"Sweet potatoes for you."

Miao Hexiang shook her head and smiled: "I'm not in a hurry." ”

"It's something that is cooked with mush, and it can be eaten a little bit better." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

Miao Hexiang's hands were empty, so she raised her feet and said, "Put it here, I'll put it in the cellar later." ”

"I don't know where I'm going to plant next year! The sweet potatoes and potato seeds at home were all eaten by that bastard. ”

Jiang Ping'an put the sweet potato on the ground, squatted next to her, pressed his arm on her lap, smelled the woman's fragrance emanating from her, and said with a smile:

"When I plant sweet potatoes next year, you can just pick sweet potato vines and transplant them?"

"Sweet potatoes are okay, but what about potatoes?"

Miao Hexiang saw that his fingers were messy, gave him a blank look, and put down the cloth shoes and needlework.

and gently spread his hair apart, showing more feminine style, knowing that he is good at this mouthful.

"You're going to keep me from being empty, are you? It's only been a while, I really can't help you! ”

Jiang Ping'an put his hand in her cotton pants and said with a smile: "I'll get you some potatoes when I arrive." ”

"Don't be here, it's hard to die!"

Miao Hexiang saw that he was going to do things in front of the public, and his face was red with shame, and he twisted and pinched.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and looked straight at her cherry mouth, which was meaningful.

"You were sent by God to torture me, right?"

Miao Hexiang's eyes widened, Jiang Ping'an taught her a trick, she felt disgusted and refused to agree.

Then Jiang Ping'an has been pestering, always thinking about her.

"You've got my heart!" Jiang Ping'an said softly.

Miao Hexiang hesitated for a moment, but her heart softened, she got up and pulled him to the bedroom, muttering: "You are really my enemy!" ”

……

Evening.

Jiang Ping'an left Miao Hexiang's house, and Miao Hexiang sent him to the door, his mouth was numb, and his whole body was transparent.

"This death is safe, I can't resist it!" Miao Hexiang complained in her heart, and there was some indescribable whispering.

Whether she is happy or not, she knows herself.

Sheep farm.

Jiang Ping'an's heart moved, put fodder on the sheep in the pen, and then went back to the house to eat.

The two bighead carp that were caught never made to eat, were isolated and kept in a space pond.

"Forget it, it's not delicious to make such a big bighead carp condiment if it is less, so let's keep it first!" Jiang Ping'an plans to stay for the time being.

At present, there are still two types of plants in short supply in the space, one is pepper, star anise, cinnamon, cumin, cloves, grass fruit, tangerine peel and other spices.

The second is plants that can extract dyes, such as madder, gardenia, indigo, comfrey, frozen green, dioscium, gallnut, etc.

"If you're in the South, it's easy to find these things."

Miao Hexiang didn't come over again at night, and she ate during the day, and Jiang Ping'an also intended to let her rest and rest.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, after Jiang Ping'an washed and ate in the space, he opened the door, and the biting cold wind blew in his face.

It snowed again in the middle of the night last night, and the snow was flying outside, and the weather was really changeable.

Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath, came to the sheepfold, and his mind moved, cleaning and feeding grass, water and salt as usual.

So many things, because there is space to help, can be done in the blink of an eye, effortlessly.

Kuroko rushed out of the door from behind him, running back and forth in the snow, energetic and screaming.

Due to heavy snowfall, Jiang Ping'an stayed in the sheep farm all day and didn't go anywhere.

Miao Hexiang came over to accompany him in the morning and afternoon, just idle and bored, and the two of them had to do something shameless.

In the evening, Miao Hexiang was going home and was left behind by Jiang Ping'an.

He could see that Miao Hexiang's hungry forehead was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't bear it, so he invited her to eat sweet potato paste.

In the kitchen, the stove doorway.

"Zhou Yang'er is coming back tomorrow, right?" Miao Hexiang leaned on Jiang Ping'an and asked softly.

Jiang Ping'an added a piece of firewood to the stove, and said with his head bowed: "Yes, today is the last day of training, and he will be back tomorrow." ”

"That's good, I'm not used to the sheep farm, and every time I sneak over to you, I'm terrified." Miao Hexiang said with a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ping'an tilted his head and wondered, "What are you afraid of?" ”

"There are many things to be afraid of, and there are two main points." Miao Hexiang said with a light smile.

"One is that I am afraid that someone will see me coming to you on the way, and the other is that someone will go to my house to look for me and have something to do, but they can't find my person."

"I am now divorced from the barbarian, although I am not a widow, but I am no different from a widow, and I must pay special attention to my reputation."

Jiang Ping'an understood very much, nodded and smiled: "Ming'er, don't come over, after I hand over to Zhou Yangyi, I will go home." ”

After a pause, he said, "Do you have anything to buy?" In a few days, I will follow Uncle Dahai to the production brigade for a meeting. ”

"When the time comes, I will take the eggs I have saved up to the commune and sell them, and I will buy some things by the way."

Miao Hexiang thought for a while and said, "Help me weigh a pound of salt back!" There is no salt in the house. ”

"It would be nice if I could buy some rags, I have nothing to do during this time, and I want to make more pairs of shoes."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said: "I went to the commune last time to weigh a few catties of salt, and I will give you a catty." ”

"As for the rags, I'll go to the commune and then I'll buy some back."

You don't need a ticket to buy rags, but not often, it depends on luck.

As for the cloth tickets, even the quota allocated by the people in the city is pitiful these days.

Cloth tickets are still called "cotton cloth purchase certificates", also called "cloth purchase certificates", and it will be called cloth tickets in a few years.

On this card, there is a clear mark, including the name, quantity, stub, after the purchase of cotton cloth, the stub must be kept.

There are also precautions for use, no counterfeiting, no alteration, no trading, no replacement if lost, and the validity period of use.

It can be seen from here that the use and management of cloth tickets are very strict.

In addition to the regular cloth tickets, there are many special purpose cloth tickets:

For example, military cloth tickets, special cloth tickets, chemical fiber cloth tickets, auxiliary cloth tickets, temporary cloth tickets and so on.

In recent years, there has been a shortage of materials, and the limited supply quota of cloth stamps has generally been reduced to less than half.

A family of four can't sew a set of adult clothes with a cloth ticket, so it's hard to get a ticket even on the black market.

This is also the reason why Jiang Ping'an went to the commune last time, did not embarrass Zhuang Zhenjun and asked him to help buy cloth.

It's hard to say whether you can buy it, but even if you can buy it, it's rare and expensive, and the price you pay is relatively large.

Jiang Ping'an wanted to send Miao Hexiang salt, but she didn't refuse, the relationship between the two was extraordinary, and she should take advantage of this cheapness.

Soon, the paste in the pot was ready, and the two flirted and scolded while eating the paste, and their lives were happy and fulfilling.

"I'm going to go back after dinner, and I'll come back later." Miao Hexiang hesitated.

She was afraid that someone would look for her, and when she was not there at night, gossip would come out the next day.

Jiang Ping'an bowed his head and said: "Then you take away the flashlight, it is better than a horse lamp." ”

Ma Deng is actually Jiang Ping'an's.

There are only six lamps in the entire production team, and the original owner, as Jiang Dahai's right-hand man, still gets a lot of good things.

Miao Hexiang buried her head in a mouthful of mush, raised her head and smiled: "I think the horse lantern is also easy to use, and it is too wasteful to use a flashlight." ”

"Besides, I took the flashlight away, and you don't need it at night?"

Jiang Ping'an pointed to the lantern lit on the table, and said with a smile:

"Have you forgotten that the sheep farm also has horse lanterns?"

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