A lot of comfort.

finally made Miao Hexiang laugh, and by the way, he took advantage of it.

It was getting late, Miao Hexiang thoughtfully poured hot water, and personally washed Jiang Ping'an's feet, when she was half a woman.

"I'm just a little scared." Miao Hexiang squatted on the ground, while washing Jiang Ping'an's feet, she raised her head and said.

"Luo Manzi wishes I could divorce him and then go to be with Widow Lu."

"If I'm divorced, with whom? You don't want me, I can't go back to my mother's house, right? ”

"If this is the case, my parents and two brothers think that I am a disgrace and have to beat me to death."

Jiang Ping'an frowned and said suspiciously, "Why don't I have any impression of your parents and brother?" ”

"I came once on a blind date, and you were still in school and not at home at that time." Miao Hexiang sighed lightly.

"Later, after getting married, my parents and brother, including me, of course, learned that barbarians are lazy and lazy."

"I'm very disappointed in him, plus a barbarian bastard, I don't go to my mother's house during the New Year's holidays, and I don't do any superficial work."

"So my parents didn't want to see the barbarian, and after two or three years, before I had a child, the two families simply broke off contact."

"I'm caught in the middle, it's been very difficult these years, and I've lived in fear for a long time."

"Especially after my mother-in-law was angry with the barbarian, the barbarian became more and more presumptuous, disgusted me, cursed me, and beat me."

"Since the second half of this year, I even blatantly went to Widow Lu to mess around, he bullied me and didn't dare to do anything with him."

Speaking of this, her tears were like peas, dripping one by one.

Jiang Ping'an sighed and reached out to hold her hair, this woman is indeed pitiful.

"So my proposal last night, you should think about it, will be of great benefit to you!" Jiang Ping'an instigated.

Miao Hexiang wiped away her tears, nodded silently, sniffed, and said:

"I'm thinking, otherwise why would I ignore you today? It's just that I haven't been able to make up my mind. ”

Jiang Ping'an looked at her with blazing eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Do you need me to help you make up your mind?" ”

"You...... Don't mess around! Miao Hexiang was startled, brushed the ground and got up, took a few steps back and said:

"I said to think about it, don't bully me, otherwise even if you get my people, you won't be able to get my heart."

Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "What nonsense? I just want you to be a person, what do you want your heart for? ”

"Die!" Miao Hexiang gritted her teeth, stomped her feet angrily, glared at him, and turned her back to him.

Jiang Ping'an laughed, lifted his foot out of the basin, and rubbed it left and right on his trouser leg a few times.

Then put on cloth shoes, got up and stepped forward, hugged her waist from behind Miao Hexiang, put her chin on her shoulder, and said softly:

"I'm kidding you, don't be angry, you will follow me in the future, and I will invite you to eat mush every once in a while."

"Not uncommon!" Miao Hexiang stiffened, did not move, wiped her tears, pouted, and asked:

"Is it true that once I let you succeed, you will also dislike me like a barbarian?"

Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "Don't make trouble, I've invited you to eat mush, and you can't express my heart?" ”

"It's not uncommon for me to say it, and I can earn it for a job." Miao Hexiang gritted her teeth and replied.

"You have to promise that you won't dislike me in the future, even if the barbarians don't want me anymore, you can't want me."

Jiang Ping'an bowed his head and said: "I can guarantee this, although I can't give you a name, I will be good to you as always." ”

"Hmph, rhetoric is not credible, I want to see your actual performance!"

Miao Hexiang leaned on his arms, shook hands with him, and said with his chin tilted.

After a pause, he whispered again: "It's late, I want to go back." ”

"Stay with me more." Jiang Ping'an quickly reached into her clothes and pinched it.

Miao Hexiang was stunned, shook, broke free from his arms, and said with a red face: "The footwashing water hasn't been poured yet." ”

Then in a panic, he straightened out his clothes, bent down to pick up the footbath, and went out of the kitchen to pour the footwater.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, put his hand to his nose and smelled it, there was a faint smell of soap.

Before Miao Hexiang came over, she not only brushed her teeth, but also took a bath, which was really a caring person.

Soon, Miao Hexiang poured water, put the basin by the door, blushed and lowered her head, and said:

"I'll go back first, and I'll come back to you tomorrow."

Jiang Ping'an's eyes were quick, he grabbed her, and said softly: "You can't bear to leave like this?" ”

Miao Hexiang hesitated for a moment, smiled shallowly, gently stretched out her hands, hugged Jiang Ping'an's neck, and closed her eyes.

Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at her cherry mouth, and slowly lowered his head......

……

It was late at night, the wind was howling, and the snow was falling.

Jiang Ping'an held a sunspot in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and walked slowly on the winding and rugged path.

Although the night was cold, his heart was on fire.

Miao Hexiang, this woman, is more moist than imagined, gentle and considerate, and has endless aftertaste!

When they arrived at the pig farm, Zhang Fugui, Zheng Sanyou, and Li Sibao were already asleep, and Mao Jinyin was keeping vigil in the kitchen.

It is said that it is a vigil, but it is only for show.

He lit a fire at the door of the stove, and then lay down in his clothes and fell asleep in the haystack, which was more dead than Zhang Fugui and the others.

"Uncle Jinyin, go back to your room and sleep, I'll keep vigil at night." Jiang Ping'an entered the kitchen and woke people up.

Mao Jinyin woke up with sleepy eyes, grinned and yawned, and said, "How can I make you keep vigil?" I'd better keep it! ”

"Don't, I'm coming to work on the first day today, so I can't behave better?" Jiang Ping'an hurriedly said.

"Uncle Jin Yin must give us young people a chance! Let's go back to our room and rest! ”

To put it mildly, Mao Jinyin agreed to go back to his room to sleep, leaving Jiang Ping'an to keep vigil.

Jiang Ping'an carried the sunspot to the kennel at the door of the stove and put it down, and was not in a hurry to get the pig to the space to breed.

At this time, Mao Jinyin has not slept yet, and he has to wait, and when Mao Jinyin is asleep, it is not too late to go to the pigsty to catch pigs.

Idle, Jiang Ping'an checked the space.

The crops inside had been planted according to the plan he had envisioned in the morning, and were ripe for harvest.

The grain seed of the present is not the hybrid grain seed of the future.

Fertilization is also mainly based on animal manure and urine, coupled with various pests and diseases, and climate influences, so the yield per mu of crops is very low.

Perhaps it is because the land in the space is more fertile, the climate is suitable, and there are no pests and diseases.

Yields per acre of all crops increased slightly, and ripening times were shortened.

For example, the yield of wheat per mu is only 150 catties, but the yield of wheat per mu in the space has reached 200 catties.

With the optimization of seeds from generation to generation, perhaps the yield per mu of wheat will increase in the future.

The flour yield is generally between 60% and 80%, and the lower the flour yield, the higher the grade.

Five acres of wheat harvested a total of 1,000 catties of wheat.

This is what Jiang Ping'an wants to eat himself.

Therefore, according to the 60% flour yield rate processed into flour, leaving 600 catties of fine powder, there will be no shortage of white flour to eat in the future.

The remaining wheat bran is used to feed the pigs, which is ready to be used immediately.

In the future, wheat will continue to be planted, but except for a small amount of seeds, most of it will be used as green fodder to feed pigs.

And the corn of this era, because there is no good seed, the yield per mu is also low, basically about 200 catties.

Units and teams have been working on hybrid corn for a long time.

In a few years, after the appearance of improved varieties, the yield of corn per mu can also reach four or five hundred catties.

However, the yield of corn per mu in later generations reached more than 1,000 catties, or even more than 2,000 catties.

It is the result of the research of hundreds of corn varieties from generation to generation, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

Despite this, the yield of corn per mu in the space has also reached 300 catties.

Half an acre of corn was harvested one hundred and fifty catties.