Jiang Xiaohu's confident smile melted Biyun's heart in the end.

She sighed to herself: "Alas, he is a big boy, and he has a future in the future." I'm a widow, and I'm not worthy of him at all. Forget it, don't think about what you have or don't have. ”

"Huzi, thank you today, my dishes for this season are finished, don't bother. Biyun sighed and thanked again, but at the same time very frustrated.

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

He didn't force Biyun to explain anything, some things were more appropriate not to say.

He and Biyun stayed in the greenhouse for a while, and then excused themselves to leave. In fact, when Biyun was gone, he turned back again. What are you doing? Take water and soil from the mountains and rivers to moisten 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 acres of land finally sprinkled black soil and watered the river for him.

Last time, Jiang Xiaolong irrigated his field with boiling water, which gave him a little inspiration - it turned out that the black soil and the soil in reality needed to be moistened by water in order to fully integrate. Moreover, black soil is also resistant to natural disasters. For example, high temperatures, insect plagues, etc.

In short, after his tossing, the crops in the greenhouse were reborn. Almost under Jiang Xiaohu's nose, the stems stiffened again, and the rotten fruits fell off, but the unrotten fruits began to rejuvenate.

Seeing these things happen, Jiang Xiaohu left satisfied. His practical application of mountains and rivers is more confident.

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

But when she entered the greenhouse, her nose was flushed by the fresh air of the greenhouse, and her eyes were stimulated by the red and green vibrant crops, she knew what prompted her to enter.

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

That's right, it must be him!

Biyun was ecstatic, the crops lived, and she avoided losses. For a lonely widow, these two acres of greenhouses mean a whole year's income!

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

On this night, she was not the only woman who missed Jiang Xiaohu. At least 20 families in the village are happily eating. At the dinner table, the minimum is two hundred, and the most is four or five hundred, which is the money for selling vegetables today.

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

Honghua Town is a poor town, and Jiangbian Village is the most remote mountain village in the town. If the villagers don't go out to the mountains to the big cities to earn a living, they rarely earn so much money in a day in the surrounding areas.

"These are all given by Huzi, this kid is capable enough!" the man asked his daughter-in-law in surprise.

The daughter-in-law nodded and told her man about last night. As soon as the two of them combined, they decided to cooperate with Jiang Xiaohu in the future.

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

However, a few families were happy and a few were sad, and many people made a lot of money because of Jiang Xiaohu, and they were all happy. There is also a family with a sad face, that is Zhang Fugong's family.

Zhang Fugong hummed and chirped, lying on the bed and unable to get up. His daughter-in-law Miao Juhua sprinkled outside, pointing to the sky and scolding the earth, even his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"You're a bad seed who didn't have an accident, and you were beaten by that kid! Your mother gave birth to you in vain, and that object grew in the crotch of your pants!

Miao Juhua scolded her husband for being useless for a while, but after a while, she remembered it and scolded him for being inserious: "Why do people beat you, you tell me!"

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

"Hmph!" Zhang Fugong turned over with difficulty, wondering in his heart, how to get out of this evil breath.

Daughter Zhang Xiaohua walked in with a basin of hot salt water, a clean towel, and a black face.

Although she didn't know what happened to her father, her intuition told her that it was definitely not a glorious thing.

Thinking that the old lady was unclear with a man in his thirties outside, and that his father was such a person, Zhang Xiaohua was extremely depressed and had no hope in life.

But there is no hope, this is also her father and mother. Miao Juhua doesn't feel sorry for her husband, but Zhang Xiaohua feels sorry for her father.

"Take off your shirt, I'll wipe it for you. Zhang Xiaohua ordered her father angrily.

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

Miao Juhua rushed in, pointed at Zhang Xiaohua's scalp and scolded: "You are a big girl's family, what kind of body do you wipe for your father? Do you want to be shameless? The old ones are not serious, and the little ones are shameless! Do you think men want to go crazy?"

Syllable!

Zhang Xiaohua threw the towel into the basin and splashed the water. She had red eyes, very aggrieved, her neck was staring at her round eyes, and she had a seizure at Miao Chrysanthemum.

"Miao Juhua, are you still finished? Is this your family? Am I your daughter? Do you have a mother who says that about her daughter?" she yelled.

Zhang Xiaohua is gentle and gentle on weekdays, she looks very quiet, she really wants to have a seizure, and she is not much worse than her mother.

Both of them shocked their daughters, looked at each other, and didn't dare to open their mouths.

When the house was full of chicken feathers, the dog in the yard barked.

"Is Fugong at home?" an old voice came, it was the old branch secretary.

"Hey, here, why are you free, old branch secretary?" Miao Juhua hurriedly took the opportunity to run away, moving her round ass out to greet the distinguished guests.

In this village, they don't look down on anyone, but they respect the old branch secretary.

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

The old branch secretary put his hands behind his back, wore an undershirt, and his trouser legs rolled up to his calves. Walked up to the earth dog, scolded it, and made a gesture to kick: "Dead dog, go, go!"

Miao Juhua greeted her from the house with a smile: "Yo, which gust of wind blew you here? Why bother to be like a dog, come into the house!"

"Hmm!" the old branch secretary raised his eyes to look at the fat woman, and entered the house with his head bored, and as soon as he entered the door, he sat on the sofa, "What about the rich man?"

"Hey, I'm angry when I talk about this indisputable thing. Old branch secretary, who do you say are the people in our village now? They beat people for no reason, and beat him so much that he couldn't get up in bed. People who are forty or fifty years old, we are not wronged by this beating~"

Miao Juhua complained while pouring water for the old branch secretary, put down the water cup, and pretended to wipe two tears.

The old branch secretary snorted: "I know." ”