The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 807

Although Shi Wen was unwilling, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree in the end.

This matter finally came to an end.

However, it is estimated that in the past two weeks, the fields will be lively again.

When Jiang Shi came back, he didn't say much, just said: "Wen Xiang is getting married, and the wedding date is set after the autumn harvest, and I will be an educated youth with the educated youth."

In case Wen Ling didn't know which one it was, Jiang Shi even described it: "It's the white one."

In fact, Jiang Shi is not very optimistic about Shiwen. To work by himself, the most is to ask for leave to go to the mountains.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Shi Wen's job is the worst among all educated youths.

It was the educated youth who had just arrived recently, and he was better at that job.

But Wen Xiang is willing, and Wen's family is also willing, and he doesn't have such bad intentions, so he won't say anything more.

It's just that the little girl is still from Wen's family, so Jiang Shi had to call out to Wen Ling to know.

"That's pretty good." Wen Ling replied lightly, without much emotion.

Jiang Shi didn't care, and changed the subject to someone else's after a while.

In the eyes of the two of them, the Wen family members are just ordinary neighbors in the village, not relatives.

Therefore, there is no need to waste too much talk on them.

Wen Xiang and Shi Wen really became a hot topic in the field the next day. Because of this topic, even Sun Yumei and Mrs. Zhao's fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't make headlines.

Wen Ling watched the excitement in the live broadcast, and gave a thumbs up to the book-wearing female supporting role.

It's really awesome, it's a hard time for me, so I'll make it hard for your whole family.

Now Zhao Jiaqiang was angry and hated Sun Yumei, but there was nothing he could do.

He has no idea of ​​divorce.

For people in this era, if they are not forced to, they can live on.

Therefore, Zhao Jiaqiang gritted his teeth and endured Sun Yumei's tossing and making troubles. At most, he would say a few words with a cold face, but he couldn't do anything.

This is probably the last quality of the hero.

Can't do it.

Can't be a domestic violence man.

But soon, the headlines in the village were snatched away by others.

At the beginning of August, it rained a lot, because the work in this field stopped for two days.

The villagers who were already eager to move started to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms after the rain.

Some people didn't listen to persuasion, and at this time they had forgotten what the captain said in the previous meeting, or they didn't care at all.

They 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 deep mountains, and he went there in a low-key way, and came back in a low-key way, without being seen at all.

After that, I never went up the mountain.

After the rain this time, Jiang Shi didn't go up the mountain either.

The mushrooms I stocked up at home are still there, and in August, the vegetables in the private plot are growing well, and there are too many beans to eat. Jiang Shi even dried a bag of dried beans.

With food at home, Jiang Shi would not take any risks.

When Jiang Shi went to the deep mountains, he didn't meet any beasts, it was because of the smell of the spirit.

But the villagers don't have the breath of hearing spirits on them, so it's really hard to say if they really went up the mountain.

"It's not good, it's not good, Laicai was stepped on by a wild boar..."

"Stamped to death, trampled to death..."

……

In the past two days after the rain, the weather is not too good, it is still gloomy.

Wen Ling was sitting in the yard, picking vegetables.

Just listening to the avenue by the back door, bursts of wild shouts.

Because the five senses are sensitive, Wen Ling can hear what the villagers are shouting.

Upon hearing that someone was stepped on by a wild boar, Wen Ling's eyebrows twitched.

(End of this chapter)