Dealing with the mess of the Zheng family, Du Jun was so happy that he even walked briskly.

"Ahem, lady, what are you doing?" As soon as Song Jiang arrived home, he saw Du Jun with her hair scattered, wearing her set of "weather-resisting" clothes, standing at the desk with a wrinkled face, not knowing what she was looking at.

Speaking of this set of clothes, it is still Du Jun who gave up his old face and worked hard to win the welfare for himself, who said that the weather is too hot today, and there is no air conditioning, and it is like a steamer.

And whether she is in her previous life or in this life, she is not heat-tolerant physique, she is not good to be maverick in front of people, she is wrapped like a zongzi, and she is not allowed to take a breath after people!

In fact, if you look at it from a modern perspective, this outfit is really sparse and ordinary, just a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, revealing only straight legs and strong forearms.

But in the eyes of ancients like Song Jiang, Du Jun's attire can be called contemptuous of etiquette and religion, debauchery, and people dare not compliment.

For this reason, the two argued for a long time, and in the end, Song Jiang couldn't resist Du Jun, and reluctantly agreed with a cold face, but he deliberately stipulated that this set of clothes could only be worn at night, and the scope was limited to the house, and it must not be seen by outsiders.

Facing Song Jiang's serious face, Du Jun was overjoyed, and he was still quite moved in his heart.

You must know that the person opposite her is an original ancient man with pure blood and who has engraved etiquette, righteousness and shame in his bones, and his concept is very conservative, if he doesn't fancy her, how can he retreat again and again!

She must have saved the galaxy in her last life, and the genius gave such a good husband!

Looking at Du Jun's happy appearance, Song Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he knew that he couldn't agree to this matter at all, as long as he went out of this door, no one could stop Du Jun from doing what he wanted to do at home.

She is such a bold and lawless woman.

However, he just fell in love with this energetic and energetic woman.

What should I do?

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Even though he had seen Du Jun's clothes a few times in the past few days, Song Jiang quickly looked away, walked to Du Jun's side, and took a look, "Hey, why did you remember to draw a map?" ”

Youtu?

Du Jun's mind turned around, oh, it turns out that in this era, the map is called Yutu!

Looking up and smiling, "I want to find a suitable place on the farm to build a public toilet." ”

The concept of public toilets was only remembered by Du Jun because of Yang Xiang's suggestion.

In this era, people who pay attention to a little bit of people, place Gong buckets in the house, set up Gong rooms outside the house, spend a little money, and have a special person deal with the night incense. People with poor conditions will put the gong bucket to the remote corner, ditch treatment, as for the country people, not so much exquisite, in front of the house and behind the house, vegetable garden pig house, as long as no one is around, release nature anytime and anywhere.

On the street, because there is no toilet on the side of the road, and people do not have that hygiene habit, if they are in a hurry, they either go home to find a bucket, or find a corner on the side of the road to solve it on the spot.

You don't see, there are very few passers-by in the small streets and alleys with people on their backs, and among them are the contribution of these ubiquitous landmines.

At the same time, this is also the reason why women rarely come out to do things.

It's inconvenient and it's not safe!

"What is a public toilet?"

Du Jun covered his head, oops, his mouth was too fast and there was no door, and he was bald again.

"Public", rolled his eyes, and forced out a few words, "Public Gong Fang, referred to as public toilets!" ”

As for Song Jiang's belief or not, hum! Du Jun said that it doesn't matter to her, a typical management and killing is not buried.

Regarding the endless fresh terms in the lady's mouth, Song Jiang was no longer as startled as he was at the beginning, and said, "What's so difficult? Wouldn't it be better to build it in a slightly more secluded place. ”

Du Jun shook his head, "What you think is too simple, concealment is one thing, but also pay attention to the deep well water, the direction of the wind in the four seasons and safety, don't do bad things with good intentions." ”

"Lady, do we still have to find a feng shui master, do some divination, and then look at feng shui", Song Jiang looked at Du Jun's serious appearance, and couldn't help but joke.

Unexpectedly, Du Jun climbed along the pole and said: "This is reasonable, then the feng shui master will be handed over to you, it is best to find a cheap and accurate one, the farm is so poor!" ”

Song Jiang pointed at Du Jun, shook his head, smiled and said nothing, lady, you are too treacherous!

The two laughed for a while, and the topic turned to Yutu again.

"How did you come up with this? Haven't you always been the cleanest? Song Jiang looked at the twisted drawings drawn by Du Jun, frowned and asked.

Du Jun sighed, slumped on the chair as if he had pulled out a bone, and complained in his mouth, "I don't want to, it's just that the farm grass is too vigorous, and the fertility in the field is not enough, so I have to think about it quickly." ”

Song Jiang pursed her mouth, and the lady's ability to open her eyes and talk nonsense is growing!

He doesn't know if others are clear, anyway, his father-in-law has already investigated, although Du Jun was adopted when he was young, but her adoptive parents were very good to her, and they never let her farm at all, but now they are ashamed to talk about the fertility of the field, which is simply ridiculous and generous.

However, thinking of the green grass on the farm, Song Jiang had to admit that it did grow fast and well, and he didn't know where the lady got such excellent pasture.

If you don't see through it, you have to help it, who called this frowning lady of your own family.

Song Jiang knocked on the table and asked thoughtfully, "Is it too late for that time?" Although I don't know anything about farming, I also know that farm fertilizer is best used after a period of time. ”

Du Jun nodded, revealing a teachable appearance.

"It's too late, this is laying the foundation for next year, it's a rainy day, I believe that with the lessons of this year, there will be no need to buy forage from outside next year."

After a pause, he then pouted and said, "In fact, relying on the 180 people on the farm alone can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, I have an idea, if we can build some public toilets in various parts of the county, first, it can make the surrounding area cleaner, and secondly, it can also solve the livelihood of many poor people, and at the same time, it can quickly make the farm land fertile." ”

"The farm needs so many .....", forgive Song Jiang for being hypocritical, it is really unspeakable.

The population of Anxian County is not large, almost 30,000, and when he thinks of so many people, Song Jiang feels that his stomach is rising and he has a feeling of vomiting.

"Look at your little bit of interest", Du Jun glanced at Song Jiang with a pale face with disdain, "The land on the farm is already barren, coupled with the continuous planting of vegetables in the past seven or eight years, the fertility of the field has declined even more, if you don't add fertilizer earlier, needless to say, it will be completely abandoned in a few years." Besides, we can also sell the and urine that vomits, and that's also silver..."

"Vomit, vomit, I want to vomit", Song Jiang's face turned red, his teeth were clenched, and he said vaguely. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.