Chapter 807: Substitute for Marrying a Silly Girl 137
Although Shi Wen was unwilling, he had no choice, so he could only grit his teeth and agree.
This matter finally came to an end.
However, it is estimated that in the past half month, this field has been lively again.
When Jiang Shi came back, he didn't say much, just said: "Wenxiang is getting married, and the wedding date is set after the autumn harvest. ”
For fear that Wen Ling wouldn't know which one it was, Jiang Shi also described it: "It's the white and pure one." ”
Jiang Shi is actually not very optimistic about Shi Wen, and he works by himself, at most he asks for leave to go into the mountain.
Shi Wen's job is not an exaggeration to say that the omniscient youth point is the worst.
is a young man who has just arrived, and he does a better job than him.
But Wen Xiang is willing, and the Wen family is also willing, and he is not so bad and kind, so he won't say anything.
It's just that the little girl is still a member of the Wen family in the end, so Jiang Shi has to make a call to let Wen Ling know.
"That's good." Wen Ling replied lightly, without much emotion.
Jiang Shi didn't care, and after a while, he changed the topic and talked about other people's.
The Wen family, in the eyes of the two of them now, is an ordinary village neighbor, and they are not relatives.
So, there's no need to waste too much tongue on them.
Wenxiang and Shiwen really became a hot topic in the field the next day, because of this topic, even the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle between Sun Yumei and Mrs. Zhao did not make the headlines.
Wen Ling watched the excitement in the live broadcast, and gave a thumbs up to this book-wearing female partner.
It's really a bull criticism, this is not good for me, I will make your whole family unhappy.
Now Zhao Jiaqiang is angry and hateful to Sun Yumei, but he can't do anything.
He didn't have the idea of divorce.
For people in today's era, if they are not forced to do so, this life can go on.
Therefore, Sun Yumei tossed, made trouble, and made it, Zhao Jiaqiang also gritted his teeth and endured it, at most he said a few words with a cold face, but he didn't do it.
This is probably the last literacy of the male protagonist.
Can't get your hands dirty.
You can't be a domestic violence man.
But soon, the headlines in the village were snatched away by others.
At the beginning of August, there was a rain because the work in the field was stopped for two days.
The villagers, who were already ready to move, began to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms after the rain.
Some people did not listen to the persuasion, and at this time they had already forgotten what the captain had said in the previous meeting, or they did not pay attention at all.
I also formed a team and went into the mountains.
Except for the time when Jiang Shi picked peaches for Wen Ling, he went into the mountains, and he went in a low-key manner, and came back in a low-key manner, and he didn't let people see it at all.
After that, I haven't been up the mountain.
After the rain this time, Jiang Shi did not go up the mountain.
There are still mushrooms that the family has stocked up on before, and in August, the vegetables in the self-kept field are also growing well, and the beans can't be eaten, and Jiang Shi also dried a bag of dried beans.
If there are vegetables at home, Jiang Shi will not take risks.
Jiang Shi went to the mountains and didn't meet a beast, it was because of the breath of the spirit.
However, the villagers did not smell the spirit on their bodies, and if they really went up the mountain, it was really not good.
"Oh no, no, Laicai was trampled on by a wild boar......"
"Trampled to death, trampled to death ......"
……
In the two days after the rain, the weather was not too good, and it was still gloomy.
Wen Ling was sitting in the courtyard, picking vegetables.
I listened to the shouts on the avenue at the back door.
Because the five senses are sensitive, the hearing spirit can hear what the villagers are shouting.
As soon as I heard that someone was trampled by a wild boar, Wen Ling's eyebrows moved.
(End of chapter)