things.

“Yes, let Cheng Xiang help us get the idea.” Jiang Tudor also said, suddenly remembering another thing: “We haven't been to the county in a few days, go today, fetch Chengxiang something to eat, and buy the candles for the sacrificial ancestors back. ”