Miao Juhua has been afraid and angry with her daughter recently.

Look at it, how close other people's daughters are to their mothers, what about my family? She took out a mouthful of melon seed skin, looked at the young and delicate back of her daughter, and felt proud again.

"It's really worthy of being born in my belly, follow me, look at this little body, how watery!" she secretly smug.

The forty or fifty-year-old mother-in-law outside shouted at her: "Chrysanthemum, do you have a mother-in-law?"

"No, I'm only seventeen or eighteen years old, what's the hurry?" Miao Juhua said indifferently.

As a family with daughters, she is not worried at all.

"Yo yo, then you have to watch it, that madman in Wangjiazhuang has been released. The mothers-in-law laughed.

Miao Juhua spat at them: "Bah, crow's mouth, our little flower is fine, we won't meet that kind of person." You guys, you better worry about yourself!"

Zhang Fugong walked back from a distance with his hands behind his back, his face was not very good.

Just now he walked around the field and found a very strange thing - on the barren land rented by Jiang Xiaohu, there were actually a large number of green seedlings. According to his experience, it's all three-seven!

That's a cash crop, what's the matter, this kid is starting to do the economy?

Zhang Fugong was not reconciled, how much fertilizer could he sell out of the more than 10 acres of land? But Jiang Xiaohu was not a devil of his kind! This made Zhang Fugong bitterly hold a grudge against Jiang Xiaohu in his heart. Wait, gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late!

Walking back angrily, he saw a bunch of mothers-in-law giggling at the door of his house from a distance, and he was even more irritable. That place was originally a place for him to enjoy the cool and drink tea, and if he was not careful, he was captured by these girls in the village.

You said drive people away, he is an old man's family, and he can't pull his face to do this kind of thing, don't rush it, the sun is in full bloom at this time, does he want to hide back in the house and sleep?

was bored, in the noodle restaurant next to him, Jiang Xiaolong was holding a bowl of noodles and yelling at him: "Yo, Uncle Zhang, come back from the field!"

Zhang Fugong took a look, okay, your kid's life is beautiful, come here to eat noodles if you have nothing to do. Who doesn't know you, this noodle shop was opened by your distant third uncle, who eats white food on credit every day, and bullies other people's third is an honest person.

No, if you eat white food, Lao Tzu will have to follow with some light.

Zhang Fugong turned around and walked into the noodle shop. As he walked over, he suddenly had a plan. Okay, Jiang Xiaohu, you don't buy my account, right? Lao Tzu will let you walk around without eating!

"Third child, bring me a bowl of beef noodles, put more chives, and put it on his account. Zhang Fugong said to the third child.

The third child agreed with a dark face, and watched the white food enter the house, but there was no way.

Zhang Fugong walked to the table and sat down, Jiang Xiaolong grinned and handed him a cigarette: "What's the matter, uncle, are you in a bad mood?"

"I'm in a bad mood? I think you're in a good mood. Zhang Fugong said.

Jiang Xiaolong smiled, didn't say anything, but said in his heart: "Can I be in a bad mood? Not long after I came out of your daughter-in-law, she served me beautifully." ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaolong had a sense of accomplishment that he had successfully stolen and displayed in front of his master's house.

Zhang Fugong is not the kind of person who enjoys depression alone, he is uncomfortable himself, and he can't make the people around him feel better.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath, his eyelids blinked, and his skinny face was covered with a mysterious smile.

"I mean, Xiaolong, aren't you uncomfortable at all?" he asked.

Jiang Xiaolong raised his eyebrows: "What's uncomfortable? I'm so uncomfortable!" The big hand subconsciously scratched his thigh.

"Hehe, you stupid, you don't know yet, right?" Zhang Fugong laughed, grabbed a cup, flicked some cigarette ash into it, spat on the ground, and turned his feet into dust.

"Scared, you know best about this riverside village, we are just waiting for you to talk about the news. Jiang Xiaolong said.

"Your cousin, you're going to make a fortune!" Zhang Fugong was mysterious, his fingers poking at the table.

Speaking of Jiang Xiaohu, Jiang Xiaolong was angry: "He, the green smoke on our ancestral grave is all in my house." I don't send it, he dares to send it first? hum~"

Seeing that his words worked and the negative energy was transferred to Jiang Xiaolong, Zhang Fugong's heart was a lot easier.

He smiled: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you go back and follow me." ”

The third child brought a bowl of miniature noodles, threw it in front of them, and said angrily: "This person, it's a serious thing to live your own life." ”

"Hey, the third child, do you have an opinion about me?" Zhang Fugong saw that the noodle soup was scattered on the table, and shouted at the back of the third child.

"Don't you dare, you Zhang Fugong is the big boss, what am I?" replied angrily.

"No comment, why do you give me such a small bowl? There are only three slices of beef, you ...... Forget it, I don't remember villains. "What Zhang Fugong actually thinks is that it's not Lao Tzu spending money anyway.

He generously didn't care about the third child, and after eating noodles with Jiang Xiaolong Xili, he wiped his mouth, and sure enough, he didn't settle the bill, and the two of them went to the foot of the North Mountain together.

The field contracted by Jiang Xiaohu is at the foot of this mountain. The shade, even in June, is cold, and it feels like the roots are haunted.

Jiang Xiaolong hadn't been here to inspect for several days, and when he saw it today, he was shocked.

What is this big piece of stuff all over the place? Although he is also a farmer, he is not a qualified farmer.

As the eldest grandson of the family, he has been favored by his grandparents since he was a child, and he almost does not touch the spring water with his fingers.

Farm work? non-existent. Fortunately, the old man at home is diligent in his hands and feet, and his daughter-in-law can also do it, so he only needs to make a contribution to give birth to a baby. So his knowledge of crops is not much better than that of people in the city.

"Sanqi!" Zhang Fugong glanced at him with contempt.

"Oh, it's what the farm manual says, cash crops that can make money?" Jiang Xiaolong asked in surprise.

Zhang Fugong nodded: "So, don't think that the green smoke on your ancestral grave is all floating to your house." Look at ......" he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.

Jiang Xiaolong also looked up: "What's wrong?"

"The wind is blowing, the direction of the wind has changed. Zhang Fugong pouted and nodded, looking at him meaningfully.

Jiang Xiaolong tried hard to touch the taste of his words, and said secretly in his heart: "This old thing uses me as a gun~"

But put the gun aside, seeing that Jiang Xiaohu was about to do something, Jiang Xiaolong's heart was like a cat scratching his heart, uncomfortable!

"Hmph, what can he do in this place?" Jiang Xiaolong snorted coldly and said sharply.

Zhang Fugong lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit out a long dragon: "That's what I said, but don't you think this kid has been very strange lately?"

"He wasn't a normal person all along. Jiang Xiaolong negative airway.

Zhang Fugong said: "Think about it, how did he get so many Sanqi? No one saw it!"

Jiang Xiaolong's eyelids blinked, and he thought to himself, yo, that's really the case.